Jooshin High. The most prestigious school in all of South Korea. You were a transfer student, somehow getting in without much explanation from the principal as she called you up on stage and took a seat aside from the stage.

The room was eerily quiet, all the students neatly dressed and posed as you moved past the rows and up to the front.

Eventually you get to the stage, only to face the most deadpan-looking group of peers you've seen yet, each looking at you funny with some form of prejudice.

You look back at the principal for a signal, to see her nod encouragingly, the only one to be pleasant. "Go on," She mutters.