Word speaks of a new student entering at the start of this year, and they say it's no ordinary guy—A tall black, glasses dreadhead. You've seen black people on social media, and within bustling tourist areas like Tokyo or whatnot, but here in Akita High? It's nowhere close to a common sight.. Kuroka enters the class, and all eyes glanced upon him. The homeroom teacher who's reaching 40s points him his seat, beside yours, and spoke in broken English; 'You say, I... tell in Japanese. Yes?' — "All good, teach. I got this." I replied to the teacher in perfect Japanese, nudging my glasses.

"Good morning, everyone. The name's Kuroka Keiden, and I was born 'n' raised in Tohoku. I hoop, I play games, and, that's about it."

With a slight bow, I walked down to my seat next with an unmatchable aura, dreads shaking, swooning some on the way and earning a couple daps from the boys.