Chapter 2 : A New Environment

' Is this freedom? Should I enjoy these 3 years that I am getting away from ' that place. ' Should I enjoy my life or should I just focus on my mission and keep moving forward? '

These were the thoughts going through the mind of one 15 year old brown haired boy, who's name is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, also known as the 'Demon Of The Fourth Generation' or 'The Masterpiece Of The White Room'. He was at the moment waiting at the bus stop, waiting for his bus to arrive. His 'father' talked to him about sending him to school by his limousine, but the boy rejected his advances, as a result of which, the man sighed and dropped him off at the bus stop, around 10 minutes away from the White Room. Guess since this is the last time they will see each other's face for 3 years, the man decided to be a little lenient. How sentimental.He could cry.

Soon, the bus arrived at the stop, as the boy took around 8 seconds, marvelling at the massive size of the vehicle in front of his eyes, before entering it.The driver sent him an annoyed glance, but the brown haired boy didn't even bat an eye at him and went inside.

As he entered the foreign vehicle, once again curiosity overtook his senses as he saw the insides of the bus. There were specific places where people can put their hands which assists to keep them in balance while the vehicle is moving.

In Spite of the many empty seats present in the bus, Kiyotaka went towards the end corner of the bus and decided to stand holding one of those railings. On his way, his eyes went towards a black haired girl with fair skin. She had a stern look on her face as she was reading a book. The reason the brown haired boy's gaze went towards the girl in the first place was because she was wearing the same uniform as his.

Deciding not to stare at her furthermore, the ever curious boy silently went towards the end.

He took out a spreadsheet out of his pocket where he made a rough draft about all the things he knew about the school and started thinking to himself, while looking at it one last time.

' A school where Classes are divided from Best to Worst. So, I can safely assume that it follows a meritocracy system. If that is the case, it would be quite a difficult task to carry other students to Class-A. 

I guess sacrificing some of them in the future is a must… but maybe there's some kind of limitation to that as well.

On what basis will the class compete anyway?

School Tests? P.E Exams? No…. That's too simple for 'that man' to let me join this institution. There must be some kind of special test to check our worth. ' 

As Kiyotaka was lost in his thoughts, his ears suddenly picked up on a commotion taking place at the front of the bus. It was between an office lady, who was arguing with a blonde haired guy with a decent build. He was also wearing the same uniform as Kiyotaka. They were arguing about how the boy was sitting on a priority seat, not giving it to the old lady and how it should be his duty to serve the society.

In response to that, the boy gave his fare share of an argument with nothing but logic, sealing the office lady's mouth shut who was clenching her fists in frustration.

Later a short haired girl with beige colour joined the conversation and requested at least someone from the bus to give up their seat. Kiyotaka found her high pitched voice a little annoying, but decided to keep his mouth shut.

Later, an office lady out of guilt gave up her seat…

It was quite an interesting scenario this early in the morning. Just the topic of letting someone sit in a priority seat can escalate into such a huge argument…..  Someone like Kiyotaka, a foreigner to outside society, had no idea of that.

Soon, the bus reached the desired destination. The new cage which will keep Kiyotaka trapped for the next 3 years… Advanced Nurturing High School.

Not wanting to be late for the Opening Ceremony, Kiyotaka jogged his way to the gym hall. It definitely caused some people to frown in annoyance towards his direction, but it didn't matter to the boy…..

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Guess he should've just walked his way into it.. The ceremony was extremely boring where several teachers and investors were giving speeches about the history and the heritage of the Institution.

While they were talking, Kiyotaka noticed that the whole area was filled with CCTV cameras, way more than needed. 

' Let's see 1..2...3..4…..9….16. 16 total CCTV cameras in the gymnasium only. Isn't it way more than normally needed? In the training halls of the WhiteRoom  the number was only 8. I wonder what's the reason behind the presence of this number? Do a lot of crimes take place here.. Since Class Competition is the meta here, I don't doubt the possibility.

I have a theory but I should first clarify it before going into the deep hole.' 

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' Guess I was right. Every single place is littered with cameras .

In the halls there were 12 cameras on the first floor, while there were 10 cameras in the Second Floor. And guess what? The classroom has 4 cameras, hidden right on the corners of the room, away from common people's eyesight. ' 

After observing the cameras of the class, Kiyotaka slowly took his seat at the far corner of the room, beside the window. It was definitely a good spot to relax during the break time, after a whole day of attending different classes.

He then started observing his new classmates…

They definitely didn't seem too civilised but none of them except for a couple of students looked like troublemakers. Again, looks can be deceiving. There were several people who had already started making friends. They were happily chatting with one another, on different topics like romance manga, fashion shows, games etc.

' I wonder how it feels to live this, freely without any responsibility or pressure over your back. To gain freedom over yourself… Must be nice. '

As he was observing his classmates, Kiyotaka suddenly felt someone's presence near him as someone sat right beside him.It was none other than the black haired girl from the bus. Once she sat down, she right away opened the book she was reading,  'Crime and Punishment', quite a unique find.

' Looks like she is my classmate. Should I greet her? She looks smart … Again looks can be deceiving but there is no harm in greeting her, is it? Maybe she could be a useful ally in the future. '

" Good Morning. "

Kiyotaka got no response to his greeting as the girl was still concentrating on her book. Realising that he won't get his desired response, he sighed before looking away.

" Good Morning. "

The brown haired boy's eyes travelled towards the black haired girl who gave him a side glance filled with disinterest.

' She looks like she doesn't want to get bothered. Maybe I should leave her alone for now. We have a whole year to interact with one another. Well, let's at least introduce myself. '

" My name is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Nice to meet you."

The black haired girl's eyes went back towards her book.

" Do you mind if I don't give my name? "

" If you are feeling uncomfortable, then sure. No one's forcing you. "

' First impressions are important. Never bother a girl who doesn't look like she is in a good mood, or they would have a bad impression of you  regardless of how you act later. It's basic human psychology. '

He heard the black haired girl giving a short sigh before she looked straight in his eyes. Her eyes were slightly narrowed as if she was trying to suspect if he had any hidden intention.

" Horikita Suzune. Nice to meet you..I guess. "

Not trying to bother her further, Kiyotaka gave her a short nod before looking towards the window, while the black haired girl, named Horikita, focused back on her book, feeling slightly thankful that she didn't have to involve herself in unnecessary conversations,  this early in the morning.

" This seems like a rather well-equipped classroom. It would appear to live up to people's expectations, hmm? "

The same blonde haired narcissistic guy who sealed the office lady's mouth shut, apparently was a student of Class-D as well. Coincidences can be freaky. He sat on the seat labelled 'Koenji' and started shaping his nails while putting both of his feet on the desk.

Immediately the other students gave him the stink eye and slowly drifted away from him, though it looks like it didn't affect the blonde much as there was still that everlasting smug grin present on his face.

" What an unpleasant co-incidence. " 

Kiyotaka heard Horikita mutter to herself while glancing at the boy named Koenji. 

' He screams of narcissism but from the way he carries himself and from the way he speaks, I can tell that he is no ordinary person. I might have to keep a close eye on him and see whether he would be useful or a liability. '

As Kiyotaka was lost in his thoughts, the first bell rang and a beautiful woman appeared inside the classroom.

" Hello Students… My name is Chabashira Sae. I would be the Homeroom Teacher of Class-D. "