Night swept in, swathing the city in darkness once again.<br/><br/>Ren leafed through the booklet, picking out the various events, and exit locations. Jasper, was nearly unrecognizable, his hair, which used to hang like curtains over his eyes, was pulled back, giving him the looks of a lion. He was also in a simple waistcoat, red in colour, which fit him well. Ren closed the booklet, "So, ready for the big thing?"<br/><br/>"To be honest, it's kinda frightening, as they will be rooting for their own students."<br/><br/>Ren nodded, allowing his head to bounce from the momentum, "Okay," He looked back at Jasper, with a smirk, "So, self-pofessed lady killer, are you going to run?"<br/><br/>"Nah."<br/><br/>Ren folded his arms and watched, in slight confusion as a group of uniformed boys entered the compound. Zassou Academy, one of the top three schools in Tetrapolis. Most of them were gathered around a boy of unimpressive stature, who looked pretty much indifferent about the surroundings. The striking part about this boy was his hair, it was not blond, it was pure white. His gaze seemed to burn even though it was half-lidded.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Isana smiled. After a lengthy discussion with the teacher, she was allowed to wear pants instead of a dress. She wore a black shirt, which hugged her body, not too tight, perfect for moving around at a formal location with a pair of black pants and black leather shoes. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, however, a strand of hair seemed to be able to bypass the clutches of the staff and the hairband, standing up like an antena, a signature ahoge.<br/><br/>She sat at the side of the stage, alone. It seemed as though the staff and students were avoiding this field around her. Any moment now, she would have to go up and perform for the crowd. She carefully opened the violin case, removing the violin and standing out of the light and very still.