Large white and silver building with 13 floors.
A large track and field, sports courts, culinary arts building, small park area, lunch zone.
Fountains with metal benches aligned along rose bushes for outdoor study hall.

Arriving at school just in the nick of time he leaps off his hover board putting it back in its cubical form and stuffs it in his pocket. He looks at the school and its surroundings noticing its wide size. His mobile device on his wristband begins to beep as he is trying to be contacted by Delivery Service. He presses a few buttons on the device and smiles. Almost forgetting what he's at Shourai Grounds for he quickly walks into the school looking for the bulletin board to see what group he'd be in. Truly he'd be in a surprise.

Class A... Class B... Whoa! I'm with all these people? WHOA! I'm with those two people?!

Looking at the bulletin board he first remembers Meru's voice during the first time of meeting her in the Game Department. The name "H-Hayama... Meru Hayama" just as she said it during that time ran in his head and secondly the voice of Phearis upon meeting him the first time ran in his head saying "I'm the library aid Phearis Teravore...you can call me Phearis however..."

Oh boy, I'm going to come out of this school possibly being the world's greatest mystery solver... That Hayama she was shy and I got to know her name but I'm sure theres a lot more to her. And Teravore, not so much more to know about him but he's scheming something, hopefully something good.

Before sighing and shaking his head he begins to turn toward the direction of his homeroom and upon turning he sees Meru. He wonders if he should bother to say anything due to the look of irritation or perhaps utter shock appeared all over her face. He looked to both sides seeing if Phearis was around at all, but there was no sign of him so Quintan decided to walk to Meru's direction to greet her. After all she was Game Department's most favored customer wouldn't want her to stop coming because she didn't feel welcome. Quintan knew that thought was kind of absurd for someone to stop buying games because of not being told hi to, but he knew very well females are females and their actions can be absurd some... No most of the time.

Well, well if it isn't Ms. Hayama herself. I had no idea you'd be attending school here as well and it also seems we are in the same class.

Quintan just knew the days at school would all be something to remember but did he want that way? He didn't know himself but that didn't matter because he's here at school now, enrolled and everything might as well enjoy the school year.

::Entering Shourai::

*Phearis appears in the hall in his usual flame* so this is Koukou no Shourai...something is...off...*he continues down the hall and slows as he sees Quintan conversing with a young lady* hmm she seems rather fearful...and reserved...intriguing....it must be fate that we meet even more so if we end up in the same class...*Phearis reaches the bulletin and glances at the board noting his class and who was in it* Scry...*a whiff of flame engulfs the Class B roster before extinguishing itself harmlessly from the bulletin, he then continues on reaching Quintan and the young lady* hello Quintan, a pleasure meeting you again and miss Hayama...i believe we're in the class the three of us no?

:Jack enters:

As the images of the building started becoming larger in his view, he started channeling less and less energy into his feet, thus slowing down the effect of gliding as the laws of gravity slowed him down to a stop at the school entrance.

With a heavy sigh, Jack walked into the school to find out his classes.

***

As he walked the halls he found a bulletin board with papers tacked on to every inch of it. As he looked at the list of classes, he found them to be... only Class A, C, and D, with his name and Class B strangely missing from the board. How troublesome. Looking down the hall he saw three people conversing, most likely friends from before. Taking a second glance at the bulletin board, he found a slight trace of what looked to be a burn mark on the very tip of the Class A sheet.

Regardless, he set down the hallway, walking away from the group of people into what seemed to be an office. With papers strewn everywhere, coffee stains looking relatively fresh, and the disfigured sleepy look on the attendant, he didn't need his powers to know this woman was overworked.

"Excuse me ma'm."

As she looked up from her work, she attempted to put a smile on her face, but it failed in the end. The thought did count to him though.

"I'd like a few copies of the Class B roster sheet please." A simple request, he figured it was like asking him to build a sword while halfway asleep; easily and masterfully done. And it was, in a way.

"Certainly." The attendant saw no need to mince words as she clacked a few keys on her keyboard and out printed the class roster. As she handed them to him, he couldn't help but sympathize with this woman, he himself had been many times in over his head with requests and orders.

"Good luck, Miss Attendant." He thought as he strode into the hallway, copies in hand. Whoever disposed of the roster must still be in the school, and with one of the largest classes, he found himself posting copies of the roster through out the school, excluding the bulletin board. He made sure to post some on the hallway entrances, in order to make sure they were seen by his fellow classmates.

As he finished posting the roster, he walked toward the group of three people, but made sure to keep a cautious distance away from them as he sat down, back against the wall. After all, it could have been one person or a group of people intending to sabotage his classmates. As he waited for class to start, he could only ponder one thing.

"I wonder if there are any natural pink heads in this school..."

A blush began to spread across Meru's face as Quintan approached her as it always did when she got nervous.
"U-Um...Ohayo-Gozaimasu," she choked out a formal Japanese good morning.
Her eyes shifted to another figure that appeared.
"U-U-Umm...yes Indeed," she tried to smile as her lips twitched at the corner in shyness.

"Aren't you the new head of the Terivore household?" she asked lowly under her breath not expecting a reply, because it was probably a rumor that she had heard anyway.

Meru hoped and hoped that the teacher would arrive soon.
She wasn't very good with person-to-person contact.
Unless she was in her Waitress Uniform.
Then her eyes so happened to notice the assignment today...
Potion Study Group Assignment

*Phearis chuckled at the young lady as she stammered out her reply* well i wouldnt exactly say head...Phearis is my name...
(Her nervousness astounds me but i sense something with her...she'll be an interesting toy later on)
hmm Group Potion Study...well i hope you 2 dont mind me joining you...i'd hate to intrude but you see seem to be my only acquaintances at the moment...

#Daisuke enters looking around for the school bulletin board*
"......"
*he takes a good look around*

As Jack eavesdropped onto their short conversation, he caught wind of some names and today's assignment.

Group Potion Study...great. It seems like he would have to talk to others. He found this assignment too interesting to skip out on, but he still couldn't help but be suspicious of those people. He wouldn't risk exposing his powers so now, he would have to wait for a one on one with each person to try and determine their integrity. That, and he forgot his contacts to cover the glowy-glowy effect...

However, he would have to talk to them eventually, and he may as well start now. He stood up and walked the short distance over to the group of three people.

"Good morning."

Meru looked up at the person who approached them so suddenly as her cat ears sprouted and she sniffed him.
"Ahh..."
He smells nice...Like gasoline spilled in a cold room.
"Good morning," Meru smiled cheerfully.

(o.o spilled gasoline?)

*daisuke walks towards the bulletin board and examines them all*

As Meru's cat ears sprouted, he should have been surprised. Freaked out even. But no, he was more fascinated as to how they sprouted and where they went. What kind of technique did she use? Could it be replicated? What else could she-

He stopped his train of thought at the moment, feeling himself losing contact with the real world. He also realized she sniffed him, and felt himself grow self-conscious at the thought of his shower not hiding his mechanic smell. Long nights spent in the workshop weren't exactly herbal scented now.

While not wanting to talk to people, he couldn't ignore a warm welcome from a pretty woman, so he decided to apologize for his odor.

"Sorry if I smell, it's hard to get the smell of a workshop off."

Meru shook her head as she stood in an attempt to see eye to eye (he was much taller).
"Don't apologize," she nervously ran her fingers through the back of her hair.
"I love the smell of gasoline,"
Hayama shook her head in dismay, this was not how to introduce yourself.
"Umm...I apologize for my manners. I'm Hayama Meru." she extended her fragile hand to him.

This woman was quite interesting to say the least. Very few women liked the smell of gasoline nowadays, and she even seemed a bit shy. If she only had pink hair...

Focus. She just said something before and after gasoline. Respond or face the consequences of an ignored woman.

"Jack. No need to apologize, I love how gasoline smells too." He replied as he shook her hand.

another person...(another cautious one....this one even moreso than Quintan, [does a mental tongue click]. o well a game isnt fun without wild cards...)
im Phearis Teravore...simply Phearis for informal purposes...hmm i dont recall or feel you either...interesting....

Meru blinked twice with a smile.
"That's awesome, hmm...you don't have a last name Jack?" her head tilted to the side curiously.
As she hadn't noticed.
The group assignment was to be done in pairs...
Phearis and Quintan knew each other...that much was certain.
So...why not Meru?

"Um...Jack...? I was wondering...
If I'm not a burden to you..." she fiddled with her fingers shyly.
"I was wondering if you would be interested in being my partner for the Potion Study?"

I am so sorry Big Brother...
I really am nothing like you...
You were so smooth and charming...you never had these problems...
Everyone lined up to speak with you...and me?
I bring shame to the Hayama name. A crippled social...

Quintan couldn't help but let out a small laugh at how nervously Meru had said good morning to him. It was a bit of surprise that he could still be really that nervous with him still after meeting in the Game Department.

I must be honest with you how exactly do you plan to make it through the school year if your that nervous with people? I think we'll have to work on that.

His smile slowly disappears once Phearis's voice is heard. Not because he doesn't like Phearis but whenever he is around a spark of seriousness always hits Quintan. He turns to look at Phearis to be sure it's him and indeed it is.

Phearis, the librarian, I have to admit even after you told you were going to attend here I didn't fully believe it to be possible. But here you are so I guess I must have to believe it. What are you looking at Meru?

He looks in the direction she is looking and sees the assignment on the board. Potion Study? What's this? This class surely would be one of Quintan's most hated classes. What use would he need with potions? He'd be better off learning how to make oil but he let's go and accepts the fact almost no one ever likes every single class they tend at school and this so happened to be one of them for Quintan. He begins to enter the classroom before being greeted by Jack. This was a strange face it was probably better it be this way it was too coincidental that the two people he met yesterday just so happened to be here at school.

Good morning sir, nice meeting you. Is it your first time here? Although we all should be getting to class, don't wanna be late on the first day.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. It took every inch of his being not to jump back from the vibes this dude was giving off, and even then he still had to cover his eyes when he felt them activate. What was this dude...

He still had to respond, and attempt to explain his sudden actions. Improvisation time...

"Hello Phearis, nice to meet you. Gah, seems like no sleep has caught up to me..."

Decent, but still sorry excuse.

As for Meru's request, it wouldn't be very himself to deny a pretty girl now.

"Nope, no last name. Sure. Just give me a sec, my eyes are killing me all of a sudden." He could've swore he felt something from Meru other than warmth, but his senses were still reeling from that Phearis, he'd need some time to adjust his powers.

He nodded an affirmative to Quintan as he walked into class.

sleep eh? tis wouldnt be very good particularly for the first day of school...if you wish i could help remedy you of your fatigue...*smiles coyly like a cat baiting a mouse, he walks calmly with the others*
(hmm truly cautious indeed in fact if i didnt kno any better i'd say he had empathy based abilities...no one has had that kind of reaction to me since i was exiled...)
*in his concealed excitement a brief wave of silver fire runs through his hair before dissipating*

Despite the constant shyness of Meru he would've felt better off being with her than with... Phearis. The guy is full of something not mysterious but like he's trying to dig into him and not only him but everyone else he comes in contact with. One thing was for certain Quintan wasn't sure if he'd be able to focus correctly in potion study. It's one thing to dislike the class and another adding on with a guy your suspicious about. Quintan looks at Meru as she seems to be remembering someone, someone close hopefully that person was still there with her. Quintan has someone to who he really misses, she's still alive but he can't see her. Not yet at least.

Alright Phearis, so your going to be my partner huh? You seem like a guy who could really understand this stuff, so I'll be relying on you today just in case I don't understand something. You can probably help me "recall" some things.

Quintan didn't know, well no, he did know why he used that word "recall". It was back in the library when Phearis used it on him. It just so happened that word slipped out of Quintan's mouth perhaps to counter Phearis's unknown methods. It was strange though Quintan really doesn't know what Phearis is up to, could it have been out of natural human instict or impulses that the word came out? Who knew, but hopefully Phearis didn't take it as an offense, Quintan really would need help in Potion Study class. He sighs again clearing his mind from all his thoughts and walks into the class taking a seat in the back. Soon as he sits down, he remembers what he forgot at home. All his pens, pencils, and paper. Really? On the first day of school, already missing out on pens and paper. It was going to be slightly embarrassing to ask someone to borrow those items on the first day but it had to be done.

Great, so this is the start of my day. I'm waiting for the better part of it. Gotta go through the bad to get to the good, or at least that's what they always say.

This was bad. Every time this dude made some subliminal action, it felt as if every fiber of his body was telling him to not trust Phearis. But he had learned something. Tomorrow, he was bringing his contacts, then he could glow all he wanted in front of Phearis.

But for now, he would have to settle for politely declining.

"No thanks, I think I just need to sit down and enjoy the first school day." What he didn't know was that he'd be studying the body language of most of the people in the class to determine if Phearis had any...similar...friends. With the exception of Meru and Quintan, Meru for obvious reasons, and Quintan on a guess that he was just as suspicious of Phearis as he was...then again that was only a guess.

Maybe he'd need to talk to Quintan sometime, get to know him a bit better and see if his guess was right.

All of this only reminded him to exercise Rule 2 of his training: Caution.

"Meru, can we sit on the right in the back?" It would give him the necessary items; time and a vantage point to study the people in class without raising too many heads for staring.

"I-I-I'm here..." Meru responded.

Yea, I'm here..

Quintan says out of annoyance. One he didn't like her demeanor and two could teachers really come dressed like that? If so whats next, an elderly teacher in booty shorts? Oh the horror, the horror indeed. Quintan was hoping that surely would not be the case he'd probably die to see a teacher like that.

Phearis, you can beg to differ if you want but I look the look of that skull bottle. I know nothing about potions so I'm just relying on looks. The purple one with the pentagram icon on it looks alright but I still think the skull beats it in overall shape and what not.

Quintan, being close to the wall since he's at the back of the room causes his chair to lean back on its two back legs and with the back of the chair pressed against the wall allowing Quintan to have a sort of laying down feel. He stretches out his legs and puts them on the table relaxing comfortably awaiting what potion Phearis would choose.

"Present ma'm."

As any hot-blooded male, he couldn't stop his thoughts...or blood from going down as he looked over the teacher. What he was more concerned with though, was his interests in potions, more specifically, his lack of interest in them. Anything he didn't use while inventing tended to bore him a bit, so he hoped his partner was interested. If anything, he would make up her lack of interest in another class, which was hopefully something we was interested in.

But, he was getting ahead of himself. She may not even like Potion Study...