Cardfight!! Vanguard: Generations Volume 1 [Yuuto Birth]

- Part 2

The second day of school was mainly admin and an introduction to our new lives. We ran over the course objectives and other basics. Timetables and other materials were handed out, and a lot of the information was just sent straight to our phones.

One thing I'd notice while spending time in the class was how run-down it actually was. Of course, it was like any other classroom, but the general state of our class wasn't as clean or tidy as I'd expect it to be.

Some dark patches and graffiti were on the wall, and the quality of our chairs were subpar at best. Our tables also had a few faults, such as being slightly damaged or off-balanced. Many people complained over this, but we just had to get used to it. Situated on the ceiling were more CCTV cameras that observed everything that we did. Outside of that, many of my classmates were using the school's goodwill for their own advantage.

For example, Yukimura made a spectacle of himself by sleeping through the entirety of Hiden-sensei's Japanese lesson, and the boy who had disregarded Sakigamiya's suggestion of introductions - I had learnt his name was Yamaguchi Teruhiko - was messing about in the back of the class. Some of the gyaru, like the one who stood in front of me in the entrance ceremony - her name was Suzuki Mayuri - were on their phones despite it being forbidden to do so.

I thought the teachers would notice, but they showed no signs of doing so. Ultimately, it was up to each individual student whether or not he or she would want to listen or participate in class. It seems that the statement about freedom to do what you want in classes was true. Despite her strict appearance, Chabashira-sensei was rather lenient and didn't punish her students at all, even if they weren't listening to her or paying attention to the lesson.

Even though vulgar words about her came from the boys and were slung around the classroom, she didn't pay any attention to it. It felt like it was bordering sexual harassment. They even gave her a pet name ("Shizuka-chan-sensei") already. Were these people really accepted into GEN Academy? How did they manage to get past the entrance exam with that attitude?

The other teachers that came to teach, such as Akusa-sensei and Toujou-sensei, were surprisingly warm and friendly. Like Chabashira-sensei and Hiden-sensei, they didn't take action against the students poor behaviour. It made me wonder if this were how all teachers were like after leaving compulsory education.

Lunchtime had came around, and I began collecting up my notes for the day so far. The lessons today were quite easy going, as if to ease us back into the swing of things. Still though, the class was insanely rowdy. The moment the bell rang half the class had disappeared, most of them going with their new friends to eat together.

Then, there was me... I had failed to truly make friends with other people yesterday. That was because I went into recluse, spending the rest of my day staying in my room.

Everyone else pretty much had friends. A few others were like me, alone, but generally they didn't seem to be bothered by it. Some of them even looked to appear pleased with solitude.

Even so, I still had one person I could rely on. I watched Tadokoro get up from her seat and join the girls like Sakigamiya and Hono to go eat lunch. In the middle of that pack of girls was the class ikemen, Matsushita. Originally, he called out and asked who wanted to join him for lunch.

I tried to answer his call, since I felt like we were friends after our interactions on the cruise ship, and when we met eyes, he tried calling for me. But due to his popularity with the girls, he was swarmed and was forcibly taken away. As usual, he tried playing the good guy, but it backfired on him. I couldn't consider us friends after that difference in social status.

I turned to look at Yukina's seat, but she had disappeared. It seems that she was with the group of girls that had left, and was talking to Sakigamiya about some mundane things. She's truly blossomed into a riajuu. I'm proud of her.