Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Super
Italics is Radio/Music
"Italics in quotations is thought"
Cabba burst through the door just as the bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. "Ah, he makes it in time. Please come to the front and introduce yourself." The teacher requested. Cabba walked to the front. "Hello everyone, I'm Cabba, and...nevermind." Cabba finished shyly. "Alright, since you're new, take a seat in the third row next to Caulifla. Caulifla, raise your hand." The teacher requested.
No hands went up. "Caulifla? Caul- oh." The teacher facepalmed. This "Caulifla" had her head resting on her arms, dead asleep on her desk. She had spiky hair and wore a red shirt with black pants. Cabba walked to the empty desk and sat down. To his right, Caulifla was being plummeted with paper balls and such to wake her up, and it was slowly working. He looked to his left and saw another girl wearing a red shirt like Caulifla. She seemed to be writing something. Cabba turned around and saw a tall boy with purple skin and a trench coat. "Hello, what's your name?" he asked the boy. "My name is Hit." Hit answered boringly. Cabba turned his attention to the teacher, who was introducing a new set of somewhat easy vocabulary words.
After class, Cabba left to go to his locker. He switched his books out for his chemistry ones and walked halfway to his class. He accidentally bumped into a senior and the guy turned around. Cabba gulped in fear. "Hey kid. Watch where yer walkin'." he knocked Cabba's books out of his hand. At that point, a couple of other big guys surrounded him. He couldn't tell how strong they were, but it was best to play it safe. "Hey new kid. I said, watch where you're going!" he shoved Cabba back into another senior, and they started tossing him around. Cabba noticed the clock, he was gonna be late if he didn't get out of this soon. However, he knew he couldn't just start a fight on his first day. His thought was interrupted when the main bully picked him up by his collar and lifted him so they were eye to eye. The older kid pulled his arm back for a punch.
"That's enough." The bully turned around to see Hit glaring at them. Hit slid his hands into the pockets of his trench coat. The bully's eyes bulged and he dropped Cabba right away. "H-Hit! W-W-We're sorry! We were just leavin'!" he stammered out before running the other way with his buddies hot on his heels. Cabba looked up at Hit with admiration. "He scared those thugs away with a simple gesture! He's gotta be an amazing fighter!" Cabba thought. "Get up. You'll be late." Hit ordered before turning around and starting to walk away. Cabba hesitated for a second, but then he chased after him. "Wait!" Hit turned around. "Thanks." Cabba said. He held his hand out, and Hit shook it. "You'll be late, but since this is your first day I'll help you out. Grab your stuff real quick." Hit ordered. Cabba did as he was told. Hit slipped his hands into his pockets and the entire atmosphere became cracked and glassy. "I've frozen time for a little. Get to class while you can." Hit suggested. "Thanks again." Cabba yelled as he ran down the hallway not bothering to question how he did that.
The atmosphere returned to normal as Cabba opened the door to his classroom. He noticed that he had Caulifla and the other girl in this class as well. He took a seat as the bell rang, and the teacher started the next lesson.