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Welcome to Villain High 2.0
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Spring. Sunny. Warm. School. Slightly cloudy, but it was sure to be a very nice day outside. A very nice day, but at least here that would be shrouded over.

Here we are. Here they are. Watch them go. It's the first day of this new and bustling school year in this poor ramshackle Osaka school. It was Orientation day for the first year students. It was time for then to meet their teachers, learn their classes, and well, start this school year of with a bang!

"Alright! Gather around kiddos!!" A blonde male with glasses smiled, a clipboard in hand as he waits for all the first years to gather around him as he waited in the entrance hall. He has a small red flag poking high above his head on his back as he stands there. Clearly the flag was to help him from losing students. He had one hand in the air, as if the flag wasn't enough, "Once everyone is here we are going to begin the tour!" he continues. this was Arihito Yamaguchi. He was to be their English teacher once the classes officially began. He planned on ending their tour with their homeroom class and teacher, who would then, hopefully begin his class? Ari worried about that man, but he trusted the principal's instinct. The blonde looked over those entering the building, not to many of them were her yet... But not to worry. They should be here in time. He glanced at his watch, yeah, they still had time.

A long black car pulled up to the building, although it was only long due to the required space capacity. That and the owner did have a bit of cash. When it stopped a man with red hair pulled into a ponytail stepped out of the car, he had a pair of rabbit ears poking out if it as well, and he was smiling. After him came out a large sum of other rabbits, all teens who wore the school's uniform and headed up to the building. The red haired older rabbit looked over all the other younger rabbits with his arms crossed. They all mostly chatted amongst themselves, although the older ones would head over to other students to greet. The last person to exit the car on the other hand had bright green hair, and did not seem to be a rabbit. This, was Dai. Why was he in Kouta's black car? Well the man was heading to the school to chat with one of the staff, and decided to give his siblings car ride. On the other hand, Dai had been stopping by to say hello, and got dragged along with. It was annoying, but it couldn't be helped. Another few rabbits popped out of the car with Dai. Ai, the youngest rabbit to be attending the school this year. She was quiet as usual, along wit her brothers Akoi and Yori. Akoi, aside from Aoi, was the youngest looking sibling here due to his incurable baby face. Him and Yori were heading for the support course. Akoi was clinging onto Yori's arm. He looked like he was about to cry looking at all these people, while Yori on the other hand looked as if someone had just abandoned him in a girl's slumber party. As in, completely done with everything. Before he got very far, Kouta stopped him. Or to be exact, he stopped Akoi, who was glued to his arm at the moment. "Akoi. Your a complete mess." He chuckles, as he eyes Akoi's completely disheveled uniform. Clearly in the rush to get out this morning no one had fixed it yet. Kouta knelled as he goes about fixing it. The uniform a was a mess, a little big and a tad wrinkled. He first helped him tuck his shirt in before helping tie his tie. "You really have got to figure this stuff out Koi-chan." He chuckles a little before standing up again, ruffling Akoi's hair, "And don't forget to with this mess." he grins, "If you're not careful you might end up all looking homeless." he teases, "I will not!!" Akoi huffs, crossing his arms before Kouta looks to Yori, "Make sure to keep an eye on him." he smiles before leaning in to whisper to the blue-haired male, "Maybe teach him some of your hair grooming techniques, you have always been quite good at it." Kouta smiles, before running a hand through Yori's hair, "Seriously, it's really soft, and there isn't a knot in even a single strand, I don't know how you do it." He chuckles. Dai peered at the brothers, his attention focused on Kouta, he didn't trust the male, but they were allies at the moment thanks to his father, so that was good enough for him, but that didn't mean he had to fully trust him. He watched them interact, he didn't know Kouta as well as the other Abe's since he was an adult and actually spent time working, but he that he definitely wasn't pretending to be nice. The man definitely cared for his brothers and sisters. But he also wasn't the nicest guy either, that he also knew. For a moment Kouta's eyes slid to meet Dai's, and he smiled, it seemed friendly, but Dai could tell it was just the opposite. Clearly they each felt the same way about each other. Dai looked over at Saburo and Ai, it would probably be best if they got inside, orientation and all. where was Tsukiko though? Dai could of sworn he saw him.

Another male with dark skin and shiny metal hair was rolling down the sidewalk on his skateboard. He smiled as he rolled up to the building, First day, how awesome. As he rolled up to the doors he stepped on his skateboard, kicking it up as he put it under his arm and went through the doors. To this he was greeted by a very excited blonde man. The blonde was herding all the freshman towards him and was talking. A lot.

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Yume
Yume sprung to attention when he heard the call for first years and immediately began to make his way over to the blonde haired man. The anxiety had now been replaced by a subtle excitement, with the pale malformed flesh on his face twisting and writhing rhythmically and distorting his mouth into a half smile.
Yume made his way inside at the same time as another first year; a darker skinned kid with shiny metal hair and a skate board. How great! He reminded Yume of his friends in elementary school, so who better to try introduce himself to first?

"Hey... Nice board! Its wheels look super slick." Yume leaned his torso downwards to be closer in height to the boy, his body contorting in an uncomfortably fluid way. His voice too was raspy, and in this case more lispy then usual due to the current malformation on his face.
"And the hair too!" Yume raised one of his hands and gave the 'ok' sign. His fingers, just like his body, were uncomfortably fluid and seemed to be devoid of joints as they made a perfectly smooth circle.

"I'm Yume. You?"

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Tadaomi Hashimoto
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Tadaomi was surprised at first when he was spoken to, pushing his safety glasses up on his face as he turned to face the new voice. He was caught slightly off guard by the boy's appearance, the fluidity bothered him, but as to not offend anyone he quickly composed himself. After all, it wasn't right to judge people by their looks he thought. Nit his fault after all. He shifted his board under his arm, glancing at it as the kid mentions it's wheels, a lopsided smile spreading across his face, "Yeah?" He asks, "I actually had a pretty hard time getting these bad boys since I'm pretty picky," He starts, "You've got a good eye." He nods, "Not only are these things boys good for multi-terrain skating, but they are great for speed as well." He continues. He reaches into his pocket pulling out something which he takes a bite of. One would assume it's something along the lines of a candy bar if not for the blatant metallic shine. He raises an eyebrow as his hair is mentioned, swallowing before he grins, "Wanna touch it?" He offers. Often times his peers wanted to touch his hair since metal hair was 'odd.' Although a small part of him was annoyed that he offered. But that was the small prejudiced side of him, which he quickly stamped out. No prejudice in this household. Sticking the metal chunk in his mouth, where it hung out like a candy bar, he pocketed the bag he was holding it in before extending that hand in greeting. The metal quickly disappears into his mouth before swallowing. "Tadaomi." He greets.
 

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