Dissidia Academy

Prologue - Dissidia Academy

The classroom was quiet. Few of the students where talking, and they had ceased when Sephiroth entered. He stepped up to the board and wrote his name neatly in cursive. "My name is Sephiroth, and I'll be your Homeroom teacher for the rest of your time here at Final Fantasy Highschool or Dissidia Academy, whichever of those names you prefer" said the silver haired teacher. "Now, you're supposed to refer to your teachers as mister, miss, misses, teacher, or professor. However, I don't care for these names, I feel they distance the teachers from the class, somewhat. So you can just call me by my name." He gave the class a warm smile. They all wore the same outfits. A white button up with grey slacks and a grey jacket. Some of the girls wore skirts instead, amongst other slight alterations. Tidus neglected his jacket and had left his shirt partially unbuttoned. Zidane had done the same and rolled up his sleeves. Bartz had his jacket on but left his shirt partially unbuttoned. Sephiroth spotted a handful of other violations, but he didn't mind. However, if vice principal Chaos saw that....well, he wished the students luck.

He picked up a clipboard off of his desk and put on his glasses. "Starting with Terra and ending with Firion, please stand up and introduce yourself" he said, then gestured to the green haired girl at the front of class.

She timidly stood up, holding one of her arms with the other. "M-my name is Terra Branford, nice to meet you" she said, quickly sitting down.

Next was a blonde boy with with a big grin on his face. "The names Tidus, Tidus Caladbolg I'm seventeen and an ace Blitzball player" he said, pointing to himself the entire time with his thumb.

The class proceeded as such until they reached a chocolate haired boy in a tank top. He sat at the front of the third row with his arms crossed and his head hanging low. "Mister..." Sephiroth paused to look at his seating chart "...Klauser, could you please introduce yourself?"

The silver haired teacher was answered by light snoring. Sephiroth narrowed his eyes and took the yardstick off of his desk. The boy behind the sleeper, who was reading a book, realized what was about to transpire and sighed. He closed his book loudly and thumped the boy in front of him on the head with it. "Hey Bartz, wake up" he said irritably.

"Hhmm" moaned the boy. He looked up to find Sephiroth looming over him menacingly. "Uh...um I....uh" he stammered, obviously unnerved. Sephiroth's expression changed from "murder" to "friendship".

"If you would," he said "please stand up and introduce yourself to the class."

"Um, I'm, uh, Bartz Klauser" he said, standing awkwardly. He stared at the teacher, looking for some form of recognition.

"You can sit back down now" Sephiroth said as he sat back behind his desk.

The boy who had been reading his book had resumed. He didn't even look up from it as he spoke. "Squall Leonhart, age seventeen, hometown; Balamb." With that, the class resumed introductions. They had just enough time before the bell rang, and the twenty-five students moved on to the next class.

At the end of the day, the students were brought to the dorms and assigned rooms. The curfew today was eight, because school truly began tomorrow.