<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Akihiro Sabreheim<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Student "Hiding" place<br/><strong>Uniform:</strong> Standard</div><br/>High school sucked, no matter which way you looked at it or how optimistic you tried to be; it would always boil down to that.   It got even worse if you did something really stupid and ended up being held back a year because of it. That was what happened to Akihiro; and now he had to deal with all the boring start-of-the-year speeches, lectures, rules and other irritating factors.  It sucked because he was seventeen years old and should be a junior but stuck as a freshman due to trouble in the previous year. While everyone was joyful about another year and were already getting together in their boring little cliques (which never noticeably changed); Akihiro was simply making his way toward the school building. The starting speech would be a good chance to catch up on the sleep he’d missed the previous night when he was forced up early to make the train. He’d gone home, as per school protocol, for the break and was hoping his dorm room was still “his”. Should be- something to look forward to at least.<br/><br/>He got off the train alongside a gaggle of other students heading to Tachibana High and sighed, then let out an irritated huff as he pulled his shades down over his eyes. The morning sunlight in the station, particularly on the platform was always terribly bright and his hurt his eyes.  Akihiro knew that he’d be in trouble for it later but he didn’t give a damn; he’d been in worse. Pausing only to grab a quick bite to eat out of a vending machine; he would continue on to the school; his uniform jacket open in the front revealing that he already wasn’t in dress code; wearing a dark red undershirt instead of the standard color.<br/><br/>His long oak-brown hair streaming out behind him in the ragged ponytail as he walked, his pack slung over his right shoulder as he did; the coppery highlights catching the suns’ warm rays.  Still he couldn’t hide himself; being overly tall for his age and well-built he stood out; waving a greeting to people he recognized from the previous year that’d been held back for other offenses he’d sigh. ‘Great. Just one more year in this dump…” He sighed and continued up.<br/><br/>Unlike the others, he’d decide to totally ditch the start of year speech in the end, after finding out his classroom assignment. Heading for a secluded spot that he knew of where nobody usually went. Though he wasn’t’ sure if anyone else had found it and was using it in the same way; when he stumbled across the group of students there he grunted. “I suppose this makes sense.  That speech is pretty damn boring. That why you’re all here?” he asked them.<br/>