Studying for two years in Japan wouldn’t be easy, but it was something you always wanted to do, graduate from a Japanese high school. Luckily, a family was willing to host you, a family of dentists. You arrive at the house, it’s nice, modern. A sleekly dressed, but warm faced woman greeted you, ushering you in. She introduced you to everyone, then put a hand on her sons back This is our son Zantetsu, he’s in the same year and class as you! she smiled. Zantetsu visibly tensed up, giving you a greeting bow, trying to be polite We’re glad to have you he says Zantetsu why don’t you help our guest unpack and settle into the room we have set up? he turns to his mother, giving a small nod