Over Misfit High's expansive campus, the midday sun shone, casting a pleasant glow that is famed for developing brilliant brains. Adrian walked down one of the colorful hallways; his outstanding appearance—white hair falling in an exquisite manner and piercing grey eyes—turned onlookers at every turn. His first year of high school, which would soon intersect with exceptional fates, was upon him at the tender age of sixteen.
Whispers of secrets echoed behind Adrian as he made his way through the maze-like corridors. Unable to resist his appeal, the girls were mesmerized by his attractiveness but lamented his apparent lack of supernatural prowess. In the meantime, the males, glancing at him with jealousy, cursed his attractive face, thinking that if he had powers, His seductive charm would cause their relationships to fall apart.
Distracted by the whispers circulating about him, Adrian walked with a calm assurance, driven by a deep feeling of intention. His destination was the busy cafeteria at Misfit High, a mingling pot of conflicting goals and personalities. After he finished his dinner, Adrian's sharp eyes searched the room for an empty haven, a peaceful nook to escape the turmoil of high school life.
Derrick, a sturdy friend with green hair and focused eyes, called out to Adrian in the middle of the busy cafeteria. The two were connected by a friendship that went beyond their differences in looks; they were more than just classmates. Adrian walked over to the table, and the disgruntled looks from those surrounding them revealed the a silent tension that persisted every time the "powerless boy" occupied their space.
Curious about Adrian's unexplained disappearances after courses, Derrick asked him, "Where did you head off to?" in a lighthearted manner.
"Derrick, nothing important. Adrian said, "Just a quick trip to the principal's office," skillfully avoiding raising any red flags.
In the middle of their chat, a formidable quintet of boys—a collection of individual personalities that demanded notice—came into view. The gang was led by the twins, one with vivid blue hair and the other with intense yellow eyes. To the eclectic mixture were a bespectacled individual, a pair of people who resembled Chinese people, and a brawny figure with jet-black hair.
Disregarding Derrick's icy stare, one of the twins boldly grabbed Adrian's food, eliciting a fruitless outcry from his guardian angel. Adrian declined to intensify the argument in spite of Derrick's protestations. But Derrick was understandably furious when Adrian abruptly booted him to the ground in punishment for his decision to let go.
"Are you guys picking a fight?" Derrick pushed back, steeling himself against the mounting stress. The simmering hatred was reflected in the cafeteria, which became a battlefield of flying objects, with spoons and stones turning into homemade projectiles.
The clamor suddenly subsided when the bell rang, announcing that lunch was over. After the cafeteria closed, there was only the threat of more altercations.
Adrian took a seat in the stillness of '1f' as the class was addressed by the homeroom teacher, a commanding presence with a graceful silhouette. Excitement erupted in the room at hearing about the next field trip, and anticipation flared at the prospect of a combat class for the upcoming year.
As she broke the news, the homeroom teacher's gentle, melodic voice filled the room. She said, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "You all should get ready because we are going on a field trip next week." "But before the trip, we will be having our next combat class with another class of your year, so put on a good show, and you shall be rewarded."
Adrian seemed oblivious to the excitement surrounding him as the expectation hung in the air as he peered out the classroom window. His eyes held a mute intensity that suggested a story that was still to come, a story that was deeply ingrained in Misfit High.