The first, excruciating day (Open Starter)
Usually, Sasori would not be here. He would not have been walking to a classroom, where he knew dozens of kids were waiting to irritate him. He would not have been dressed in somewhat formal clothes, complete with a tie. But here he was, trudging through the hallways with a somewhat irritated expression on his face.
He wasn't lost; no, not at all. He knew perfectly well where he was going, he just didn't want to go there. And no, he didn't need any help, nor was he a student, thank you very much. Sasori brushed past a group of giggling students, locating his classroom. It was strangely quiet, devoid of any of the loud babble that came with a class of students. He peered inside through the window of the door; empty. Huh.
Taking out the sheet of paper with his schedule on it, Sasori found that he didn't have classes at the moment. What a surprise; he had another hour to go before he needed to teach, Just about enough to prepare himself for whatever was to come.
"Thank God..." Sasori muttered, stepping back and turning around to go to the teacher's lounge. To his surprise, he found himself face-to-face with someone.
"... Can I help you?" Sasori asked, raising an eyebrow.