"One life, the least I am going to bet, one chance, the most I am going to have," Shini said from a custom song he made.
Shini H. Laser. First, middle, last. He obviously didn't look like your average duelist when he entered the academy with his silver hair, hazel eyes, all black on, Japanese origin, and such. Well, he wasn't. Shini, at the moment, was considered semi-pro. That mean he is nearly on the brink of hitting the pro state. However, he knew the only way he could get those last few points before the pro status hit him was entering this place, since he had no local tournaments around, and the place he earned the most points at was at the national tournament.
He looked at what seemed like a mega-complex in Japan's terms. He shrugged it off, just getting out his deck, entering it. He knew what classroom he had to get to, but was worried about what was in store for him. He slightly looked in the classroom, but with the slight creek of the door, everyone was looking at him.
"Oh. Sorry. Um . . . . I am in the right classroom, yes?" Shini softly asked, looking at the teacher.
The teacher looked at him. "You must be the new kid. Shini, right?"
"Yes, sir," he said softly, not knowing the traditions of the school.
"Okay, all. Quickly, to the dueling ring," the teacher called, and everyone was getting up and heading out.
Shini nodded and backed off, looking around, and then seeing the teacher, just followed him, keeping silent. Shini had his deck in his hand, the other teacher had his weak deck in his hand.
"So, Laser, what is your theme?" the teacher asked.
"Why do you question, sir?" he asked, looking into his eyes.
"I just wonder. Anyway, best of luck," he said softly.
Shini nodded a bit, wondering what they were going to the ring for already.
Upon arriving, he saw not only the whole class was there, the whole school was watching. He needed to make his move now, or else there is no turning back.