You sit down in class bored as ever.

It was another day in Ms. Yonamine's class.

Otherwise known as the Ice Queen, Ms. Yonamine rarely ever shows sympathy.

Except to you. Sometimes. You like to call her Nakata, her first name.

As you sit there reading your book, she taps on your desk.

With her flowing white hair and expressionless face she says;

Hey, pay attention, class is starting.