Creative Gakuen

Things don't look to be starting up any time soon, you're good. Sandor is fine!

Daniel and Justine stepped out of their escort bright and early at 6 AM. Daniel scanned the the campus and took in a deep breath.
"Creative Gakuen." he said calmly, "It wasn't too long ago I was a student here. It's hard to believe I'm starting my new career as a teacher today!"
Justine slumped out of the jet black car latching onto the handle of a large suitcase and coated with the straps of multiple bags stuffed with cosmetics and school supplies, as well as bags underneath her eyes. Compared to Daniel's perfectly ironed flannel tucked neatly into his pants, Justine's hair was haphazardly thrown into a ponytail and clothes wrinkled and thrown on last minute. She slammed the door behind her and allowed the car to roll off.
"Are all teacher meetings so early in the morning?" Justine yawned. Daniel shrugged and began walking into the building, Justine tailing slowly behind.
Daniel pointed to the large billboard. "The staff meeting is going to begin soon, so I'm going to have to leave you here. The dorm assignments are on that billboard over there."
"I know the drill, Daniel." Justine mumbled as she watched her brother walk into the observatory. She grumbled to herself about her displeasure with the time and made her way to the billboard. By the time she usually arrives, the area is full of students crowding around the assignments, but at this time in the morning, the hall was empty with the exception of one overly excited girl with loops in her hair. Justine scanned the board,
"Room 1D with a girl named....Himawari?" Justine sighed, "alright, let's get this year started."

Swift steps echoed as Kadana walked through the schools halls, his chains rattled near incessantly; hanging loosely on his neck and at his sides; as he strode. He was preparing for a new day and while he had easier methods of travel at his disposal he decided to forgo them. His snowy hair flew back behind him as he traveled towards the area where the assembly would be held, and sat silently, waiting.

Hesitantly Yoi Hitobito peered around the main hall, staying quiet against a wall far from the bulletin. She knew nearly everyone else would have to go to it at some point. tugging at her hair; dark as night; Yoi quietly yet frantically scurried towards the board, attempting to catch a quick glance at her placement. She caught the number before quickly bustling in the direction of the living quarters. Unable to catch the name of her dorm-mate all Yoi could do was hope they weren't around much or would ignore her existence.

Horace stepped into the main hall, his powers obfuscating his real face with normal features in case he should come into the presence of any others in the area. He gruffly stumbled towards the bulletin which would decide his housing situation this year, music bleeding from his headphones. He was quiet as he approached and caught the name Haruto. An unknown name to him, however they would be the new tenants of 2C this year. With his fate decided, the young Freeman slogged out into his new life as dictated by the school.

With notes in their binder and everything else immaculately stored away, Quinn left their car to enter Creative Gakuen. The one thing on their mind was hoping to not only see eager and invested students, but teachers that they could interact with and get to know before the year formally started. But they wanted to surprise themselves with the students. Knowing each student could wait. And honestly they only needed to know who was taking their class. Quinn hoped to themselves that they would be able to leave a good impression on the students, and encouraged their passion and drive to learn. Even if the role of being a teacher did not necessarily promise those goals, it would be a good achievement to earn.

The first to arrive to the academy was Gina, who tapped her foot, waiting for the one student she already knew. It took her about five minutes of waiting before Janice arrived on the scene, trying to balance an almost empty cup of mocha in one hand without splashing the warm liquid on her skin.
"What is this?" Gina remarked on Janice's messy appearance with her hair fluffing out from her running to the academy entrance. "You couldn't hope to stay awake without caffeine or what?"
Janice gulped the rest of the coffee, wiped her mouth and tossed the disposable cup at Gina. "Shut it, Gina. Come on, we have to get inside." She walked away immediately, leaving Gina with the cup in her hands.
"Jesus, you could at least take care of your own trash," she yelled at Janice, tossing the cup into the nearby trashcan, following her inside to where the other students were looking at the roster.

It was nearly 6 AM. The sun was just beginning to show its rays as Amy Pickett opened the doors of Creative Gakuen. She always did love mornings, and she always saw being early as a virtue.
Amy sighed as she strolled into an empty hallway. She looked around but could see no one. She was content with that, however. She never really liked to be around too many people. Carrying her two small bags, she walked up to an important looking bulletin board. Finding her name she laughed quietly to herself.
"Amelia Hoffman?" she muttered. "How funny, we have such similar names..." She started to walk off in a direction she knew would lead her to her new dorm. She knew her way around. It was her second year here, after all. Turning a corner she bumped into someone quite small- even shorter then herself.
"Oh, I-I'm so sorry!" she called out after the girl. The girl turned around an struck a rather cute pose.
"No need to fear!" she shouted. Her gleeful voice echoed in the hallway. "Nothing phases me!" she winked, turning around an running off toward the bulletin board. Amy watched as the girl's hair bounced up and down in her cute looped pigtails.
"What a character..." she smiled to herself as she straightened out her clothes and continued on her way.