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Part I

I had no choice but to avoid being late on the first day.

They really have no choice...

When I had left my house alone, I arrived exactly at the check-in time; and in which I was able to have a certain notion of the division of the student sectors.

My brothers had arrived just at the entrance ceremony. And the opening of this being the presentations of the student council; different class positions; formations of the school and its sectors; and as well as among others.

It was a quick 45 minutes.

I'm glad I didn't yawn so much in the process.

But that's student life.

It's better than nothing...

I am currently walking to my assigned classroom.

Class 4-A.

In which groups of oratorical and charismatic students enter; a little more naughty but some with aspects belonging to the upper districts and urbanization. Just like those who don't, but cheerful and courteous to others.

It seems to me that in this class everyone is friends who know each other from previous years.

A class that has repeated its student system...

Some Greater Lombard institutions do not follow the guidelines of a class; and the student is treated selectively in transfer. But there are also cases, and just as in Velenques, that the class is the definition of the student.

As of course as in this case.

Not bad...

I guess I'll be patient for the next development.

...

Once I entered the classroom, which was mostly filled with anxious students, I encountered the greatest discomfort: they looked expectantly and bewildered at the foreigner in their classroom.

It's a good time to ask yourself what to do...

A casual greeting?

Good morning or excuse me?

Maybe the typical stiff and friendly smile?

I shouldn't focus so much on the present moment because it will be forgotten later. But just as important is the first impression as part of the remaining school life and personal relationships; the natural social health of every human being.

But I'm certainly shy.

How unfortunate...

For a moment I was surprised by the coincidence, but it is real.

There was a person among the rows whom I managed to identify, but not me, since he seemed asleep; lying on the table.

It was Guffy.

It seems that it is not easy for him due to his evident exhaustive presence and small circles under his eyes.

At least there's someone I know in here.

Without looking at anyone and with my head down, I walked towards the end of the first row to my right.

An empty seat next to the window.

The famous place of the unsociable.

The gazes judged every movement and my facet from different angles was detailed.

Be it a real one or internal prejudices, it is not comfortable at all.

As he remained silent along with a modest observation, he captured small murmurs from all frontal directions.

Until not long ago they seemed to be cheerful, but now I am the new student causing such a drastic atmosphere.

Was it rude not to say anything like the typical shy person?

I don't remember being in the wrong room.

I listened carefully to the guidance from the coordinator himself in the staff room.

...: Good morning students of class 4-A.

It was the first thing that was heard after the starting bell at 09:00AM; and a woman entering the room on time with several papers on her right forearm.

...: My name is Kaley, and for those who are new students, I have been the representative teacher of this class for two years.

Kaley: I'm happy to continue being your guardian.

He says after a courteous bow as a greeting to all those present; and who, smiling with apparent happiness, did not seem to harbor dissatisfaction.

Kaley: Before starting the class, one of our students left the institute and in his place we have a new member after two years.

Instantly she located me and directed me with gentle urging.

Kaley: Please stand up and introduce yourself properly.

...?

Hey?!

It is not at all funny to respond to your highly praised formality of a social group, and even less so for me.

It's too annoying, but there doesn't seem to be any other option...

What should I say?

... Everyone is looking at me.

Mikael: It's a pleasure to be here, my name is Mikael Forest and this is my hometown. I don't really have much to say, but I do hope to finish school with you and be a part of your friendship.

I will not say anything that I consider unnecessary, and even if this sounds common to critical expectations.

Kaley: You are always welcome. "Smile warmly"

Not many teachers are so peculiar in their work life. But the act is appreciated.

At that moment Guffy turned her gaze to me and waved casually from her seat with her hand; positioned in front of me diagonally right.

He didn't seem surprised to see me.

Maybe you already saw me at the entrance ceremony.

I bowed my head slightly to return the greeting and continued looking at the class blackboard.