Being on a private island, Pokemon Education College had the benefit of modeling the school however they wanted with the space available. The school had built many facilities, intended for the use by students and staff alike to further grow their capabilities with Pokemon. Of course, not every student wanted to become a Pokemon trainer. Those that didn't prefer that lifestyle were in luck. The facilities constructed could meet ends meet, satisfying the future prospects of becoming even an actor! Thus, Pokemon Education College was not a trainer school with a prestigious air to it, but a universal Pokemon school with an expansive education.

The first day of school had come around at last. After months of going through applications and finally selecting candidates that showed promise, the students were finally selected and sorted into their classes. Now, students from all regions in this world were making their way to the school. Whether it be by boat or by plane, or Gyarados or Lapras. The ferry pier and plane runway allowed easy transportation for all.

On these free ferries and plane rides, were none other than the students of all years, excited or nervous to go to school. First year students held an air of caution and curiosity, often glancing out the window to see the island come to view. Their anxieties would wash away like the waves on the coast as they absorbed the sophisticated building that was the school. A pristine school with an advanced touch, the walkway from the pier and runway that was decorated with floral beauty, and the school gymnasium and stadium often seen on television.

Arriving to school was one thing, but classmates was another. There were five classes for each year, with a handful of students each. These were the people you would have to get along with for six whole years, along with their future Pokemon. And with every class of students, was a class teacher.

Miss. Penelope Cleur was a young teacher with two years under her belt. She specialised in IT work, and thus worked behind the scenes. Whether it be fixing the wifi settings on a computer or helping students unlock their e-handbooks, she was reliable at her job. She was passionate when it came to her line of work, and it was with both the efforts of her partner and her combined that they introduced the e-handbook to the school.

Miss. Cleur had a look that could be described as fresh, to help students feel at ease when talking to her. Her silky brown hair was tied into a simple ponytail, which went well with her green and white ensemble. She had gone with light colours, with a light green jacket, white shirt, pants, and sneakers. The sneakers were the same brand as Miss. White, 'Conversion'.

"I have to admit I am a bit envious you got to be a class teacher." Her partner, Mr. Eric Lynch had tilted his head from his computer to the left, getting the attention of Miss. Cleur who smiled. "I'm gonna be lonely." He added with exaggerated pain, which she giggled at.

"Eric, I only need to be with my class in the morning and afternoon…" She paused. "And when they get in trouble or need me for anything." Miss Cleur rolled her eyes in humour. "Besides, you're free to come over if you like. I'm sure my new class won't mind your company."

"But who will hold down the fort." Mr. Lynch gestured to the entire room. "You know how demanding our job is. If the internet is broken, every class would send a representative to us. I will take you up on that offer though." Mr. Lynch's blue eyes shined with gratitude at her gesture before he took a bite out of a sandwich he got for breakfast. "So when do you get to meet your class?"

"Fifteen minutes." She responded quickly, glancing at her watch. The time showed eight o' clock. The orientation assembly would begin very soon. Her eyes were focused on the computer screen but the sweat on her forehead gave away her mood. "You think I can do a good job?" She asked with doubt in her voice.

"I'm sure you can." Mr. Lynch didn't even have to look up from his screen. "You're a responsible person. You should be able to take care of twenty newbies."

"Responsible?" Ms. Cleur smirked. "You know you're telling that to someone who forgot to order the e-handbooks and had to rely on luck to have them delivered on time, right?"

"I know I am." He let out a laugh. "But they arrived on time anyway. Plus, you finally took the initiative to fix that broken watch of yours. It's always been one hour behind, hasn't it?"

"..." Miss. Cleur stopped typing at an abrupt stop. "I haven't gotten it fixed yet."

Mr. Lynch followed suit, abruptly ending his typing. He glanced at the corner of his computer for the time, and back at Miss. Cleur. "Penelope." He sighed.

She cursed as she made a beeline to the school hall.


"Miss. Cleur, you need to get rid of that watch, or have it fixed." Principal Pine sighed. This wasn't the first time Miss. Cleur had been late, or had completely missed out on an event because of her broken watch. "On top of embarrassing your class as being the only ones without their class teacher around, but I had Miss. White escort them. You know how bad she is with directions."

Miss. Cleur had her head down in embarrassment. The first time this happened, she had been incredibly ashamed. But now, the entire faculty had gotten used to her behaviour and adjusted by sending her any invitations an hour before the meeting time.

"My apologies, Principal Pine. It won't happen again."

Principal Pine sighed. Deep down, she knew it would unless she fixed her watch. "I'm sure if you go to the classroom by now, Miss. White should have finished escorting the class." She took out a clipboard with a single sheet of paper attached from her handbag and handed it to Miss. Cleur. "Your class list. Miss. White also brought the e-handbooks for you so you can distribute those as well."

"Thank you Principal Pine." She took the clipboard in earnesty before exiting the school hall. The first thing she did was skim through the list of names on the clipboard.

"Class 1-C." She read aloud to herself. "There should be around thirteen students in this one, and class numbers are organized by last names..."

Class 1-C

1. ARCANAS Airra Fei

2. GRIMES Harold

3. ISHIHARA David

4. KAISER Josef

5. KAMISHIRO Rachel

6. LAMBERT Adrian

7. LIU Holly

8. NAKAMURA Ebisu

9. SEIGERS Marlien

10. VALOS California

11. VIVEROS Kyle

12. WARD Eden

13. YANG Jun

"I'm nervous." Miss. Cleur thought to herself as she could see her classroom up ahead. A sign with the words '1-C' were printed in block letters, allowing her to distinguish the classrooms from each other. "I'll just have to do my best."

With resolve in her spirit, she opened the door with confidence. She strided into the room and looked at her students with a smile. Some had returned the gesture, whilst others were too shy or simply ignored it. She stopped at the center of the front and addressed her new class.

"Good morning class. My name is Miss. Cleur, and I will be your class teacher for the next few years. Now, how about we begin introductions?"


2 Hours Earlier

Eden Ward was extremely nervous to begin high school. But who wasn't? High school instilled a different fear in every student with their unique quirks and backgrounds. There was always the fear of fitting in, or making friends. Some might not be concerned about and instead be pressured by the idea of exams.

In Eden's case, the lack of sleep really took a toll on him. His dark brown eyes had faint eyebags. He finally fell asleep at midnight but he had to wake up at five in the morning to catch the bus for Canalave City from Sunyshore City if he wanted to make it on time for the ferry departure. His blond hair was messy, with strands all messily brushed to the right by his hand.

In his arms was what really took his attention. An egg incubator that he received as a present for getting accepted into Pokemon Education College by his parents. He never took the incubator with him outside of the house for two reasons. One, he was afraid of accidents. And two, going out was not something he did often unless it was for school.

"I wonder what Pokemon is inside." He murmured to himself as he could hear a horn bellow from the upper deck. Cheers from both the pier and ferry made it more evident that they were finally departing for the school island. His grip on the incubator tightened as people below deck went to the windows to wave their farewells to whoever dropped them off.

"Goodbye mom and dad. I'll see you during Christmas maybe." He glanced at the window, hoping his parents were doing well at work today. "Sucks you're both not here."

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A feminine voice called out to him from the aisle. He turned around to make eye contact with a slightly taller girl who was smiling brightly at him.

"No. Help yourself." He replied instantly, edging slightly toward the window to give her more room. She chuckled before sitting down and placing her bag under her chair. Upon settling down, she turned her attention to Eden with her light green eyes showing excitement.

"My name is Marlien Seigers. It's nice to meet you." She outstretched her hand which Eden shook. Her grip was fairly tight as she shook his hand with confidence. "But please, feel free to call me Mari."

"Um, hi Mari. I'm Eden Ward, but Eden is fine." He attempted to replicate a similar greeting which she clearly appreciated, nodding her head in gratitude.

Mari's lightly tanned skin complimented her look. A pale blue blouse shirt that went with her forest green overalls and grey sneakers. Anyone else who attempted this look would otherwise look like a painter who worked for the circus. Mari pulled it off with style, grey blonde hair and all.

"What city are you from? I come from Hearthome." She initiated the conversation yet again whilst tying her hair into a messy bun.

"Sunyshore. Your must have had the benefit of waking up a little later, huh." He grinned. This girl was simply charismatic, with her positivity being infectious.

"Sunyshore?! I never would have guessed by your skin tone. You look like you hail from Snowpoint." She added a wink to that last line which made Eden and a few neighbouring passengers groan at her pun.

"I don't go out a lot. Plus, the beach isn't for me." He shrugged, which Mari accepted before gazing at his egg incubator.

"Oh? That's a Pokemon egg!"

"No, it's a thunder stone." He said with sarcasm which Mari pulled her head back and laughed at.

"And your shirt and hoodie have Magneton prints." She countered, poking fun at his grey hoodie and maroon t-shirt with pokeball prints. "But when is it gonna hatch? Do you know what Pokemon it is?"

"I honestly have no idea - for both questions. I got the egg a month ago, but I never took it out with me."

"Then let's take a closer look, shall we?" She asked with a gleam in her eyes, whipping out a pair of black-rimmed glasses out of thin air. Before she could place them, a finger tapped her right shoulder which made her turn around to lock eyes with another passenger.

"Sorry, are you guys first years as well?" This passenger was seated on the other end of the aisle. Immediately, Eden noticed some similarities between the two. This inquiring passenger held a similar outgoing personality that Mari had, with her big smile brimming with her mood. Green eyes were another thing in common, albeit the shade where Mari's was light green whilst the other girl had a sharp green.

"I am." Mari nodded and turned to Eden. "You too?"

Eden nodded his head. "Yep."

"Great! My name is California Valos, but Cali is fine with me. I'm from Celestic Town." Cali was a redhead of similar height with Mari. Much like Eden and Mari, Cali was also of a skinny figure, and wore an average outfit consisting of a green hoodie and short shorts. Eden never knew what to call them but what really stood out was the design on Cali's hoodie, failing to notice some string around her neck.

In Unknown script, the words 'Celestic Town' were printed which caught both of their attention.

"You're from Celestic Town? It's pretty foggy there right? But I hear there are some rare Pokemon that can be found."

"You bet! Route 210 has a fair number of rare Pokemon. One time, I saw a Scyther!" Mari and Cali's eyes lit up before the latter took out a Pokeball from her waist. With a press on the button, the Pokeball increased in size and Cali released the Pokemon within.

With a flash of light, a Porygon appeared, its movements rough as it hovered in mid-air. Cali gestured to the Porygon with her right hand.

"This is Optic. My dad got him at Veilstone as my birthday gift."

Mari gave a wave to the Porygon which was ignored, and Eden simply looked at the Pokemon before Mari took out her own Pokeball. She closed her eyes as she began to introduce her partner.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you...Abra!" With the usual flash of light, an Abra appeared adjacent to Porygon with stars bursting from its appearance before fading.

"Was that a ball capsule?" Eden inquired, recognising the seals on Mari's pokeball. The Sunyshore market did sell a lot of those.

"That was magic." Mari boasted before whipping out a magician's wand and gesturing to Abra. "I got him two years ago as a gift from my parents as well. We're besties!" She hugged the Abra, who returned the gesture with an expression of joy.

"Cool, a magician? What other tricks do you have?" Cali inched closer to Mari from her seat as the magician began to go on about revealing more tricks in the future.

Eden on the other hand had begun to doze off. His five hours of sleep could not keep him awake any longer, as he closed his eyes and hoped he could wake up feeling refreshed. Mari and Cali's voiced became quieter to him as he fell into a quick slumber.


A trait of Pokemon Education College was that the institution accepted applicants from all over the globe. This included less commercial regions such as the Orre region. Not many students originated from Orre, mainly from the fact that they never bothered applying and how the league systems differed significantly compared to other regions, Alola included. They did not have an official Pokemon league, and the Pokemon were very limited. The ones that were accepted tended to have a sense of adventure for discovery.

Harold Grimes fell into this category, along with the scarce number of Orre students who also boarded the passenger ship to the school's island. He had been looking forward to the day when he could finally leave the region for a life exposed to Pokemon.

Currently, he was standing in front of the toilet mirror, making sure that he didn't look like a mess. He stared at his dark blue collared shirt, as though debating in his head before his partner Pokemon Sneasel tugged at his arm. He turned to her with an eye raised, asking her what she wanted to say. In response, the Sneasel made a gesture with their claws as though they were unbuttoning a shirt. Harold nodded his head and unbuttoned the second the button of his shirt, the orange bandana wrapped around his wrist brushing against his chest.

"Thanks, Shiva." The Seansel nodded as she returned to her pokeball. He took one last look in the mirror. His hair could use a trim at most, noting how it was reaching the back of his neck. Maybe the school would have a hair stylist hired. After all, the school was on a private island. His skin was also notably tanned, often being exposed to the sun whilst living at Pyrite Town.

Satisfied with his appearance, he went to exit the toilet, ignoring the squak his worn out grey shoes made when t made contact with the slippery floor. His guardian had always offered to buy him new shoes but he always declined.

The first question that popped to mind was how there were no more students below deck, which was strange considering how everyone was present five minutes ago. Unless the ship horn he heard had something to do with that…

"We've arrived!" He realized, running up the stairs to the upper deck to witness the school island at its glory.

Harold would be lying if he said he wasn't impressed. The ferry pier the passenger boat had docked at had a path that was decorated with the healthiest trees on the sides, connected with the path from the plane runway that led to the school as well. It was almost overwhelming, seeing all the huge facilities take up several yards of land. Adjacent to the runway was a Pokemon stadium similar to the ones that you watch on broadcasted Pokemon league tournaments. Next to it was what he assumed was the school gym, with a proper running track and possibly a swimming pool on the rooftop.

And then there was the school. Pokemon Education College had no doubt what was a modern school design. It was a typical cuboid shape, painted white with many clear windows on the exterior that showed the classrooms and other facilities the school had to offer indoors. There were also two buildings connected to the school, but he wasn't sure what they were. One was exposed to a field, while the other had a path to a forest like area.

He didn't realize that he was running down the stairs that led to the ferry pier when the captain yelled at him to stop running. He was too happy by the sight of the school to not grin when told off, and went off to join the big crowd of students that had formed from the passengers of the other ships and plane that had arrived from Unova. He thought it was a bit pointless to have a runway for a plane that came from one region exclusively, but he supposed that some students simply preferred more luxurious forms of transport.

He looked around the crowd, unsure as to who he could approach. It would be best to befriend people in his year. With this in mind, he began his search whilst walking into the school building. There was one shy blonde accompanied by two loud girls.

"Too loud." He decided, before resuming his search. His eyes fell upon a lone girl who seemed to be scared out of her mind. He casually walked up to her, careful to not spook her as he initiated the conversation.

"Hey-" He began, resulting in her turning around sharply before relaxing.

"Hey…" He tried again, feeling awkward from her reaction. "Are you a first year as well?"

She nodded her head meekly, brushing a strand of blonde hair from her eyes. "Yes." She responded in a soft voice.

"Do you want to go together? I'm sure our first day would be better if we weren't by ourselves."

She considered his offer for a second, before nodding in agreement. "I suppose so. My name is Rachel. Rachel Kamishiro."

"Harold. Harold Grimes."

Rachel was a petite girl, with light toned skin and wore a simple outfit consisting of a baggy beige sweater over a white shirt, with a black skirt, socks, and brown shoes fitting the dark colour scheme. Black framed glasses finished the look off, which went well with her light brown eyes.

A small bell chimed throughout the hallway the duo were located at. Upon the bell dying down, a voice emitted from the school speaker system.

"Can all first year students make their way to the hall. I repeat. Can all students make their way to the hall."

Both Harold and Rachel made eye contact, mutually agreeing to make their way to the hall.

"After you." Harold said to the latter as they departed.


Class 1-C's students from Unova made Mari and Cali seem as loud as Eden and Rachel of all people. It was a trio who were getting seated in the school hall. There were already teachers present in the hall, asking for students' names so they could be sorted in the correct row of seats that was meant for their class. Being in class C, their seats were on the third row.

The first offender was Adrian Lambert, who originated from Nuvema Town. He was dark skinned with a fairly muscular tone, which implied a background in exercise. He had short black hair, and wore a pink hoodie with a Mega Audino on the front and angel wings printed on the back, black cropped jeans, and white tennis shoes.

"Considering we just met." Adrian began. "Let's introduce ourselves. My name is Adrian, and I'm from the beautiful town of Nuvema. I know what you're all thinking. Why are you wearing that hoodie? No need to be intimidated by my stylish attire-"

"First of all." The only female in the trio began her response. "Nobody was asking that. It's also not stylish. You look like an Audino that got run over by the battle subway."

The second offender was Holly Liu, a girl who came from Asian heritage. Her slanted eyes were a bold blue and her brown hair was obviously dyed, judging by the black roots on her scalp and was curled at the ends. She had fair skin, and wore denim shorts with a black tank top and white running shoes. The tank top made a small scar on her left arm, along with slightly visible tan line.

On her shoulder however, was a Gothita, who nodded in agreement when Holly spoke up after Adrian introduced himself.

"You're ridiculous. Earlier, you were on the ferry dancing to some music in front of all the passengers."

"I'm just enjoying the music." Adrian laughed, earning a collection of shushes from teachers. Holly rolled her eyes and turned to the third person.

"And you are?"

"David Ishihara. I'm from Nimbasa. I would also appreciate if you minded your own business and left Adrian alone." In response, Holly simply gave David a nonchalant look, her Gothita attempting to mimic the expression.

David had a muscular build much like Adrian, with a similar skin tone to Holly. His hair was blonde, and he wore a white dri fit shirt under the brand Nidoke, grey basketball short, and white tennis shoes. Around his neck was a snowflake necklace.

"And can you two keep quiet." He seethed, not wanting to get in trouble. "The teachers are giving us bad looks."

"Oh, what are you? Teacher's pet?" Holly said in sarcasm.

As the three were arguing, a teacher had taken it upon themselves to tell them off.

"You three, be quiet." They grumbled, noticing the Gothita on Holly's shoulder. "And put your Pokemon back in their pokeball."

"Catherine doesn't have a Pokeball." Holly shrugged.

"Trinity does!" Adrian lifted up his pokeball which made Holly click her tongue.

"Nobody asked."

"Come with me then. We'll get you a pokeball." The teacher made a motion with his finger to let Holly know she had to get up. She sighed as she reluctantly got up and followed the teacher out of the school hall.

Both Adrian and David sat in silence, watching as more students began to occupy their class' row of seats. One group of three, and a duo. Adrian turned to David and resumed conversation.

"Should I tell you about how I met Trinity?"


The orientation assembly had gone smoothly, much to Principal Pine's relief. She had covered many topics, such as successful school students and their achievements, future prospects, and activities that the first years could look forward to. Many eyes in the sea of students lit up in excitement, which helped make her smile more genuine. Working at a school was rewarding, watching students grow and develop was what helped her get up everyday with enthusiasm.

"We will now play a quick icebreaker. It's simple. Turn to someone who is sitting next to you and do the following. Introduce yourself, where you come from, and a fun fact about yourself." Without permission, the students began playing the icebreaker at loud volumes which made the teachers flinch at how loud they could get when they were all together. She didn't even notice a brunette get escorted into the hall by a teacher with a pokeball in her hand.

From the side of the stage, Miss. White was giving her support by flashing Principal Pine a thumbs up. She walked up to the secretary with concern.

"What's the current news on the Johto and Hoenn students?"

"They're on their way to the school now. Everything has been cleared up, but they'll miss the assembly."

Principal Pine nodded, only to flinch again when she heard a scream by someone falling off their chair.

"I think I'll end the game. Talk to you later." Miss. White smiled as she scuttered off to do further school work.


Little did Airra Fei Arcanas know that she was going to fall off her chair. She had prepared well for her first day of school - when it comes to hair. Her sense of fashion had made the boy sitting next to her give a look of horror. Her blond hair was styled into a ponytail by a popular hairstylist who had worked on famous trainers such as Calem and Selena - and possibly Diantha which sealed the deal for her patronage. Her infamous attire was a white long sleeved shirt, a brown vest with a hood, grey jean shorts, black knee socks, and grey shoes. Her peach coloured skin contrasted the plain colours, but at least her blue eyes match blond hair.

She had turned to one boy who was sitting next to her and hesitantly outstretched her hand.. "Hi, my name is Airra and I come from Santalune City. And my idol is Diantha."

The boy who she introduced herself to smiled, accepting her hand and shook it much to her relief. "I'm Josef Kaiser. I hail from Anistar City and I love fairy types."

"Oh, fairy types? That explains your necklace." She pointed at Josef's necklace before retracting her hand immediately - a fairy type symbol.

Josef brushed a strand of his ash brown hair to the left with his left hand and picked up the necklace with his right. Besides the necklace, he wore a purple dress shirt and a lot of black. Black vest, skinny jeans, and tennis shoes. "Ah, this? I suppose that makes it quite obvious. My partner Pokemon is a Jigglypuff too."

"Woah, you have a Pokemon? You're so lucky!"

"Thanks, I-"

They were both cut off as the noise in the hall got louder. The two of them laughed it off before turning around to greet their other neighbor. She noticed that Josef was introducing himself to a fairly short girl who seemed to be extremely nervous to be here. But she knew that girl would be fine. Josef seemed to be a nice guy.

"Hey…" She tried to get their attention. "My name is Airra. I come from Santalune City and my idol is Diantha."

The first thing she noticed about the boy sitting next to her was how stylish his attire was. Besides his short yet fluffy pine green hair, he wore a soft unbuttoned brown cardigan with the sleeves folded up to his elbows, with a fern green t-shirt. To match this look of green and brown, he wore brown denim jeans, leather short boots, and a fair number of leather bangles. She noticed that on his lap was a straw trilby with a white flower clip attached to the brown ribbon. He seemed to be of asian heritage, having a yellowish tint to his skin and slanted eyes like a brunette she saw exit the hall a moment ago.

"It's nice to meet you Airra." The boy gave a warm smile. "My name is Jun Yang. I come from Santalune City as well-"

"I thought I recognized you!" Airra exclaimed, bouncing up and down on her chair at the revelation. "You worked at the-"

Airra let out a piercing scream as the chair's legs collapsed under her weight and movements. The legs snapped clean off, allowing her to fall on the ground with a 'thud' and catching her by surprise.

Jun and Josef immediately reacted and had helped her up right away. Her cheeks went pink in embarrassment as every first year and teacher was looking at her in shock.

"Right…" Principal Pine's voice broke the silence. "Let's move on to class teachers. These people will be responsible with taking care of your class. Feel free to approach them if you have any questions. They will take you to your classrooms and you can officially begin your first day."

Cheers of excitement rang throughout the crowd, and students were ready to exit the hall and begin exploring the large school. Principal Pine had begun by calling out the class teacher for each class, and said teacher would collect their register, a box of e-handbooks, and escort the class.

"And for class 1-C," The class became silent in anticipation. "Miss. Penelope Cleur."

Dead silence. The class had expected their class teacher to approach Principal Pine and get them out of the hall.

"...Miss. Cleur?" Principal Pine sighed, and the class could have sworn they heard her mutter into the microphone "...Stupid watch…".

"I'll have Miss. White escort you guys." A pinkett had walked down the stairs and waved to the class while doing so, grabbing a box and moving her head to imply they should follow her.

"Hey guys." Miss. White smiled at the class who gathered around her. "I'm pretty bad with directions, so please bear with me."


15 Minutes Later

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you all. I hope that Mr. Viveros and Nakamura can join us soon."

As Miss. Cleur said that, two students had appeared at the entrance for the classroom. "Sorry we're late miss. The S.S. Aqua departed from Johto later than expected. I swear! I even have an excuse letter provided by the ferry service."

This student had short blonde hair and light blue eyes with peachy skin. He wore a black and purple striped tee, khaki coloured cargo pants, black and blue baseball cap, and a pair of blue Conversion shoes. He adjusted his glasses that had almost fallen off when he entered the room.

"That's quite alright. If you could just introduce yourself and take a seat that would be lovely."

"Oh, of course!" He nodded his head in an apologetic manner and turned to the class. "Um...my name is Kyle - ah, Kyle Viveros. But Kyle is fine. I come from Johto, Violet City to be exact!"

"It's nice to meet you Kyle." Miss. Cleur smiled and gestured to the seats. "Please take a seat."

Kyle nodded his head in appreciation and took a seat in the third row next to Holly. Everyone else had taken up the first two rows of five seats. He nodded as a greeting which she returned with a nonchalant expression on her face.

Miss. Cleur turned to her final student. "And you are?"

The final student had an air of class around him. Although his hair was strange - the left being white and the right being black - his clothes gave an impression that he came from a rich background. With pale skin, he wore a black and white ensemble. Two thin...or was it three, thin coats over a custom-made black and white suit and loafers. His left ear carried a small silver hoop earring, and he wore black and white gloves that was carrying an umbrella and silver pocket watch which showed that the time was currently nine-fortyfive. He seemed to be unfazed when someone had muttered "Who died?" as he introduced himself.

"My name is Ebisu Nakamura." He offered his hand to Miss. Cleur the two shook hands. "It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance. I come from Hoenn and my cruise had experienced problems with a group of Wailord."

"Likewise." Miss. Cleur was at a loss for words at his old-fashioned style. She watched him take a seat by himself on the same row as Holly and Kyle, on the opposite side.

"Well." She clapped her hands together, gaining the attention of the class. "Now that we're all here, let's break off into groups of twos and one group of three and you can begin exploring the school."


Holy smokes, I have never written this much before.

First of all, I want to thank everyone that has submitted an OC. I had cut down the quota due to 20 being a bit too ambitious of a target and allowing me the option of selection. Yes, you may be disappointed that your OC wasn't accepted but don't give up and move on to the next SYOC fic available. I am grateful for your submissions, regardless of whether you were accepted or not.

I would also like to take the time to thank everyone who left some lovely reviews. I hope you continue to support the story as it develops in the future.

In the next chapter, join the students of Class 1-C as they explore the institution of Pokemon Education College.

P.S. I'm sure some of you are wondering how I was able to quickly write this the day after the deadline was met. I've been planning the chapter events in advanced, such as possible methods of introduction, school layouts and the system, along with a basic draft that I would insert characters in. No point in wasting time waiting for the deadline when I can begin planning the story, amirite :)