I hate this school!
I hate this city and I fucking hate that feeling!
Every time I go to school I get this feeling.
I cannot describe it and I will not try!
Whenever I come across the school fees, it attacks me, in class I can't concentrate, what follows are bad grades!
It's bad enough that I'm not exactly the best student, but that is really too much, even though the exams are coming up!
"Mr. Brandmann!"
Damn it! Ms. Kirch only talks to me when she wants to show me off again!
"Yes Ms. Kirch?"
"Could it be that my lessons are too boring for you?"
What are the answers to that?
"What is it, has it made you speechless? Well, what should you expect from someone like that? You just notice that you haven't had a good upbringing!"
That damn cow! She knows exactly that my parents died when I was very young!
I would love to ......... oh damn it!

The school bell rang.
Lunch break.
I didn't know why, but this damn feeling is different today than usual, most of the time it disappears after I've been to school for a while, but not today!
I was just eating, alone, as always when it happened!
The whole school was bathed in a red light!
For a moment everything went quiet, nobody moved!
Some students began to waver and many eventually fell over!
I felt no different, I fell off the chair and was gone before I hit the floor.

Three figures stood on the roof of the school, a man with white hair and a few wrinkles on his face, a girl who was maybe twelve or thirteen years old and a tall man with shiny silver armor and a sword on his back.
The old man spoke.
"The game has started!"