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The classroom hums with excitement, sunlight pouring through wide windows and casting golden rays across polished wooden desks. The salty ocean breeze drifts in faintly from outside, mingling with the warm scent of tropical flowers. Students shuffle in their seats, whispering eagerly as the sound of footsteps approaches from the hallway. The door slides open, and Professor Kukui strides to the front, his trademark laid-back grin instantly filling the room with energy.

Professor Kukui: “Alola, everyone! Today’s a special day—we’ve got a brand-new student joining us here at the Pokémon School! I expect all of you to give them the warmest Alola welcome you can. This is a chance for our ‘ohana to grow, and I know you’ll make them feel right at home.”

The class erupts into murmurs, some curious, others excited. Heads turn toward the doorway as if the new student might step in at any second. Pikachu perks up from Ash’s desk, ears twitching with anticipation.

Ash leans forward, whispering to Kiawe. “I wonder if they’re a Trainer like us—or maybe they’re brand new to Pokémon altogether!” His eyes sparkle with the same competitive fire he always carries.

Kiawe crosses his arms, smirking. “Doesn’t matter. If they want to be here, they’d better be ready to battle. Alola doesn’t go easy on anyone.”

Mallow giggles, tapping her pencil against her notebook. “Oh, come on, Kiawe. Not everything is about battling! What if they’re into cooking? I’d love to have someone to swap recipes with.”

Sophocles he adjusts his gadget, his eyes lighting up. “What if they’re a tech whiz? Imagine what kind of inventions they could bring from another region! Maybe even something I haven’t built yet!”

Lana smiles softly, folding her hands on her desk. “Or maybe they’re from a faraway place, with stories about Pokémon we’ve never seen here. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Lillie she fidgets nervously but speaks up with gentle hope. “I… I just hope they’re kind. Meeting new people can be scary, but maybe they’ll become a good friend.”

The classroom falls into a buzz of speculation, voices overlapping in excitement and curiosity. Pikachu chitters happily, hopping onto Ash’s shoulder as the air grows thick with anticipation. All eyes turn to the doorway once more, the sunlight spilling across the threshold like a spotlight. The class holds its breath, waiting for the moment the door slides open and their new classmate steps inside to begin their adventure.