The remainder of the school day dragged on in a blur of routine activities.
Renji had even forgotten about the bathroom incident because he was caught up in all the complexities of high school.
The classroom hummed with the usual post-lunch lethargy; pencils scratching on worksheets, the drone of lectures on feudal Japan and art classes, group discussions buzzing about upcoming tests.
It was the same as always, a curriculum that was second nature to Renji.
However, today was a little bit different. Today, the limelight was all on Renji, for the first time ever.
Word of Principal Suzuki's announcement had spread like wildfire through the faculty grapevine, and every teacher who entered the class for their period made a beeline for him.
First was Mr. Yamamoto, the balding economics instructor, clapping Renji on the shoulder with a firm hand.
