<div align="center">~Gekkoukan High School~</div><br/>The school bell chimed to signal the end of the classes, and students quickly piled out of the rooms eager to go to their clubs. It was a Wednesday, almost halfway through the six day long school week for many Japanese students. Students would have Sunday off to relax, but then Monday would ensue with more school. Due to their location, Gekkoukan High had the longer school week, and also started its school term in April, having three trimesters then a month long summer break. Many of the schools in Japan were rigorous in their criteria, and Gekkoukan was one of them.<br/><br/>It was the beginning of a new school year, many students still moving into their dormitories and getting settled into their new environments. There were also many new dormitories opening up for students as a new program with the school. Due to recent economical shifting, the school had purchased a few buildings relatively close to the school and were finishing up the renovations so that students could move into the more secluded and private dormitories, most of which had a primary focus of theme so that students with similar interests could be matched up together in their living space. These buildings were segregated and co-ed, depending on the theme.<br/><br/>Outside of the normal class day, there were differed clubs and activities available for each day of the week, and many students were members of multiple organizations and distributed their time between the clubs evenly, or to the best of their ability. The rewards of being involved with multiple clubs would really benefit the students, but could also be a bit overwhelming.<br/><br/>Sports clubs were open Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. These included such things as soccer, kendo, basketball, boxing, and other athletic sports.<br/><br/>Artistic clubs were open Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. Such clubs included were the sewing, jazz, dance, music, painting, and other intuitive clubs.<br/><br/>On Saturday, special clubs would meet that were seasonal. These clubs were primarily aimed at doing one activity with a group, such as hiking, and provided a way for students to hone their skills.<br/><br/>Academics were the primary focus though of many Gekkoukan High students, for the school was known for its good students. Located in a big city, it provided an effective environment for the students to blossom and grow into level headed adults.<br/><br/><div align="center">________________________</div><br/>Adjusting the hem of her skirt, Kasaro Kari slowly rose from her seat in her classroom and tugged the black fabric down so that her thighs were more properly covered. She tended to wear her skirt longer, almost to her knees, in the proper yankee/bōsōzoku fashion. Wearing black leg warmers, they blended in with her black sneakers and she quickly slung her bag over her shoulder. Wearing the black uniform top to her outfit, Kari adjusted the red tie a bit so it was loosened. She would have to change for Kendo practice anyway, so there was no need to keep her formal look going. Her short black hair was swiftly tucked behind one of her ears, filled with piercings, and quickly made her way down toward the outdoor gym.<br/><br/>The wind made her hair flick around in different directions as she swiftly walked past students, not caring to notice them or be noticed. It was already warm outside even though it was just April, causing many windows to be opened for relief in the humid climate that Japan had. Kari was especially good at making herself scarce, unnoticeable in a crowd. Her strong blue eyes often drew stares, but she didn’t care. She looked different than most Japanese because she wasn’t a pure blood, but at Gekkoukan, foreigners were accepted. Keeping her eyes down would often prevent attention from being drawn to her, or simply wearing a pair of thick sunglasses.<br/><br/>Once inside the locker room for the kendo team, Kari immediately put her things in a locker and quickly began to undress, pulling on the traditional attire for practice. Her movements were routine, programmed into her mind and body like clockwork. She’d been doing this for two years now, and it was second nature to her. Pulling on her socks and grabbing her shinai and quickly went to the practice room.<br/><br/><em>I can’t wait to kick some ass.</em>Kari thought quietly to herself as she walked.