Within the large academy building was a small room. A large, rectangular table was situated in the center with four chairs facing towards a blackboard on the wall. This room was reserved for small lessons, usually given to children that needed extra care. Today was no exception, as two students were scheduled to learn the basics on chakra and how to control it. One of the children was Suzuki Setsu, a young lad who was once a simple country bumpkin until the Chakra Potential Screening Service, CPSS for short, had whisked the boy to Kumogakure for training. The other youngster was Haku Hasumi, a girl born to a clan within the village. While their backgrounds were different, both had been recommended to the class. Setsu, by his teacher, Hasumi, by her parents.
Currently, however, the classroom was devoid of life. Despite the information given to the two children confirming that now was the time for class, there was no teacher to be found. On the outside of the door was a note instructing the children to enter the room. Once inside, there was a message on the blackboard, most likely from the listed teacher, Mochizuki Kimiki.
I don't like teaching so I'm forcing someone else to take my place. He'll be late because I didn't feel like telling him earlier. His name's Tanuki Kechi. If someone else shows up, scream 'stranger danger', kick them in the knee, and make a break for it. I don't need another lawsuit on my hands. Now you two kids play nice because I don't want to get in trouble. Respect your elders. Blah blah blah.
Below the message was a crude drawing of a stick figure with spiky orange hair. There wasn't much the kids could do but converse, or sit in silence while they waited for their new teacher to arrive.
Currently, however, the classroom was devoid of life. Despite the information given to the two children confirming that now was the time for class, there was no teacher to be found. On the outside of the door was a note instructing the children to enter the room. Once inside, there was a message on the blackboard, most likely from the listed teacher, Mochizuki Kimiki.
I don't like teaching so I'm forcing someone else to take my place. He'll be late because I didn't feel like telling him earlier. His name's Tanuki Kechi. If someone else shows up, scream 'stranger danger', kick them in the knee, and make a break for it. I don't need another lawsuit on my hands. Now you two kids play nice because I don't want to get in trouble. Respect your elders. Blah blah blah.
Below the message was a crude drawing of a stick figure with spiky orange hair. There wasn't much the kids could do but converse, or sit in silence while they waited for their new teacher to arrive.