First Impact (Closed)

Dragon Queen kept pace alongside the young support course student, eyeing him with the same curiosity a cat does with a mouse. Itazura's body language reeked of intimidation, from slouched shoulders to a defeated look in the teen's eyes. Izanami did not care in the least, the world was full of uncomfortable situations. He should be flattered she was giving him extra attention, so few were tolerable ways to spend her precious free time. "The dorms are but a short walk, and I could use that time to make an impromptu inspection of the 1-H dormitories. I have no doubt your homeroom teacher would thank me for that." The woman was a model of efficiency, even if this menial task was technically needless.

As the two walked Izanami glanced over occasionally at young Masaru's notes, some of his musings seemed reasonable, other scribbles were more fanciful. Her cold eyes locked on the words 'time machine' and the dragoness simply shoot her head. Now why would he want that? Obviously so he could go back far enough to not bump into her chest. Izanami was well aware she struck more fear in her students than most. She did not mind, there were far more intimidating things out there than a strict woman with their best intentions at heart. The sooner the students of Shiketsu realized this, the better. Someday they'd look back on their fears and chuckle at how silly they were.

When the two reached the door outside, Izanami held it open for her student to pass through. "Age before Beauty." She said, an adage her mother frequently enjoyed. Outside the main campus building was a large grass courtyard. It featured an exquisitely maintained koi pond, several walking paths, and a plethora of cherry blossom trees. The latter were sadly not in bloom this time of year, though they were beautiful when they did. On the far end of the courtyard lay the student dormitories, arranged left to right from 1-A to 3-H. Each building was four stories tall, with its class designation emblazoned on the side in huge gold and black Shiketsu colors lettering.

Dormitories had become a mainstay composition of Hero Schools, since their initial adoption by the pioneering U-A High. Shiketsu was quick to follow suit, copying its rival within the same school year. Students and staff needed swipe their ID cards at the door to be permitted entry, and while technically students did not have access to any dorm but their designated one, nothing stopped friends in other courses and years from letting them in. Several groups of Support Students were mulling about outside the 1-H dorms, and they quickly snapped to attention at the sight of Dragon Queen coming. Most students rightly assumed her presence unannounced was a sign of coming punishment. Today was not the case.

Izanami simply smiled, dismissing the students with a casual wave of the hand. "At ease, I'm here with young Masaru. He has piqued my curiosity this afternoon." The buxom teacher said, getting sighs of relief and nervous smiles in response. Izanami swiped her badge and the doors chimed as they unlocked. The bottom floor of each dorm had a large central lobby, with an attached kitchen, a small work out room, several private rooms for study, and naturally a small laundry room in the back. Staircases led to the upper floors, which each included their own small lounge in a communal space with most of the floor dedicated to the actual bedrooms. There was also a small storage room on each level that contained air conditioning and heating units, as well as custodial supplies. "Shall we?" Izanami said simply as she stepped inside.

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