HTT Drummer, Ritsu!

Welcome, students, to your first day of class.  You think you’re safe?  All cozy in your desks with your pencils and paper…but you have yet to meet the teacher of this class…oooooh no.

In a massive explosion the door flies off it’s hinges and blows through the window along the opposite wall.  Through the smoke and destruction walks a woman who seems to think she owns the place.  And yes, that is a missile launcher in her hands.

The large square gun is tossed onto the desk, causing everything on the desk to slide off with it as the woman takes her seat upon the desk, because FUCK CHAIRS.

Ritsu laid across her desk, arms wrapped around each other. Her books were ready for her lesson, her classmates staring forwards awaiting their teacher. Ritsu? She didn't care. Tried of this world she found herself in, the teacher she had, the next lesson she was forced to go to. None of it mattered.

Till she heard the loud crack as the door flung open, raising her head promptly, droll moist onto her papers.

"A-Ah-… I’m Shu. Ouma Shu." He introduces himself back, bowing back to her and shifting on his feet, rubbing the back of his neck as he tries to figure out what to do. Normal? His mind flashes to everything that happened before he found himself here, and he has to struggle a little to keep his smile in place. "I’m not sure if I’m normal the way you’re hoping. I don’t think I’m normal to myself, but… hopefully, it’ll be enough…?"

If this person is like him… if she’s stuck in here, too…

Maybe there’s a chance that they can work together and figure out what is going on? That’s not the kind of thing that he’d think of doing without some help, but since Gai isn’t here-…

Grinning at him, she listened to what he said. Remember after just a flash that she wasn't home, and this was the first person like herself that she had met. Instantly dropping her smile.

"I.. I'm from Japan! Shiga Prefecture!" Trying to keep up her excited attitude, she continued with eagerness. "And where are you from, Shu-kun?!" 

Turning her head of a moment, she tried to look behind her. "We should get back, I don't know what happens if you miss a class. I've been too scared to find out."

Sitting under a tree, Shu’s mind wanders. Skipping class in this place wasn’t really a problem - he didn’t belong here, there was no reason to listen to their lectures. Instead, he ran his fingers along the blades of grass, his mind wandering back to the people he learned to care about, to Haruka.

Inori would have loved this place…

The sound of the bell ringing broke him out of his thoughts, and it took him a moment to realize that someone was walking out of the garden. None of the robotic students went to the garden—

He stood up, following the girl. He had no idea what he was doing, but it seemed better than to sit under the tree and mope over his situation.

Words filled the air, unlike any she had heard. Emotion. Emotion filled the masculine voice that got louder from behind. Turning, a bright smiled crawled upon her face, her eyes wide with excitement.

"Nn... You're.. A person!" Delight overcame her as she grabbed his arms, shaking him slightly, sweet laughter on her lips.

Pulling one of these little trinkets from her pocket, wanting to investigate it a bit more. It looked like a metal mouth, but it was small, maybe about two inches in length and one in width. Beginning to press down on it, the object functioning just like a jaw would, a voice startled her and caused the olive-skinned girl to drop it. A loud thud following as it hit the ground, and echoed through the empty hallway.

"I don't know where any maps are." Her eyes lowered as she let out a deep sigh. Not only was she away from her friends and in a strange school, but the one person she finds isn't very friendly at all. Letting out an even bigger sigh, she pushed these feelings aside. Determined to make a friend.

"What's that?" Watching the tall woman bend down to retrieve an unknown object.

Everyone’s “happiness” and “sadness” I’m experiencing all of it together with you ”Girly Storm Shissou Stick”