Fumizuki Academy. A school considered infamous by reputation, due to its somewhat questionable system. At some point in time, they assumed a unique grading system. Students' grades were not limited by a maximum of 100, rather there was not limit; students were allowed to as many questions as possible within an allocated time.

Thus, those who have might have been considered honor students in their previous schools, worthy of receiving scholarships within the best schools in Japan, perhaps even abroad, became just another face in the crowd, just like that. So it was safe to say that transferring to it so suddenly in the third year wasn't the most sane of ideas.

Such was the case for Ryuhei Tamaki. At the behest of his parents, he transferred to Fumizuki after they decided that some competition was necessary for his grades to improve.

Walking towards the front gate that morning was the relaxed visage of Ryuhei Tamaki. Wearing his old dull blue uniform, the boy stood out from those around him, who were wearing Fumizuki's standard black blazers. As they passed him by, Ryuhei noticed that they all looked tense, and some of them looked like they hadn't slept in weeks. Ryuhei paid them no mind however, and continued walking at his regular pace.

He had remembered what that one teacher, Ms Takahashi said when he and his parents went to survey the school. That Fumizuki had a special Placement Test at start of every year, which determined their place at the academy, which Ryuhei had initially presumed were simply arranged alphabetically, like any other school.

Ryuhei had at this point, passed the gate. Strangely, in his direct line of sight wasn't trees or pavement or even sky for that matter, just black and white fabric.

Only after a moment did he realize he walked into a teacher. To Ryuhei, the well-built man in front of him seemed as tall as Tokyo Tower, since he wasn't exactly tall himself. After he cleared his throat, the man began speaking in an deep, intimidating voice. "You, you must be the transfer student. Ryuhei Tamaki?"

After admiring the man's impeccably stony expression for a few seconds, Ryuhei spoke up. "Yes sir! Ryuhei Tamaki from Sendai Nika High School!" He said, addressing the tall man like how a cadet would address a drill sergeant. Surprisingly unfazed, the man cocked an eyebrow questioningly. "Um...my dad told me to address the teachers here like this...sir." he squeaked, halfway pulling his arm down.

The man sighed, "No need. I came down here to make sure your not one of the troublemaking types, unlike some people I know." He grumbled.

"Uh, yes sir." Ryuhei picked up his pace from a relaxed stroll up to a near jog as he approached the main door. Looking back, he could see the tall teacher yelling at a brown haired boy, who seemed to have been late. 'I wouldn't want to be that guy', he said to himself. After asking for directions from a passing teacher, Ryuhei made his way to Class 2-D. Opening the sliding door, he entered the room warily. It wasn't particularly full yet, so he doesn't appear to be late, but better safe than sorry.

He sat himself down on an empty chair near the window. He scanned his surroundings; a bespectacled student who sat in the chair next to him was reviewing notes, a red-haired boy who was sitting at the back seemed to chewing something, perhaps gum, and a student whose purple hair was trimmed into a bowl cut was wearing a grin that seemed almost arrogant but calm. After a few minutes, the class started filling up completely, and a teacher was, soon enough, already standing beside the podium.

"Alright, everyone please be quiet," the plain man said firmly. "you can all please pull out your stationery, and Sakamoto throw away that gum."

'Sakamoto...so that's his name, huh?' Ryuhei thought as he saw the red-haired boy go out for a few moments before coming back in.

"So as you may already know," the teacher continued, "today will be the day of the Placement Test. For those who may have not been informed this test will determine what class you will be placed in, depending on your score." The teacher started passing around the test papers, each student receiving two papers. After passing them around, the teacher glanced at his wristwatch, "you may begin...now."

Ryuhei, in a somewhat dramatic fashion, flipped the sheet around. Printed on it were questions he had answered many times before. 'This should be easy,' he thought. He began by writing his name, then carefully analyzing the first question. It was Math. 'Not my strong suit, but...' he scribbled away at the questions, calmly answering them onw by one.

After the fifth question, he clearly noticed that something was wrong. There was a strange buzzing noise coming from his right side, and sure enough, the bespectacled student from before was buzzing through the questions like nobody's business. And at his side , sat dozens of papers that were forming a pile that was quite formidable in size.

Ryuhei was flabbergasted by the speed at which the boy was finishing the test. It's as if he was moving at the speed of light! 'What the hell is this guy!? Well, whatever! I won't lose either!'

After the test had passed, Ryuhei had finished 21 pages, while the student, whose name he would later learn was Toshimitsu Kubo, finished nearly 4000.

'What is this place!?' Was all he could think.

And so it begins ladies and gents! The first of hopefully many chapters in this fic. True story, I pretty much just made one of those OC fics that are a dime a dozen on here . But hopefully, even just out of sheer curiosity somebody will check this out.

For some clarification, this fic doesn't follow the ending to the light novels since I haven't read those yet, so basically everyone will be as we left it off in Season 2, except we're skipping ahead to the beginning of the third year if you couldn't already guess.

Enjoy!