I looked up at the sky. It was just another day. Another boring day. Thank goodness- or should I say evilness?- it was fourth day. Not too much more to sit through. I took one last look around and walked into the building. It was only the second cycle, still half a turn- what did they call it? A standard interversal year? - was left of school. I had stopped counting how many times I had taken these classes, how many lectures I had heard before. It was amazing how alike these schools could be.

I walked along the emptying halls and thoughts began to cloud my head. I walked by some pretty boy in the hall. And, of course smirking I zapped him, what else was I supposed to do? And, what was popularity? Did that not once mean that somebody liked you? But don't mind be, and don't take me wrong. If someone wants to live in the spotlight of hatred, I can respect them for that. I walked into my class; I had forgotten its name. Its not like I paid attention anyway.

Legendary and Mythical Creatures and G-Daemons. The class that Kumori enjoyed. The class I had with little Alice. Just another class of no return. As usual, Alice was arguing the existence of the G-Daemon for K. Kan Shu. She was so persistent, it was intriguing. Could there be a Kan Shu? Naw. She's just a little eight-year-old kid imagining and dreaming. Kids were like that, even the smart ones. I sighed. The clock must be slow. I could hear its rhythm. I could feel its beat. Tick Tock Tick Tock.