The twins observed what went on before them, eying the colorful individual that had come into the room, looking rather nervous for some reason. They said nothing, only tilting their head slightly, wondering just what this type of individual was doing in a place like this. He seemed rather odd, not like the rest of the school, that was for sure. And even with their prowess of knowing, there was something that somewhat blurred their reading on this guy. Narrowing their eyes, Natsu and Akifuko look at each other, but stay silent nonetheless. There was no reason to speak at that moment.<br/><br/>More students were coming in, and it was almost time for the class to begin but the teacher was still not there. This was definitely reading more and more like what they feared was coming, but their attention was diverted for a moment when Lee came in, speaking rather rudely to the rainbow guy, telling him to calm down, in his own words, of course, saying that the 'freaks' could smell fear. That rather annoyed Natsu, his eyes flaring up until Akifuko placed a hand on his arm, shaking his head. Natsu takes a deep breath, knowing Akifuko was right. There was no need to start something here, or at that time.<br/><br/>The bell rings, but no teacher appears. Minutes tick by, seconds, and some of the students get restless, beginning to talk among themselves. After about ten minutes pass a part of the air at the front of the classroom distorts, becoming sort of like a rippled mirror of water that someone dropped a pebble into the center of. It darkens in color, before a person could be seen climbing through the center, hopping down to the ground. Straightening up, he runs his hands down the front of his shirt, before looking up at the class. Some were staring at him, and he smiles widely at them.<br/><br/>"Hellllooo class! So sorry for the wait, or rather, not so sorry. I have a life too you know." He reaches up and runs his fingers through his hair before turning to the blackboard behind himself and picking up a piece of chalk.<span style="text-decoration: underline">Loke Saiwa Wong</span>"This is me." He turns to face to class, still holding onto the piece of chalk. "You can call me Loke-sensei, Saiwa-sensei-, Wong-sensei....whatever. It doesn't matter to me really. Just don't call me anything disrespectful, or else we might have problems." He grins as he says this, and one could tell that he wasn't joking, but only if one was in tuned with his vibe.<br/><br/>"Now then, I know today is your first day of classes, and I know that as well...so I really don't have anything planned. You just gotta keep your asses in this classroom until the end of set time. And even though this is a free class..." He raises his hand, the one holding chalk in it, and sends it flying with the flick of his finger, the piece of chalk moving too quickly to see, and coming in contact with a student's forehead who wasn't paying attention. "I don't appreciate disrespect like being ignored." The chalk falls to the floor and breaks into small pieces. "Now then, from tomorrow on, this will be a health class. Only today will be like this. Maybe other days will be as well. Who knows? Let's see how I'm feeling."<br/><br/>He sits down on the top of the desk, crossing his legs so he was sitting Indian style, placing his elbows on his knees and rests his chin against the back of his right hand. All the while that same grin was on his face as he observes the class. "Well, that's over with. Do what you want for now. Because like I said...I don't have a lesson for you." He then picks up a book off the desk, remaining where he was as he opens it.. His eyes on the page, he finishes. "Oh, and don't think about leaving early."