"Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?"

~ Andy Warhol

The students of Gekkoukan High School returns after summer break. There's great diversity of personalities when it comes to the word "school." Some were excited to see their friends, others still have summer fever within their minds, or they might be angry to deal with boring classes. Nevertheless, everything must come to an end once every while.

One student was no other than the female, Minako Arisato. Unlike many students, she was a recent transfer student with positivity last semester. She's strong-willing, happy all around, and adorably cute. For a cutie her size, she knows how to kick ass at midnight with her wild card ability.

Minako was informed the day before to give some paperwork to what seem out of ordinary. The job offering for the art department of Gekkoukan High was quickly taken after the old art teacher left all of the sudden before summer vacation began. As the brunette finds the art room with the loaded paperwork, she was informed by the female teachers that she would know him when she saw him. "W-What is that even suppose to mean, anyway...?" She said to herself as she turns another corner.

After a series of peeking through classrooms, finding the new art teacher, she finally in the second to the last room she spotted him. She slightly chokes up as she stared at him. He's physically appeared well built, not having too much muscles compare to the white hair boxer Minako knows. His skin was purely pale white, not even a hint of color was in sight. The color of his hair was snow white but was given some light blond colors on certain strips of his hair. When the man turns his back away from the door, his facial features are reveal under a full moon. As Minako expected, he has albinism. He lacks pigment to any parts of hair, so the light-colored blond was just an extra. The man was wearing a white turtleneck with a beige-color coat, covering most of his skin. Next came his turtleneck tucked inside his black pair of pants. Finally, with a little touch, he wore a black pair of boots, not that visible.

The man was staring at Minako as he adjusted his blue frame glasses. His pastel pink-colored eyes stared in a calm manner before he smiles. The brunette stared back him, starting to feel a warmth feeling on her cheeks. 'Now I see what they mean... W-Wow... H-He is gorgeous..." Minako thought as she cleared her throat. "M-Mister Wallace?" She said as she slowly took steps into the classroom. Minako stop at her place as the man walked in a formal manner as he leans forward to stare closely at... her hair. He places his hand on his chin, then he tilts his head side to side. "You're ponytail of yours is not exactly symmetrical." He spoke in a slightly deep, yet British accent as he started to chuckle. Minako was a bit thrown off when he said her hair was asymmetrical as she tucked at her hair a bit. She listens to the man's mumbles. He seems to be complaining slightly by the amount of paperwork as this was 'another collection' with the other papers he earned.

The red-eyed brunette started to tucked her ponytail to make it symmetrical as possible as the art teacher calmly lifted Minako's burden of carrying stacks of papers. She calmly spoke. "I'm sorry about the paper work, Sir. I really am..." Minako started to form a smile as she continues. "I was told to see if you needed any help with mapping out the school, or getting supplier. The student council president, Mitsuru Kirijo, was going to help you instead of me. However, she had other things to tend to...so here I am." Soon, Minako realized that she forgotten to introduce herself to the art teacher as she slightly blushed. "O-Oh. My name is Minako. Arisato Minako."

"Ah." The man calmly gasps unemotionally. His mouth curls up into a small smile as he has his hand on his hair, scratching for a bit before he moves out his bangs for a quick moment. "Well then, allow me to introduce myself." He let his hand from his hair slowly come down to touch his chest, pretending that he's touching his own heart. "My name is Nathair Wynter Wallace, but you must refer me as Mr. Wallace during school hours. I recently returned to the country where the sun rises, so you may correct me if I'm not pronouncing the Japanese language correctly, Arisato."

Minako slightly started to blush up even more. The art teacher named Nathair was rather attractive. The atmosphere Mr. Wallace creating felt relaxing. His calm, lay back attitude gave her a sense of peace, unlike the other teachers at the school.

It was then the British-accent albino poked the red-eye's brunette as she snaps out of her thought. "Shouldn't you get to class soon, Arisato? The bell might ring anytime soon."

Minako jumped as she realized. The new teacher had been interesting enough to distract her from school for a moment. "Y-Yeah, you're right!" She quickly bowed before she made her way out to the hallway. "I'm going to be in your fourth period class, Mr. Wallace. It was very nice to meet you." She said with a sunshine smile on her face.

Nathair calmly nods as he saw her leave. It was then he went over the papers. Nathair sighs as he takes off his glasses and set it down on his table full of papers. Slowly, Nathair pulls out a photograph back when he was in high school ten years ago. His pink-eyes look up at the ceiling, mumbling to himself. "And I came back..."

Hello there, and thanks for reading Euphonious! This is based on a memorable literal role play I remember ever so clear. Oh, I wish I could talk to her once again, but this will be tribute to our friendship and our skills put to the test. Overall, it was one of the great experiences I've ever did in my years of storytelling.

I would like to say that I do not, or have I ever, own the Persona Series or the Megami Tensei series by Atlus. I am not employed in Atlus or any such. This is purely fan fiction and tributes, nothing more than that! The only character I owned is Nathair Wynter Wallace, as well as other characters that will be mention throughout this series.

If you have anything to say, you can review this story! With you're guys help, I'll feel the motivation to continue this series and improving my grammar and such. Please, please, PLEASE... be nice at all times. If you have anything bad to say, I would suggest not to review this story or refrain your actions of any such. I will not tolerate poorly, bad behavior at all times.

Overall, I would like to once again thank you guys for reading the first chapter of Euphonious! The next chapter will come around sooner or later, but not as late as a month!

~ Lady Fala