Class C: Civil War

Introductions

An abject silence permeated through the classroom with the advent of personal introductions dropped like an atom bomb into the center of the classroom. Who would be the first to reveal themselves and take the plunge?

"Uhm, I guess we can start from the front then. Hi, I'm Ishizaki Daichi. Nice to meet all you guys!"

A plain guy with a rather boorish face stood up and introduced himself at the front of the class. Props to him, he took initiative. Didn't seem like a bad guy either. The energy amped up in the last part of the introduction, I wonder if I could emulate that... Nah, impossible.

"Then, um next person I guess." It seems the expectations of the crowd put him off, the attention was immediately flung to his neighbor.

The neighbor herself reacted meekly to the sudden spotlight.

".... Uhm!"

"M-My name i-is Morofuji Rika. Nice to m-meet you all...!" A small shy girl which could best be described as mousey attempted to pry herself free from our gazes, hiding her head in her arms after introducing herself. Her hair loosely gathered in a bun sat above her head as two long strands framed the sides of her face. Her chosen hairstyle along with thick rimmed glasses expressed a deep-seated desire for invisibility, and it was successful. Nearly every student turned from her after she finished introducing herself. Despite Morofuji's lack of sociability, or rather because of it I found myself remembering the name in my mind. Like minds gather, I suppose.

The introductions followed along the front row, until an introduction I was waiting for was taking place. The first person on the next row was the girl who was reading a book before the assembly.

"Oh! My apologies! My name is Shiina Hiyori I enjoy reading, mainly mystery books. But I've also read other genres as well. Let's get along." It seems she wasn't ready for the introduction as she was nose-deep in a book before she was called. She could be a contender for first friend, I'll have to remember that.

Eventually the mountain to my immediate north shown signs of moving, which is of course impossible for a mountain. As the mass risen from the chair under the desk the earth rumbled aggressively. (Definitely not an over exaggeration.)

"Albert Yamada." 

A gruff voice had emerged from the titan setting him apart from the children which inhabited the room. His voice also distinctively held an American-like accent which may have been enhanced due to his name being the only words spoken. I wonder if he didn't say more because he can't speak much Japanese? Or maybe he's shy, sometimes appearances can be deceiving. He had also spoken his given name first.

"I guess I'm next! The one and only Nakaizumi Tsumugi! Let's get along!"

This was the girl that had sold her seat just a moment ago. She was rather playful with her language but her appearance was unassuming. She had short red hair with her bangs clipped back showing her forehead. Otherwise she was rather petite and gave off a cute feeling like a small animal. No doubt she'd be popular with the boys in the class.