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04/04, 23:56

M.Arisu

hey... anybody who's awake to see this. hope you're not having too much trouble sleeping.
get rest when you can. work together when you can.
all we can do is keep trying, but i'm hopeful for this year.
feels weird to say... but it's all going to be gone soon, so...
anyways.
see you at school tomorrow.

Any replies on the forum go unresponded, and at the stroke of midnight, the past year's worth of messages are completely gone from the PDA forum, including any sent over spring break. Hope you have a good memory if you were in the middle of a conversation! Though you should really be in ...whatever you've managed to make your bed... because tomorrow is a big day.

04/05, 06:00

The silence continues until six in the morning with the toll of the clock tower bells, and anybody near the locker area will hear two women in mid-conversation as they phase through the front doors, heels clicking on the ground: "-—didn't even have the decency to finish the job! And now I have to— oh, stop crying, for goodness' sake! I swear—" It's a one sided conversation, mostly, and one that stops short the moment the women spot the students lingering around. While the younger woman, recognizable as the assistant principal, hurriedly scrubs at her face with her sleeves, the unfamiliar older woman with the oddly dissonant voice scowls intensely. "I don't need this on the first day of school! Students trespassing over break! I can't believe it! I don't have time for this—" she huffs, shaking her head and stomping down the hall towards the faculty office. "Miss Nene, I expected better of you! And you! Miss Ritsuka— the two of you shall report to the faculty office after the entrance ceremony. I expect a full report of everybody involved. Now behave yourselves and go to the auditorium."

Goodbye...

The assistant principal is left behind and looks confused and distraught. She sniffles and ducks her head a little, draws a shaking breath and stands a little taller. "I'm so sorry. I'll hear you all out after- after this is done. Alright?" She too heads towards the faculty office, trying her best to smile at those she passes by. While they may be followed, they seem to phase through the faculty office doors which remain closed and locked, and cannot be interacted with until after the ceremony.

Until then, other students start to filter through the front door, seeking out friends and chatting about their breaks, remembering about homework and asking if anybody actually did it so they can copy off them before classes start, laughing at any mention of being locked inside the school all break because what?? that's silly. A handful of students wear yellow armbands on the left sleeve of their uniform, marking them as members of the student council, and these student council members go around finally removing the gorinto from the window sills, tossing the rocks into a bag without any apparent ill effects, and collecting the snacks in a separate bag— though they'll offer the food to anybody they pass who looks hungry enough. Which is a lot of you. One or two might give a short lecture about the importance of eating breakfast to start the day off right. Other student council members busy themselves in the locker area, posting the new homeroom assignments and updating the school calendar to reflect exam dates and breaks for the coming year, or help setting chairs out in neat rows in the auditorium in preparation for the entrance ceremony.

04/05, 08:00

The opening ceremony starts at 8, with students and staff moving to the auditorium to sit with their homeroom class, calling characters out by name and dragging them over to their seat— physically if need be, and they're much stronger than they look. Unlike the graduation ceremony, characters are not forced to come to the entrance ceremony, but the moment they take a seat, they find that they can neither speak nor get up again until the ceremony is over.

The assistant principal stands behind the podium on stage, looking rather nervous as she glances down at the watch on her wrist for it to be time, and clears her throat before addressing the room. "Yogen High welcomes you, all our new students," she pauses, beaming at the row of first year classes before her gaze sweeps over the rest of the student body, "our transfer students, our returning students, our... repeat students..." Looking at you, Norton, Gawain, Abel... "I, um. You may have noticed that I am standing in for our principal today, who is currently... unavailable... and didn't exactly leave any notes to go off of..." She wilts a little, but trucks on nonetheless and continues the address, promising that the teachers will pass along any important announcements, expressing her belief in the potential of young minds, and wishing everybody a fulfilling school year. The ceremony concludes in a little under an hour, and the spell binding the students to their seats is broken, allowing everybody to rise and leave.

School lets out for the rest of the day with classes starting the next morning, and while many students take the opportunity to leave, some linger around the school. Gossip is flying already with news of the transfer students caught breaking into the school over break and what punishments they might get, rumors of what happened to the principal ranging from a family emergency to hospitalization to death, complaints about the water pipes not getting fixed over break, and general excitement over upcoming events listed on the bulletin board by the lockers, in particular new club advertisements, fortune telling ads, and a Charity Auction to be hosted the Monday after Golden Week next month.

April

School is school... The first thing teachers ask at homeroom Tuesday morning is for students to hand in their spring break homework. Didn't do it? You're on their shit list now. Characters are not forced to attend class, but patrolling faculty and student council members will heckle any truant students into going and can be a pain to deal with. Classes aren't taught terribly, though. The second year math teacher has a knack for easily digestible explanations, even if she writes and erases the board a bit too quickly to copy. The third year literature teacher combines weekly analytical essays with film studies, and is showing Child's Play, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, The Silence of the Lambs, and Where the Red Fern Grows this month. The first year biology teacher brings eyeballs and frogs and rats for dissection during anatomy lessons, and if you have a special request for a specific eye color, give him a day or two and he can deliver. 2-A's homeroom teacher can be seen stealing chalk from each of the second year classroom she rotates through and is offering extra credit to any students who sneak her chalk without asking questions.

New students will quickly learn that merit points are awarded for a full day's attendance, turning in homework, participating in class and clubs, scoring 80% or higher on quizzes and exams, etc. Less predictably, the PDA may sometimes ping for a single merit point when hanging out with a friend or arguing with a classmate, with stronger emotions (positive or negative) when interacting with somebody else more likely to trigger a point, and if students are abusing this system, it's kept out of the faculty's eyes. As the month goes on, sometimes a student comes to class with a cut eyelid, or a busted lip, or bandages wrapped thick around a wrist, but they always deny anything more than clumsiness or an accident or having pets who very aggressively show their love. Sometimes it's harder to hide, when a bloody nose drips onto the ground or bleeding knuckles brush against the wall, and those near enough to see blood touch the building will find that everything sort of... shifts... Just for a second. The feeling of vertigo that stops almost as soon as it begins, the world tilting without slotting back into alignment. You feel a bit nauseous. Just a little.

You go to the bathroom to splash water on your face and the pink looks a little darker, a little more solid. On the fourth floor, the water has stopped running in the bathroom sinks altogether, and students are told to go downstairs to do their business so that they may wash up after. With more students milling around the bathrooms, it's much easier to notice that people's reflections in the mirrors are just a bit off, lagging that split second long enough to be impossible to ignore once aware.

Every day you have homework. A new essay for something or other is assigned each week. Nobody wants to do group projects with a slacker who can't promise to meet up after school to get it done. Like clockwork, the school empties out at 6 PM each school day, leaving those behind to their own devices. There is no school on Sundays. Golden Week marks the end of the month, and guess who's going to be stuck at school for an entire week with only vending machine junk food to live off of if they aren't able to make progress concerning their living situation? Yeah.

Charity Auction

At least students have the charity auction to look forward to and work towards. Information about the auction set on May 10 can be found on the bulletin board, and appears to be put together by the student council as an annual event and an incentive for students to start the year off strong in earning merit points. Both students and staff are encouraged to donate to the auction, with the items collected and put on display in the auditorium behind locked glass cases. On May 10, students will be able to bid on items using their merit points, those who donate will receive 10% of the winning bid towards their item, and the school will match donations 100 to 1 point with proceeds going towards the "Save A Brain Foundation."

Throughout the month, glass cases lining the walls of the auditorium start to fill up with donations. The most popular donations seem to be physical items: possessions such as jewelry or gaming consoles, or artistic creations such as hand sewn clothing or paintings. There are placeholders for things that can't be put on display all month, such as placards with a picture or description of homemade food that won't be prepared until the auction date, or the promise of fishing lessons with the guidance counselor or a dinner date with the school principal (pending availability). At the back of the room stands the largest case, with the skinny black cat often found lying on top of it as if guarding it, although it will run away when approached.

Inside the case is a body.

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[Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Abel. He's not gonna tell you that's his name. He's aware, and he thinks it's funny.]

Hohoho, I am, actually~! The Vice Principal seems quite at her wits' end, so I thought that perhaps I would gift her with a jar full of them each week. Each one has a nice note for her to cheer her spirits a bit, and it would seem she's taken to quite a liking to them.

[Whenever she passes him in the hall... Or he comes to the faculty office for whatever reason... She shows him her notebook, which has them taped on it. It's so cute. If he were inclined, he might date her.]

I wouldn't mind the hand, if you need something to do during the dreadful night.

[he's already teachin iria at night he might as well get a lil gang going]

[ oh... my god??? this is the cutest thing he's ever heard in his whole life...??? White......??

Abel just. stares, for a moment. because

.........his heart, ]

[ and then he's leaning down to gently capture this pure boy's hands, his eyes shimmering with touched tears.... ]

Th... that is so-- [ a choked noise, as tries to contain himself...?! ] --Are you kidding?! I would love to help!! Please, you'll have to show me what you've been doing - that poor woman looks like she's terribly overwrought and I bet she truly appreciates your thoughtfulness...

[Got 'em. Less work for him, in the long run..
♪

White grins brightly, really playing up that pure, sweet boy now, and takes one hand out from Abel's grasp to lay it right back on for a gently squeeze.]

Thank you ever so much, kind sir. I do think she seems a little better in the mornings now, and that only makes me happy as well. Will you handle carrying the paper once we've obtained it? I'm afraid I can't hold as much as I'd like, hohoho.

[This is great.]

[ abuse this to its fullest extent... he's fallen hook line and sinker!! wow,

Abel is all too eagerly and vigorously nodding his consent, looking into those eyes with the utmost sincerity, ]

But of course~! Please, I'd be happy to... Honestly, you'll have to let me know if there's anything else you need help with, you know...? We really ought to be looking out for one another around here, what with all the... [ these are some vague, sweeping gestures with one hand, the other still occupied with clutching ~meaningfully~ to White's, ] --um, you know. Have you been getting enough to eat...? Ah-- I'm sure you miss home, right...?

[ this is a whirlwind of emotions. a whirlwind. ]

[This is so much. It's oddly cute.]

I've been a little lacking in food these days, as many of my once-friends have become confounded by my lack of "hangout" time past the school's closing hour, but I suppose you could say I have just enough to get by... [nevermind that he literally does not need to eat due to Reasons] I think what I am most in need of, however, is a comfortable resting spot. The nurse might get worried if I sleep there too often.

[NEVERMIND THAT HE ALSO DOES NOT NEED TO SLEEP, DUE TO REASONS.]

[ oh, no. oh no, this simply won’t do. a small cute child who needs to both eat and sleep - because those are things this definitely child-shaped, definitely legit-child absolutely must do - can’t be neglected of these utter necessities!! Abel is making a soft, chiding noise, ]

Well~! You and I will simply have to fix that, now won’t we...? I bet we could figure out somewhere at least moderately comfortable for you to get some rest... and! Miss Iria is in the habit of cooking a nice, warm meal in the cooking club room after school every day! As long as you aren’t a terribly picky eater, I’m sure it’ll be to your tastes. I think she’s quite a good cook, personally...

[ that’s right, that’s right, ask and ye shall receive a fretful priest’s most earnest mother henning... ]

[this is so good. it's just like home with the humans, except this guy doesn't know he's an old powerful wizard worth fearing.]

Iria, you say? She and I have met, actually -- we spent the night crafting paper stars together. She's quite lovely, in both looks and heart. I'll have to drop by sometime to sample her cooking, hohoho. It pleases me to hear you're acquainted as well.

[ oh, imagining this lad and Iria crafting together?? soft and cute... ]

I'd say it's a small world, but... considering we're all stuck in here together, I shouldn't be surprised we'll all make the rounds, hm? [ for better or for worse, hm... trapping a bunch of mostly-teenagers together in close quarters... smh, he's not looking forward to the inevitable tempers flaring if this continues much longer, ]

--Ah, but in any case... I'm sure she'd be more than happy if you were to stop by and get a warm meal in you, um-- actually, did I catch your name...?

[ yeah WHITE what is your name, huh, ]

You did, hohoho! I don't believe I was given yours, however.

[nice TRY abel]

--Ah! You're right about that, it's rude to ask for introductions without offering one first, isn't it? Manners, manners...

[ he's brushing his hand against his uniform (as if it's... dirty??) before offering it out with a warm, far too bright smile. White!!! hello!!! officially, ]

I'm Abel - Father Abel Nightroad, at your service~! I'm a touring priest with the Vatican, a Virgo, and I like long walks on the beach in the moonlight! [ why does this sound like a dating website intro?? ...j-just shake his hand, the sooner this is over with the sooner they can get on to making cute stars tbh, ] It's a pleasure to meet you~!

[a priest.........................................................

That's fine. That's charming. The churches where he's from world-wise range from cultish to the actual helpful, and Abel seems the latter. He'll shake the other's hand formally!!!]

And you as well, Father. May I ask what a Vatican is?

[and a virgo. But we can get to that, the Vatican part is what he needs to know to dub if you're like Riquet's sort of church or a better one.]

We can walk and talk, of course, as I do still need my colorful paper.

[He'll!!! Even hold Abel's hand as he tugs him along!!!]

O-oh...! You haven't heard of it? [ he looks a bit surprised-- and as he's opening his mouth to offer an explanation, White's hand slides into his...

they say his kokoro grew three sizes that day.

Abel's smiling pleasantly and all too happy to let his new little friend tug him along. he is a sucker... a sap... an absolute pushover for children... never let him find out White is a thousands-of-years-old gremlin, i'm crying ]

--Hey, but before all of that... you still haven't given me your name~! Come now, are you trying to hide it from me...? There's nothing to be shy about, aren't the two of us practically best friends by now?

[Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm he kind of reminds White of Figaro trying to play Good Boy From The South. It's charming, because his dear Figgy's an absolute shitchild with a good heart, but White'll keep an eye on Abel from hereon to see how much of a True Sucker he is.]

But I did give you my name, Father! It was the very first thing I said to you. My name is White.

What...? The first thing you said...? W-wait, I don't remember you saying your name, was--

[ ..............

w... whoops, ]

O... oh! Oh~! Oh, of course~! I knew that, naturally!! [ NATURALLY, ] I was just-- um. You know, making sure...? S-since customs can be a little... [ v-vague gesture, an awkward laugh HAHA sure you know how it is, these different... worlds and all that-- ]

A-anyway, Mr. White, it's a pleasure~! I'm sure we'll be fast friends from hereon out! A real pleasure! The pleasure-est~!

[Hohoho. Nice save, he'll let you have it. Draggin' to the arts room let's GOOOOOOOOOO new father friend.]

I believe so as well~. Now, tell me again of this Vatican you travel with... and of Virgos, as that is something I haven't heard of as well. My world seems quite different from yours, hohoho.

[just explain the brief to him he's not gonna care one way or another if it's in depth]

[ perfect. 10/10 save. nailed it. clearly White bought the whole thing. he is smooth as butter.

Abel's falling into step alongside his smaller companion, and nodding vigorously. that's right, the Vatican, Virgos, mmhm, ]

Ah, right, right. Right! Well. Let's see... um... the Vatican is a sovereign state that governs over the Papal Territories, which is really just a fancy way of saying it's a world power ruled by the Catholic church! [ prodding at his glasses, he sends White a small glance to make sure he's not losing him here. because he assumes most kids glaze over at this kind of talk... ] And a Virgo is much more interesting~! It's an astrological sign? Have you heard of astrology...? It's a very legitimate and completely true science based on the stars and the time of year you're born, it can tell you all sorts of information about your personality, your habits, your love life... even your future. Amazing, right? Ah, space really is something, isn't it?

[This just gave birth to more new terms. Papal, Catholic... He sees... White seems inquisitive and bright, certainly listening earnestly to Abel's words, and at the astrology gasps a bit and nods.]

Oh, we certainly have the same in my own world! A dear friend of mine is quite famous for his work with the stars [and infamous for his later romance with the moon along with some other things], but that isn't the sort of divination that we normally use to discern the nature of others. What would my being born at the end of May tell you?

[thrilled to put all my money into getting both cards of him and his brother this year, tell ya what]

Ah! You see...? Some things transcend even different worlds~! Amazing, right? [ he looks enthusiastic about this!! wow!!! truly amazing. ] End of May, hm? I think that would make you a Gemini, but I'm not quite sure what that means. I'm not very knowledgeable about the whole affair, but I do like reading my horoscope. What sort of divination is your friend able to perform...? I'm quite curious now~!

[Gemini....... He will remember this.]

Murr himself isn't fond of looking into people's futures, I think... He was always more interested in being, or at least creating, the future. But I and my brother specialize in it, hohoho. All sorts, mind.

[ Gemini... the twins... what could they have meant by this, ]

--Wait, wait. WAIT. Mr. White, are you saying you tell fortunes...?!

[ his eyes.

are practically sparkling?? HELLO?? permit him to be so starstuck!! ]

Why didn't you lead with that?! C-can you tell mine?! Will I become rich and famous...?! Is there a whirlwind, high-octane romance in my future? P-please, there's so much I'm dying to know...!!

[Oh dear.

Well, his prophecies always came true at home, but that's because he used magic to divine them... White'll giggle, patting Abel's hand.]

Help me with my stars and I shall tell you anything you wish, Father. It'll be the least I can do for the favor.

[Carry his tons of colored paper... Get a fortune in return... Yes, that is fair.]

[ he's so excited aaahhh-- nodding vigorously with a new bounce in his step~! wonderful, wonderful, just say nice things White don't doom him White, you're going to be a bro about this right and give him a super nice fortune right, right White, ]

Ah, consider it good as done~! That sounds like quite the fair trade to me! Say, how does it work...? I mean, do you use the stars as well?

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