"A new term signifies a new starting point, a new beginning."
"New students stand for new thoughts, new hopes."
"We, the old ones, will eventually fade away."
"As history has once told us... This world is ours and also yours, but ultimately, it is yours. You are like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, and hopes are pinned on you."
"You should be as splendid as the summer flowers, and as brilliant as the fireworks."
"Here, no one will be silenced."
"There's always a part of the sky that belongs to you and it's waiting for you to shine."
The atmosphere in the main hall was somewhat solemn.
The large clusters of light under the ceiling had lit up again, following a complex path, sprinkling brilliance and creating a vast world of white.
The freshmen from the four academies had already left the corridor and had gathered in front of Principal Nameless.
