Thank you for your interest in the Shokyuu no Zen'ei International School of Magical Excellence. The school is known worldwide for the diversity of its student population and the unique educational experience fostered by our world-class professors. Every year, approximately one hundred students will apply to the school. Acceptance is only contingent on signing the following agreement. Please read carefully, as you will be bound to these conditions for the rest of your academic career at Shokyuu no Zen'ei.<br/><br/>I, the undersigned, do hereby accept matriculation into the Shokyuu no Zen'ei International School of Magical Excellence. My signature indicates my agreement to the following preconditions:<br/><br/>That I am a creature that is at least partially categorized as "living" and I have no intentions of removing myself from this category prior to my graduation date.<br/>That I will tolerate the diversity of my fellow students, all of whom have been presented with a set of conditions identical to this one.<br/>That I will not protest the decisions of any professor regarding the curriculum he or she chooses to follow.<br/>That causing death to another student is grounds for expulsion.<br/>That I will be randomly sorted into a dormitory, to which I will belong for the rest of my academic career at the school.<br/>That I will not be permitted to leave the premises for any reason while school is in session.<br/>That I will permit any unauthorized magic on my part to be thoroughly investigated by the school.<br/>That I will not sabotage the school's defenses against intruders.<br/>That I will be permitted entrance as a student only until my 20th year of life, except under pre-approved circumstances.<br/>That I will graduate with a specialization in one area of study (tentative preliminary choice indicated below)<br/>That any bodily harm befalling my person as a result of my own lack of preparation is not the school's responsibility.<br/><br/>Upon my family's honor, I swear to uphold the conditions herein,<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">Kei Mitsuo</span><br/>(Signature here)<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">7/17/1998</span><br/>(Birthdate)<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">Arithmancy</span><br/>(Preliminary Specialization Choice)<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Kei raised his eyebrow as he skimmed the list of conditions. He had known that a school willing to take him would have to be on the...eccentric side, but he had never read such an unenthusiastic acceptance letter in his life. It was like they didn't actually want any students.<br/><br/>...Well, admittedly, they probably didn't.<br/><br/>Satisfied with that thought, he looped the last stroke of his signature and sent it off, eying the relieved looks on his parents' faces with detached amusement.<br/><br/>Parting was<span style="font-style: italic">such</span>a sweet sorrow.<br/><br/>Appearance: Black hair, light hazel eyes<br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a319/yinakori/kei.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/>Name: Kei Mitsuo<br/>Age: 14<br/>Race: Pureblood wizard<br/>Mother: A soft-spoken housewife named Haruka Mitsuo. Somewhat talented in Charms, is completely forgettable otherwise.<br/>Father: Lowly Ministry paper-pusher named Tanaka Mitsuo. Even more forgettable than his wife.<br/>Personality:<br/>*unnaturally calm<br/>*apathetic<br/>*sardonic<br/>Flaws: severe sociopathy<br/><br/>Biography:<br/><br/>Kei was two when his parents first noticed something...off...about their second son. While the other children played happily with their toys and dolls, Kei was more often found in a corner alone, staring into empty space. When spoken to, he would look up inquiringly, even hopefully, before casting his eyes down again in disappointment. He seemed to be constantly waiting for something, or someone. Even pain failed to catch his attention for longer than a second. In fact, he seemed to regard his scraped knees and pinched fingers as little more than a curiosity that happened to be attached to him.<br/><br/>Neither parent knew what to do with their unconventional child, but they knew in the deepest corners of their hearts that something was seriously wrong with little Kei. At first, their worries were dismissed by all the appropriate authorities - both medical and educational - but in time it became obvious that his antipathy wasn't a phase. While his brother chattered on and on at the dinner table, Kei simply watched his family with cool impassiveness.<br/><br/>Then, on his fifth birthday, he became a sociable, polite child overnight. The adults in his life were completely baffled by the change, and some were rightfully wary of it. The other children, too, sensed that his underlying strangeness had not gone away, that it had simply been repurposed into a more approachable form. Nevertheless, time won them over and erased their doubts. He became a normal child: walking pigeon-toed, forgetting to tie his shoes, speaking with a childish lisp that would have been endearing if it had been someone else. Satisfied as they were with his apparent improvement, his parents failed to realize that this new Kei was a product of the old - certainly not a replacement. It would only take a tiny push to reverse the changes.<br/><br/>He turned six. then seven, then eight. Some days he would come in blabbering about a new friend of his, and then the next he would return with a strange little expression that was half-pride-half-regret and inform his parents that the friend was "no more." They, in turn, believed that he was speaking of imaginary friends, as his brother had done at the same age. Perhaps they had been trying to fool themselves all along.<br/><br/>Whatever the reason for their ignorance, the innocent illusion was shattered irrevocably when they<span style="font-style: italic"> found</span>one of his friends - buried in the backyard.<br/><br/>From then on, Kei was kept in absolute isolation from the rest of the world while his parents wrung their hands and wondered what to do. He was, after all, still their child - they hoped that he would grow out of it, just like how he had supposedly grown out of his childhood silence. Besides, his only victims up until then had been Muggles - lowly little street Muggles that no one would ever look for anyways.<br/><br/>They could handle this, as long as they kept him at home.<br/><br/>Then his first tutor disappeared. A second followed, then a third, but they were only useless little Halfbloods who wouldn't have amounted to much anyways, so it was fine.<br/><br/>The cook was next, then the butler and maid - but they were getting uppity and demanding wages far higher than they deserved, so it was fine.<br/><br/>Then his brother disappeared. Suddenly, it was not fine anymore.<br/><br/>After finding their older child pinned to the attic wall by a bizarre array of kitchen knives and Muggle pencils, with smears of bloody graphite around his eyes, Kei's parents finally realized that the problem was far greater than they could have ever anticipated. They petitioned for help at the only place that was known to handle cases like Kei on a regular basis - Shokyuu no Zen'ei.