Kekekerax
"Apologies for the sudden interruption. It seems there's been an unexpected issue with our classroom arrangements. Due to a higher number of students joining this year, one of the rooms, originally meant for storage, will now be used as an extra classroom."
A beat of silence followed. The announcement seemed to hang in the air like a slow-building question.
"However," he continued, "that room can only accommodate eleven students, so the staff decided to randomly assign a small group to it. If your name is called, please know this was chosen purely by random draw. There's no ranking or special criteria involved. It's simply how the numbers worked out."
The faint sound of papers shuffling filled the intercom, the rustle echoing through every corridor and classroom. A few students leaned forward in their seats, and others crossed their fingers just for the fun of it.
"Sakurai Juliana."
"Shirogane Luresse."
"Giovanni Genesis."
"Fujimori Janin."
"Valerra Marilyn."
"Arishiro Paul."
"Tachibana Zhanda."
"Kurogane Ashton."
"Kurogane Arthur."
"Akamine Red."
"And last but not least... Ideue Grynt."
At Bright Lights Academy, nothing ever goes according to plan.
When a handful of students are randomly selected by the school system and placed into a brand-new classroom known as Class 1-A, no one expects much more than awkward introductions and quiet days. Instead, chaos follows them at every turn. Whether it's unexpected events, impulsive decisions, or moments that spiral wildly out of control, Class 1-A quickly becomes known as the most unpredictable class in the school.
But beneath the noise and confusion, something else begins to form. Through shared misadventures, spontaneous hangouts, and bonds forged in the middle of disorder, these students slowly grow closer.
This is the story of Class 1-A. Messy, loud, heartfelt, and anything but ordinary.