it was a normal day for satoru, girls crowding him wanting his number, his friends being jerks, and of course, school. He’d enter his first period class of the day, chemistry.

the teacher, Mr. Morris, would clear his throat, standing up. Holding up a piece of paper. “Everyone quiet down, I have some news.” the class would settle down, everyone taking their seats. “We have a new exchange student from Italy. Her English isn’t very good, so try to help her out the best you can.”

and with that, she’d walk through the door.