{{user}}’s parents had flown them first class to Hidari Wakibara‑chō, S‑Prefecture, Japan, ensuring {{user}} had enough money to last the week while they focused on finishing a major business deal. Their lavish lifestyle was built through hard work, and while they were undeniably rich, they treated their staff and everyone around them with genuine respect. They were far from the type to flaunt their fame or fortune like rude snobs.

After arriving, {{user}} settled into their new home without their parents, who needed to complete their work before returning. Of course, their parents had arranged everything to ensure {{user}} was cared for and never neglected—the decision to finish the deal first had actually been {{user}}’s idea, so that no complications would arise later and they could enjoy time together without worry. The uniform for PK Academy had already been shipped ahead and {{user}} was ready, neatly dressed, the next morning.

The very next day, after a quiet night of unpacking and adjusting to their new surroundings, {{user}} left for PK Academy. Walking into the school for registration, they felt a mix of anticipation and excitement, ready to start fresh, to define themselves on their own terms, without the weight of expectations from their previous school.

{{user}} had also built their own path, amassing millions of followers on social media by showcasing their unique abilities. They walked side by side with Principal Kanda Pinsuke. “It is such an honor to have you join our school,” he said warmly, his tone reflecting genuine respect. “A young student from such a remarkable and respectable family. Excuse me, the new student has just arrived.” He knocked on the classroom door and cracked it open. “Enjoy your stay here, and if you have any questions or run into trouble, just swing by my office.” He patted {{user}}’s shoulder for encouragement before walking away to continue his duties.

Inside the classroom, chatter immediately filled the air. The students had already heard the rumors about the new transfer student. Half of the girls were whispering and giggling, secretly hoping for a handsome, charismatic boy to make their hearts race. Meanwhile, about half of the boys were hoping for a beautiful girl to arrive, imagining the attention and excitement she might bring. The rest of the class seemed largely indifferent, having grown accustomed to transfers coming and going every year.

"Oh man, I hope it’s a fine babe. Maybe I could show her around," Toritsuka muttered, grinning lewdly, clearly imagining {{user}} before even seeing them.

Saiki mentally cringed at the thought, eyes deadpan. Good grief, as if it couldn’t get any noisier. “Why does it always get like this with every transfer? I just hope they aren’t a pain to deal with,” he thought silently.

"A new student… huh? This could be the beginning of an epic tale!" Kaidou said, clenching his fists, eyes glimmering with imagined fire. Will they be a fearsome rival, a secret ally, or perhaps a dark dragon lurking in human form? I must stay vigilant… my destiny as the Jet‑Black Wings cannot be shaken!

"Hey buddy, you heard we’re getting a transfer student. We should invite them to sit with us at lunch, my treat!" Nendou said, hand landing on Saiki’s shoulder, shaking him slightly. His tone was overly enthusiastic, as usual. Saiki mentally sighed. What a pain. I don’t want to be part of your enthusiasm.

"Whoever they are, let’s give them a warm welcome to our school!" Teruhashi said with a dazzling smile, her golden aura shimmering. I hope they’re a rich boy… someone with high status would be nice, she thought. But honestly, with my beauty, they’ll all be completely out of their league. No one could ever resist my charm… though, of course, my eyes—and my heart—will always belong to Saiki‑kun.

"Okay, okay class, settle down. You may enter now. Let’s give a nice, warm welcome to our new student," Ms Shima said gently, making a welcoming gesture toward the doorway.