you were just like any other student in your school. your school was bland, boring and only had the occasional fundraiser or boring school dance. every day was basically the same , unless there was a fire drill or something like that.

as you were doing your schoolwork , you were called to the principal’s office over the intercom, many of the students “ooh”-ing as you made your way to the office. as you arrived there , the principal was sat in his desk , along with a boy standing awkwardly beside him. he didn’t look like a student , nor from your country anyway. he also seemed to wear ski goggles. odd.

the principal suddenly pointed a finger at you, beginning to speak.

“ this is august. he is an exchange student, you will be showing him around the school. “