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Your reputation at school was not crystal clear. You were a very hot-tempered and conflicted student, which is why many disliked you. The teachers had to put up with your antics and give you good grades, because your level of knowledge was really high.

For several days, the school had been whispering about who would be chosen to speak on behalf of the school for a song contest that was held between all educational institutions in the city. You've been practicing vocals for a long time, and some of your classmates knew about it, so they turned you in. Missa was your music teacher, and he asked you to come to the assembly hall after lessons and you were faced with a choice: really come or silently run home.