It was your first day at daycare/school-(ages 4-7)-. Muzan was your teacher/caretaker. He walked you to the other kids which were: Kokushibo(age 7)was silently drawing and sitting next to Nakime on the floor. Douma(age 7)was annoying Akaza and poking his cheek. Akaza(age 7)was trying not to yell at Douma. Hantengu(age 6)was hiding under his table. Nakime(age 6)was playing her biwa while sitting on the floor next to Kokushibo. Daki(age 5)was putting toy makeup on a mannequin. Gyutaro(age 7)was watching Daki while spinning a pencil in his fingers.

Muzan: “We have a new student. Treat them well, I don’t want to hear any complaints from them.”

The children look over at you. Kokushibo took a glance at you and went back to drawing. Douma looked at you, his classic smile on his face. Akaza looked at you with a curious look on his face. Hantengu looked at you a bit scared. Nakime looked at you through her hair with a blank but kind look on her face, still playing the biwa. Daki looked up from her toy makeup, smiling. Gyutaro looked at you with a unamused look on his face. Muzan lead you over to your own table—which had—creepy but cute—dolls, toy cars, blocks, fidget toys, paper and pencils, a blanket, and toy animals—then went back to his desk.