I think the chapter is a bit short ... freedom of artists!

The Cross Academy stretched relentlessly before my eyes. My first thought wasn't about the imposing size
the school or whether the others would be nice to me, no, they are dogged in my past. I pushed these thoughts aside.
It was too nice a day to think about things like that, instead I should be happy and grateful. Glad that
the principal had adopted me, although he hardly knew me and had got me a place at his school and only for that
asked for a tiny quid pro quo, which I would gladly do. I should be grateful that I already have his other two
Children Zero and Yuki knew, they were also adopted by him. I got on very well with both of them, although I did
and Yuki were best friends. If you can call it that. I know their stories even if they don't know mine.
I know everyone's story without exception, including my own, although sometimes I would prefer not to know it.
No one else knows my full story apart from Kaname Kuran, but since he's also here at the Cross Academy, I will
I keep an eye on him at any time of the day or night. But now I've worried enough that I should
pull together, put on my nicest fake smile and behave like an adult as my name is Miuzi Orchura.
Well then, I went resolutely in the direction of the house in which I suspected the director, knocked, took a deep breath and entered.