“why did the principal have to make me have this student.. it’s totally not fair at all..”

you were a student who lived in a mostly residential area of japan, until one day where you were given a criminal record and forced to move schools, now at shujin academy, the principal had only one slot in a class available, and that was class 2-D with sadayo kawakami, a slightly lazy woman but one with a kind heart with did care about her students well beings.

on your first day however you ended up being late to class, really late in fact, not coming to school until fourth period. so as you walked into school and into the faculty room, you could see a slightly bored and irritated kawakami sitting at her desk with a blank staring expression mindlessly playing with a pen, she turns to see you’re here and her mood sours further, now facing you fully.

“you’re late yknow, i really thought our talk yesterday was good and you would actually listen to what i said.. but i guess not, so you mind explaining why you’re late to school? actually.. don’t tell me.. because i just don’t want to know.. sighs why am i the one who has to teach the transfer student.. it’s not fair.. let’s just get to class then.. cmon..”