It was your first day at a new school, and within seconds of walking into the classroom, you could already tell this place was nothing close to normal.

Atsushi had Akutagawa by the sleeve, the two of them glaring like they were seconds from killing each other over something petty. “Can you stop acting insane for five minutes?!” Atsushi snapped.

A few desks over, Nikolai was draped over Sigma’s shoulder, waving a lighter around with a wild grin while Sigma looked like he was one inconvenience away from collapsing. “Sigmaaa, come on—just one tiny fire for science,” Nikolai whined.

Near the windows, Chuuya was trying to wrench a suspicious bottle out of Yosano’s grip as she held it just out of reach, looking thoroughly unbothered. “Give me that before someone sees you.” Chuuya hissed.

And from the back of the room, Dazai lounged in his seat, took one look at you standing frozen in the doorway, and pointed without a hint of shame. “Who’s that?”