Once the classroom was full, Iruka came in and assigned everyone a team number. Kanami didnt really pay attention to anyone elses. All she knew was that she was on Team number 9.
Team 9, huh? Unlucky... She lets out a low sigh she hopes nobody else hears. Torture and Agony...
Slowly, team by team, students leave the classroom with their new Sensei's. The first among them to go was a blonde girl with her lazy friend and a fat boy eating chips. Kanami silently empathized with the lazier of the three who yawned and gave the girl a scrutinizing look as they exited the room. She would hate to be on that team...
As their numbers dwindled, she wondered if her Sensei would even show up. If they did, what would they think of her? Would they call her a fake?
No. That wont happen... And if it does I'll prove them wrong... I'll prove them all wrong.
Sitting up, she rubs her eyes anf glances around the room. The only people left were all people she didnt know nor did she care to know, quite honestly. As lonely as she was, she came off too oppresive to other people and she liked to avoid any interactions with others. Her own Uncle has called her bossy before...

Suddenly a man enters the room. His faded blonde hair hangs ever so slightly over his eyes that are framed by circular glasses with tape in the middle to hold the frame together. His eyes, the color of autumn leaves, sparkle in the light.
"Is everyone from Team 9 here?"
Standing up, Kanami moves to the side and pushes in her chair. She is aware of two other students following her closely behind. She stops in front of the man and peers up at him. He was rather tall, she would admit; but she noticed how thin he was. She could barely see any muscle on him.
"Ah, good. Come with me." He gestures for them to follow and turns to the door. Kanami spies a ponytail just before he turns into the hall. Her and her new team, who she has yet to fully observe, follow quickly. The man leads them out of the school and down the street to a hill in a clearing. All the while Kanami stares at the spiral pattern on the back of his Jonin flak jacket.

He turns around, taking a seat on a boulder that rose from the ground like a skyscraper. Around it lay a debris field of similar sized rocks or smaller. He gestures to them.
"Take a seat."
Jumping up, Kanami rests on a rock facing as directly at her new Sensei as possible. Her fellow team mates took two boulders spread well apart from each other. The man crosses his legs, resting his elbows on either knee and leaning onto them. Letting out a low hum that rumbled from his throat similar to a cats purr he casts his gaze around the group. His gaze is surprisingly unnerving and Kanami finds herself unintentionally straightening her posture.

After surveying all of them for what he determined was a viable amount of time, he straightens a bit. His serious face suddenly stretches into a smile.
"Well, now that we're all here and settled how about we do a few introductions? I'll go first." He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "My name is Yuto, Haruka."
That's a girls name...
"I spend my free time tending my garden at home. My dreams for the future aren't something that I think about often but," He looks up to the sky as if in deep thought. "I think I would enjoy being able to retire after teaching you kids." Letting out a low breath, he looks back to the group. They all seemed rather unimpressed by his introduction. Kanami swears he can see his eye twitch. Clapping his hands, his smile from before returns; yet this time in a wider form. More like... a child smiling for a photo. "Alright, who's next?" Turning to the student to Kanami's left, everyone shifts to face him. "How about you?"

The student, a boy, blinks as if unprepared for the question. His skin is tan, surprisingly so for Konoha's weather pattern. If it could be compared to anything, Kanami would pick a golden brown breakfast sausage...
Guess she was still hungry.
"Oh! Well..." Crossing his legs, the boy rubs the back of his neck. In the process he disturbs small tresses of dark brown hair. His icy blue eyes find their way to his shoes and he frowns before building up enough courage to look Haruka in the eye again. "My name is Hiroto, Iwaizumi. I guess I like to go for a walk if I have spare time, probably through the woods behind my house or something. But I hate sitting still. It makes me antsy." The latter statement was proven to be true as Kanami noticed him flex his toes against his sandal before instead fiddling with the hem of his army-green cargo pants. "I guess my dream for the future would be... To be an ANBU." Haruka raises his eyebrows but says nothing. He turns next to the student to Kanami's right, forcing Iwaizumi and Kanami to turn their bodies to face them.

It annoys me that he didnt go in order... The number line doesn't go 3,1,2 does it? No! It goes 1,2,3! So when you go backwards it should be 3,2,1!
Letting out a low huff, Kanami settles down and looks her second team mate over. This one was a girl, like her. This brought her a bit more at ease, as now she didn't have to worry about imminent male rivalry and constant bickering. Though, from what she could tell, this girl was... very girly. She what Kanami could only assume was a combat-altered kimono. The dress was cut short with breaks up the side of the leg to allow better mobility. Beneath it she could see dark shorts. The sleeves of the dress were gone, instead replaced with long gloves similar to the pair Kanami owned but had neglected to put on for the day.
I knew I forgot something...
The girls hair brought no contrast to the kimono, as it was stark white. Yet her eyes show no signs of albinism. They were brown, not red. Resting in her hair was a pin ordained with a red flower to keep it from blocking her vision. The rest of her hair was tied back in a tight bun. Despite this appearance that appeared to throw the team off, however... Kanami did like the blue obi that held her kimono together.
"My name is Shiori, Misaki. I like to paint pictures in my back yard, but I hate waiting for them to dry. My dream for the future is to master the techniques of the Shiori clan and become the best ninja in my family."
And then they all looked at Kanami.
"What about you?"