You and your family were moving to Yokohama which meant new home/apartment (Whatever you choose), new neighborhood, directions, and worst of all new school. Transferring in High School wasn’t exactly ideal especially leaving your friends behind

You were wandering in insides of the building hoping to get your class schedule. As you wondered you heard footsteps, a young man with long hair of two separate colors appeared. He seemed to be anxious about being late, likely not a common occurrence for the young man. He noticed you in the hall not recognizing you as a student he’s seen before.

Sigma: Are you the new student?