As sunlight pierced through the dusty panes of the old schoolhouse, it illuminated Y/N's sleeping figure, highlighting the four-star ball cradled in his arms. The warm rays gently coaxed him awake.
"Morning already?" Y/N murmured, yawning as he sat up. He carefully placed the four-star ball back on the bed before stretching his arms wide. Rummaging through his backpack, which had served as his pillow, Y/N pulled out his school clothes. He gave them a quick sniff and grimaced slightly. "I should get these washed soon," he muttered, quickly getting dressed.
He headed to the small bathroom, brushing his teeth as he mulled over the day ahead. Deciding against another shower since he had one the night before, Y/N finished up and returned to his bed to grab his backpack. Before leaving, he paused to glance at the four-star ball resting on his bed. "I'll get a stand for you when I have enough money," he promised softly, then turned and exited the dorm.
Walking down the hallways of the old schoolhouse, Y/N couldn't help but notice the thick layer of dust coating everything. "Another note to self: clean this place up. It's really dusty," he sighed, shaking his head as he reached the door.
As he stepped outside, the morning sun greeted him, its light almost blinding. Y/N shielded his eyes for a moment, then smiled slightly. "Well, school, let's see what you're all about," he said, the anticipation of his first official day beginning to stir within him.
Y/N walked toward the entrance of the school building, following the crowd of students streaming inside. "Alright, Souna said my first class is in room 203," Y/N mused to himself, recalling her instructions. "She mentioned that I'd stay there for most of the day, with different teachers coming in to switch out and teach various subjects. I can only leave during lunch and P.E. Man, I hope I can pay attention that long. At least I'm excited for this P.E. thing finally, something like training. Well, Master, let's see why you wanted me to come to this place."
With a determined stride, Y/N headed toward room 203. A few students gave him curious looks, but he paid them no mind. As he entered the classroom, he noticed that only a few people had arrived, though more filtered in bit by bit. Among them, he spotted the familiar blond-haired boy from last night.
"Yo, Kiba! How are you?" Y/N called out with a bright smile, walking over to him.
Kiba turned and returned the smile. "Oh, hello. I'm sorry, I never got your name last night. What was it again?"
"The name's Y/N. Sorry I didn't introduce myself properly last night I usually have better manners than that," Y/N replied, looking a bit apologetic.
"Don't mention it," Kiba said, his smile unwavering.
As they chatted, the classroom began to fill up. Soon, an older man with white hair, tied up in a ponytail, and a long beard entered the room. He exuded a calm authority as he looked around the class.
"Alright, everyone, take your seats," the teacher instructed, his voice carrying effortlessly across the room. After surveying the class, his gaze landed on Y/N. "Ah, I see our new student has arrived. Y/N, is it? My name is Aizen, and I'll be your homeroom teacher. Would you mind introducing yourself to the class? Share your likes, dreams, and hobbies as an icebreaker."
Y/N stood up, bowing slightly to the class. "Hello, my name is Y/N. I like food, training, and meeting new people to become friends with. My hobbies are usually training and sometimes fishing. My dream is to become super strong," Y/N said, flashing a confident grin.
"Very good, Y/N. You may have a seat," Aizen said with a nod. "Now, moving on, today's lesson will be simple..."
As the teacher began the lesson, Y/N tried his best to focus, but the material was like a foreign language to him. The words seemed to blur together, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't make sense of what Aizen was saying. Noticing Y/N's struggle, Kiba leaned over and whispered, "If you ever need help studying or tutoring, I can help, or I can find someone who can."
Y/N smiled gratefully. "Thanks, I might take you up on that," he whispered back.
Kiba nodded. "We can meet up during lunch, maybe at the old schoolhouse."
The rest of the morning dragged on, with Y/N barely grasping anything that was taught. Finally, it was time for P.E., the one part of the day Y/N had been looking forward to. However, to his disappointment, the class was just a simple mile run. Y/N completed it easily, his physical training making it a breeze. To his surprise, though, Kiba finished ahead of him, his time slightly better.
Y/N raised an eyebrow as he noticed a subtle flare of demonic energy around Kiba during and after the run. It was definitely demonic, yet it didn't feel malevolent. Instead, it seemed controlled, almost disciplined. Y/N decided not to dwell on it too much, brushing off the curiosity.
As they wrapped up P.E., Y/N felt a mix of excitement and anticipation for what the rest of the day would bring. Now it was time for lunch, and Y/N's stomach growled in agreement. He made his way toward the cafeteria, the aroma of food guiding him. After scanning the menu, he settled on a simple meal of rice with a side of miso soup and some naan. Finding a spot to sit, he eagerly dug in.
"Man, that hit the spot," Y/N muttered, leaning back with a satisfied grin just as Kiba approached from behind.
"Hello again, Y/N. I hope you don't mind, but I brought a few friends along," Kiba said, gesturing to the three people behind him.
The first was a petite girl with golden hair and big green eyes. Her aura was demonic, yet it had an oddly calming, almost angelic quality to it. The next was a striking girl with blue hair and a dyed green fringe, her brown eyes were sharp that of a swordsman. Her aura was unmistakably demonic, but she carried herself with a certain poise that of a warrior that made Y/N take notice. Lastly, there was another boy with brown hair and eyes, his demonic aura subtly tinged with something more primal something that felt distinctly draconic. Again his blood boiled at the thought of fighting the brown haired boy and the blue haired girl but again he knew he would lose if he fought one of them except the golden haired girl he knew that he could probably beat her but that didn't seem fair to him
"Oh, hello, everyone," Y/N greeted them with a smile.
Kiba introduced them with a friendly tone. "This is Issei, Asia, and lastly, Xenovia."
"It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I'm Y/N," he said warmly, flashing a grin.
They all greeted him back and took seats around the table. As they settled in, Kiba turned to Y/N. "Congrats on getting second in the mile run. I've never seen anyone run that fast before besides me, of course. But I've been 'training' for it, so it comes naturally," Kiba said with a smile.
"Thanks! To be honest, I thought I had it in the bag. I didn't expect you to be so fast, though," Y/N replied, chuckling.
Kiba continued, "I don't think we'll have enough time to study during lunch. How about you either stop by the club room later, or I come visit your dorm in the old schoolhouse?"
"Wait, you actually live in the old schoolhouse? I thought Kiba, Akeno and Koneko were joking when the said someone lived in that old place" Issei said with a surprised tone
"Yep, my master set it up for me. The dorm's small and pretty dusty, though," Y/N said with a shrug.
"Master?" both Asia and Xenovia echoed, exchanging curious glances.
"Oh, Souna was confused about why I said 'master.' I think she suggested 'guardian' might be a better fit, but whatever. I've called him master all my life I'm not going to change that now," Y/N said with a smile, his eyes meeting Xenovia's as he spoke.
Xenovia tilted her head slightly, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Master, huh? Sounds like you're pretty dedicated. I like a guy with discipline."
Y/N caught the teasing glint in her eyes and decided to play along. "Well, im super dedicated i train all the time nonstop," he replied with a smile and wink. "But I bet you're pretty disciplined yourself, Xenovia. I can tell by the way you carry yourself you must train hard do you practice with swords alot."
Xenovia's smile widened, clearly enjoying the banter. "You could say that. I believe in being prepared for anything. Maybe we could train together sometime see how our skills match up."
"That sounds like a challenge," Y/N said, leaning in slightly. "I'm always up for a challenge, especially if it means spending more time with someone as intriguing as you."
Xenovia raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Intriguing, huh? We'll see if you still think that after a few rounds."
Kiba, noticing the exchange, chuckled. "Looks like you two are getting along just fine."
Y/N grinned, turning back to the group. "What can I say? I'm a quick learner. and a people person"
Issei, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke up. "Man, you're something else, Y/N" Issei said with jealousy. "But I gotta admit, living in the old schoolhouse sounds kind of cool. A bit spooky, though."
"Meh its a place with a roof over my head if master didn't set it up i would be living and starving in a box by now" Y/N said after a bit more time talking and eating the bell rings "Welp ima head off i got some training to do also Kiba ill stop by the your guys club room later to get help tell that Koneko girl I said hi shes pretty cute" Y/N said and left
Y/N FINISHED HIS FIRST REAL DAY OF SCHOOL, BUT THE DAY'S FAR FROM OVER. WITH KIBA AND MAYBE EVEN SOME OTHER CLUB MEMBERS HELPING HIM STUDY AND TRUST ME, HE NEEDS IT THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET INTERESTING. WHAT'S THAT STRANGE DRACONIC AURA COMING OFF ISSEI? AND HELL WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH ALL THE DEMONIC ENERGY HE'S SENSING? NOT TO MENTION, Y/N'S NOTICING SOME PRETTY HOT GIRLS AND HE'S EVEN FLIRTING WITH ONE OF THEM! SEEMS HIS PERVERT MASTER REALLY DID RUB OFF ON HIM. FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT TIME ON DRAGON DXD!