Turning Point

Freshmen Year Part One

Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21.

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"Alright. Let's do this."

15-year old Anezaki Mamori opened the door of her assigned room in Deimon High. Excited and slightly nervous for her upcoming entrance exams that will happen in a few minutes. As much as her mother wanted her to be in high school that suited her intellect, the pink-haired junior high school student only considered a handful of schools that were nearer to her. Mamori promised her mother that she would go to a top university as she graduated from high school instead.

Mamori was always the early bird for important events like this, so she was surprised that three male students arrived earlier than her. The male student that looked like a round eggcorn was easier to notice than the other two students. The other male student looked too old to be in high school, while the last student -albeit the loudest out of the three- looked like some devil incarnate. Mamori didn't give much thought about the three when she immediately noticed the overall decorations of the room, slightly surprised by its unmatched design for an event like entrance exams.

If she was right, those decorations were all American football-related. Mamori didn't remember an American football club in the Deimon pamphlet.

Mamori decided to let her suspicions slide out as she needed to focus on the incoming entrance exams. She decided to take a seat at the front.

A few minutes later, the room was full. Chatters from everywhere scattered across the room, which majority of them were topics about the weird room decorations.

"Good morning, everyone." The proctor entered the room holding the pile of papers on one hand.

Then in the blink of an eye, the proctor was pushed out of the room by the blonde student that Mamori noticed a few minutes ago. Mamori blinked in surprise yet again as if the day didn't get any weirder.

It didn't take a while when the same blonde student walked in with the proctor a few steps behind. Murmurs began to arise once again when the proctor is now using an American football outfit, which matches the decorations in the room. The proctor told everyone to go to the sports' tryouts soon while he was shivering in fear.

Mamori couldn't believe what she just witnessed, it's as if she is still absorbing what has happened a few moments ago. She gets that there are still people who would like to go bully others even at a high school level, but to think that there would be a student so cruel to harass an actual staff in school amongst everyone in the room.

A menacing laugh can be heard from behind. It was no doubt from the student that forced that proctor to wear the American football uniform. She glared at the hysterically laughing suspect, who was two seats behind her.

"I won't tolerate such behavior. When I get into Deimon, I'll join the disciplinary committee."

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Hiruma Youichi finished his entrance exams in less than 30 minutes.

Now waiting at the school's hallway, he leaned on the wall, which was across the room's door. He lifted his rifle onto his shoulder and closed his eyes. Hiruma knew that Musashi would pass, so there's no use to think of other options for the blonde to do. It was Kurita he was thinking more about. True, Hiruma put up those American football decorations in their room to motivate Kurita (besides to market the sport to would-be deimon students), but the chances of big comrade to fail still resides. Hiruma has no choice but to use his little black threat book if such a scenario will happen.

The sound of the door opening made Hiruma open his eyes. He wasn't expecting anyone to finish until the next thirty minutes.

A female student with pink hair emerged from the room. Just when she silently closed the door, the student stared at Hiruma, then at his rifle.