To most adults, their biggest problems in daily life constantly involved not being able to pay the bills or fighting with their spouses. To Yuu Nikaidou, the biggest problem in daily life revolved around children who were always disruptive.

See, Yuu Nikaidou was an eighth grade math teacher, and Yuu Nikaidou definetely did not aim for this career as an adolescent.

Eighth grade is such a dramatic year for the youth today as we know it. It was an overwhelming grade to conduct learning.

It was quite easy at first to Yuu as the students were quite quiet the first day of school, and then, soon afterwords, they had turned into mutant beasts who would not learn how to shut their disgusting, vile mouths. The students were savages, and Yuu simply couldn't wrap his head around it.

One of the things that made Nikaidou resent the students—in a sense—was their 'so-called' maturity. Yuu scoffed at maturity. How could he compare these children to young adults when he can't even get it in their brains that algebra problems are the least of their problems compared to the real world.

Kindergarteners seemed more mature than these savages who called themselves eighth graders. Some complained about the hard math problems on the board, and others complained about how they would have to run the mile in gym a few periods later. They were all far too pessimistic. Every time he let them be alone in the classroom, they would make noises so loud that even the farthest class down the corridor could hear their inappropriate conduct.

They cared about their looks. The girls took out their mirrors and did their hair. They winked at their crushed flickering their fake eyelashes back and forth when the teacher turned his back to the board. The guys played with their tech-decks, made sexual jokes with their buddies, and made bets with their friends whether the Dodgers would lose that big sports team. Then they wonder why they fail the big Algebra benchmark.

None of those kids really cared about school. They simply found it as somewhere to escape the 'wrath of their parents,' or to 'hang with my buds,' or whatever these children said these days. They never acknowledged learning. They chose to fail, and it's not like he could take that right away from them.

Believe it or not, they're were actually kids that did try in school. They were the nerds. They were the type of kids that went up to you and questioned how they could get extra credit to raise their A- up to an A+ and simply tried with all their strength to get on your good side; so much so that it would make you hate them more. They were those kids that rose their hand up and answered every question, and they answered it in such detail that even the teacher was shocked at how much they knew. Those kids were exceptional—sure—but, in eighth grade, all they cared about was hammering you with questions about the difficulties of high school, asking you about the requirements to graduate high school, go to college, and what grade you needed to get to make it to Geometry in 9th grade even though it was quite obvious that they would definitely pass.

It was like this every year and Nikaidou Yuu simply got used to teaching these subjects for 6 periods. Nothing had changed in these multiple nine-month-cycles until he met the kids that defied all set definitions of annoying and disruptive.

Nagihiko Fujisaki: clean, pristine, and ultimate geek of his generation.

vs.

Rima Mashiro: stuck up, chibi devil princess who simply didn't care.

Both placed in his last class of the day.

Greattttttttttttttttttttttt.