Ayato School.

  In the cruel and unjust society of modern Japan, where everyone has to fight for their life. Agne Yojen, an orphan and a lowly thug who gets into fight with other street boys and makes trouble looks for a steady way to make ends meet.

  "Damn, I still don't have enough money for dinner. Looks like I have to go and beat up the jerkeys again." Yojen says putting his hand in his pocket and walking. His dark hair, fair skin, Irish pupils and a fit body walks on the street with his mouth cocked in one side.

  He hears a man shouting and advertising a product. He tries to remove the voice from his head, but the man gets louder and louder.

"Hey!! Shut up, you're making noise." He shouts across the road to the man, but he doesn't hear and keeps shouting. Yojen becomes enraged and walks to the man and holds him up by the collar. "I said shut up, you bastard."

  The old man looks surprised, but slams a board on his face. "You like fighting?" He shouts to his face. "Who doesn't?" Yojen says calming down and not reacting to the board on his face. "You like education?" The old man asks again with his left eye twitching. "Who does?" Yojen says already pissed off.

"Then you're great for this fighting school. Come around with only 700 yen." The man said already brought down. "700? Where can I get that kind of money." Yojen wonders as he looks around the street looking for a source of quick money.

  He sees some boys wearing gold jeweleries and watches walk down an alley. He smirks and goes to the alley cracking his knuckles. Loud shouts and cries are heard and they all cease immediately before Yojen walks to the man with gold watches and jewelries.

 He drops it in front of the man and smiles. "Will this cut the bill, old man?" The man smiles and writes his name in a document and gives him an address. "Come to this address tomorrow and they will see you through." The old man says adding a little mystery to the topic.

Yojen wonders who this "they" could be but his little hypothesis had to wait.

At dusk, Yojen walks up to the roof of a big but broken apartment. He walks to a tattered and torn tent held up with iron poles. Although he lives in a torn tent and on top of a broken apartment roof, he doesn't blame the world, his parents or even himself. He still finds ways to enjoy life as it is.

He walks in and slumps on the small mattress. He holds up the address and ponders about what he would encounter tomorrow. Going to a school that would accept for who he really is made Yojen to actually believe about hope in this God forsaken world.

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Yojen gets up early in the morning and goes to Ayato School. He walks up to a big gate and sees a security guard. "Please state your business here." The guard says taking precaution. "Shut up! I came here for the fighting." Yojen says fuming up. The guard doesn't understand and goes closer shifting his hand to grab the baton in his back pocket.

"Do you have an appointment?" He asks again. "No! I said I came here for the damn fighting." Yojen shouts stumping his legs on the floor. "Let me in!" Yojen says as he tries to force himself. The guard removes his baton and tries to strike him. Yojen sees this and takes a step to the right dodging the baton. He holds the guard's hand and throws h above his shoulder.

The guard gets up and runs to press a red button on the wall nearby. The door suddenly screeches, opening itself. Yojen tried to walk in but multiple guards run out and surround him, all taking defensive stances. "Idiots, your foolishness will be your downfall." Yojen says smirking wickedly.

Suddenly, the door screeches, opening again to reveal a blond haired woman with yellow pupils, good figure and a tall stature holding a file.

"Guards, it's okay. He's a guest. I presume you are Agne Yojen." She says as she walks in the middle and holds his hand, leading him inside the immersive building.

"Welcome to Ayato School." Yojen opens his mouth in astonishment and surprise as he enters Ayato School.

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