"Late!"
This was the word Shiroi heard as soon as she entered the class room.
"Sorry Nagato-Sempai" Shiroi mumbled staring at the floor.
The class room was deserted except for Izumi, Shiroi and their other class mate, a hyper, sarcastic and incredibly irritating young boy named Hibiki.
"Nyaaaaaaah!" groaned Izumi "What's taking the teacher so long?"
"Dunno" Hibiki said "I mean how terrible, the teacher not showing up at seven, even though class begins at nine, oh no it's terrible! He should be fired"
"Shut it, Pink eye" Izumi yelled, commenting on Hibiki's odd eye colour. Hibiki just shrugged and said "Does no one have respect for a great comedian nowadays?"
Shiroi had been sat, eaves dropping on the conversation for a while. Suddenly Izumi spun around and stared at her.
"What's your problem?" She snapped "Sitting there and looking all brainless?"
"Sorry" Shiroi muttered, looking down so her hair hid her face "Sorry Nagato-sempai"
"Your name's Aizawa right?" Izumi grinned, as something her mother told her last night sprung to mind.
Before Shiroi could say any thing the door swung open!
The man that had entered the room was rather pale as if he had seen a ghost. His arms and legs were like tree trunks made from fat. He had shoulder length black hair, the roots of which were completely hidden by a bright green hat, which had a metal plate on the front, displaying the symbol of the village. The green of the hat clashed horribly against the garish bright orange of his shirt. It was as if he'd gotten dressed in the dark. He stared at the three students with a dazed expression as if he'd forgotten why he was there, what he was meant to be doing. After a few seconds of staring he finally opened his mouth and the trio heard his voice for the first time.
"My name is Koizumi Zakuro" He said "Your new teacher, follow me"
Zakuro's three students looked at each other confused before shuffling out of the classroom after their new teacher.
Zakuro allowed them to walk past him before shuffling behind them.
"I've been stuck with the weird three" He thought to himself "Momoiwa no Hibiki, Hibiki of the peach rock. Who are you? You yourself don't even know. It'll be interesting to find out who abandoned here and why. Nagato Izumi, Top of the class. But does the evil sealed inside you have anything to do with that? And can you control it? Aizawa Shiroi, heir of the clan. Do you have the deformity? If so how do you use it" Contently alone with his thoughts Zakuro smiled to himself.
"This is going to be really interesting…….."