"Alright, class! Let's begin!"
The large number of students scurried around to their own desks, hearing me command them as I walked through the door.
Currently, it was homeroom, and I myself was teaching. Specifically, 2-A, as I've mentioned before. Most of them were extremely nice, as they were specially picked to be in this class. They were all new this year, like I have said before, and had a chance of a lifetime for even getting into the hero course. They would have to work extremely hard this year, as they haven't gotten the training that the first years have gotten.
As I went through all the announcements, like the schedule for the week, this week's special in the cafeteria, and much more, a student raised their hand.
Beautiful turquoise hair fell off their shoulders, and their eyes wide like an American. Very skinny as well, although not having any unique body features other than their American eyes and hair.
"Yes, Aoi?" I questioned letting the person speak. They squirmed lightly, seeing the rest of their fellow students turn to look at them as they lowered their hand.
"Uh-uhm I heard today from some third years that we were choosing a class representative, is that true?"
I smiled quietly, watching as the rest of the students' faces lit up at the mention of a choosing of a class rep. The class began whispering to one another excitedly, no doubt many of them wanting to be a part of the class student body.
"Ah, yes. The annual event of choosing a class representative." I started and began to wander around the classroom, weaving through all the rows of desks, catching the eyes of many students. I slyly smirked, "This is very important for you all as it could look very good on resumes and applications when applying for hero agencies. But!-" I stopped at one of my student's desks, one that was very ego-driven, much like one in Shota's class. I lightly slammed my palm on the piece of furniture, continuing on once I noticed the boy's distress, "-many are not chosen, and if one is, they may not be fit for the job. So choose wisely, or else it may affect the rest of your lives." I cackled evilly, scaring the students a bit, as I made my way back to the front.
I could feel the tense air, and the looks on their faces were priceless. I couldn't stop myself from bursting out laughing, waving my hands about playfully as I saw the class's confusion. "Ah, I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Picking a class representative is not as scary as that." I paused for a slight second, letting my breathing get back to normal. "Although, it is an important role. This someone needs to be a leader, strong, caring, and responsible. So you do still have to choose wisely. We can do a class vote to decide. Now write down your vote on the papers I had just handed out."
The students seemed surprised at this last statement, seeing as I handed them out while they were all distracted by my 'evil' speech. Once the surprise was over, many began excitingly writing down on the blank pieces of paper.
Once the voting was over, the class president and vice president stood up at the front, me standing near the desk in the corner of the room.
The president was the person from earlier, Aoi Toda, and the vice president was a boy named Hiroshi Taguchi. Both of them were very responsible and kind, and I knew they would be great at the roles they were given.
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"Well, that's it today! Congratulations Toda and Taguchi! I hope you all got to know each other better because of this! You are now excused!"
The class began packing up and leaving for lunch at my command, leaving me to sigh and head towards the teacher's lounge.
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