University Funtime

Not everyone goes to a good university, but the lucky few who do are either gifted students with a knack for improving themselves or simply because they wish to know and decide which career is suitable for them. Also, it would be a good kick-starter for their new lives, sort of like a pit stop before continuing with a long journey ahead of them.

Let's just hope that when two certain individuals graduate from college, they secure a life-long career for themselves. As of today, two new students are now enrolling in the most advanced universities in the city: Canterlot University. One of them was a hard-working genius whose IQ could match up to some of the top inventors out there and the other… well, he's got the smarts, but his mindset can be a bit wacky at times.

Right now, a young man with blood-red hair and a scar over his left eye; wearing black bikers jacket with a blue shirt underneath and gray jeans; walked through the gate entrance and along the grounds of campus; carrying a large military bag over his shoulders and a black suitcase in his left hand; which was covered with a black leather glove, unlike his right one.

As he walked towards wherever he’s heading, he receives eyes from the students on campus; who were all mostly suspicious of him in several different ways; the girls on campus found him charming, the jocks or frat boys instantly didn’t like him, the rest were curious and frighten of the cold and emotionless expression that he had on his face.

Later, he is then unexpectedly bumped into by something, causing him to stumble back a bit while he hears a girl’s voice letting out a yelp and hearing sounds of papers and books falling to the ground. He looks up, or rather down to see what, or befittingly who, had bumped into him.

His eyes land on a young lady with light lavender skin, dark purple eyes with midnight blue hair done in a ponytail with dark and light pink stripes on it. She wore a cute baby blue colored blouse and a purple skirt and wore glasses.

She groaned in pain and when she looked up at him, she had a frightened look on her face, before she soon started to anxiously reach for the papers and books that were on the ground; only for them to slip out of her arm frequently due to her nervous behavior. This gave him a hunch that the papers and books were hers.

“S-sorry for bumping into you. I wasn’t looking and…” the girl wearing glasses apologized and still having trouble collecting her stuff.

Soon, out of pity, the young man kneeled beside her and helped to collect her papers and books before standing back up and brought out his hand down to her; gesturing her to grab it; which she did, then he helps her back onto her feet and hands over the rest of her papers and books.

He looks at her for a bit and sees the girl was speechless and surprised; almost as if this was the first time she had received help. But before she could even say a word to him, the young man turns and walks away; leaving her alone and carry on with her day.

"I… t-thanks?" the girl stuttered, calling out. But he was too distant to hear her and so she decides to continue with her daily… whatever she does on campus.

Meanwhile, after that small interaction, a restored 1950s car drives by the entrance gate of Canterlot University and parks up close for everyone to see. The passenger door opens up and out comes a young man with bright yellow skin, hazel green eyes, silver, long hair and wore a long-sleeved blue shirt and tan pants. He walked over to the back doors and pulled out 2 duffle bags and a suitcase, carrying each duffle bag on his shoulders and pulling the suitcase since it's on wheels.

"Thanks for the lift, dad," the young man said.

"No problem, son. Now go show this University what you're capable of. And remember to write to us when you can," an older man said in the driver's seat. He had wacky, faded black hair with a bushy white eyebrow, red and yellow eyes, and faded grey skin. He wore a yellow and brown shirt with blue jeans.

"Sure thing. And you take care of your store," the young man replied.

"What can I say? Discord's Wacky Emporium is a real hoot," the man said before hooting like one of those hairy apes. the young man laughed before closing up the car and walked up to the gates, entering the campus with that carefree, happy-go-lucky smile.

After entering, as he walked through campus, all the people that were out on the grounds were staring at him; however, their reactions towards his presence were very different. The girls on campus found him cute, the jocks found him weird and annoying, the rest were pretty much welcomed by his arrival. Even a few waved at him as he passed by, which he waved back in response and even gave them a bright smile. After having a warm welcome, the young continues towards his adjective; one of the main buildings on campus; where students go to receive their assigned dorm keys.

But then, when he got to the doors leading inside the building, he accidentally dropped one of his duffle bags and some of his stuff just POOFED right out, scattering all over the floor. "Dah!!! Not again!" he exclaimed before getting down on the ground and putting his stuff back in his duffle bag, even stomping on it, since it was mostly clothes, then zipped it up. "Dad was right, I should've brought the duct tape with me."

So, after that little mishap, he continued on his way inside, ready to find his new dorm and officially unpack all of his stuff.

Later on, during the day, the first young man who arrived started off his first day in campus in his first course of the day: Engineering and technology. Surprisingly, he was the first… and the only student who arrived in class early as he waits patiently in his seat, tapping his fingers on the desk. Until later; about 8-minutes before class started, another student had arrived in the room and to his surprise… it was the glasses-wearing girl that he had met who bumped into him when he arrived on campus.

After she had entered the room, she doesn’t notice the young man in the room until she turns around to face the rows of seats and see him sitting down at his seat. She was surprised and didn’t expect him to be here early than her. Quietly, she walks up towards and along the rows of seats, and soon, unexpected to the young man, she sat down right next to him.

"Uh, hi. Nice to see you again. I… uh… I just… wanted to say "thank you" for helping me back there and… and uh… well…" the girl just stopped, making herself feel awkward. “I’m Twilight Sparkle by the way.” She stated her name before remain silent for a long minute.

“You’re welcome,” He replied, before turning his face to look at her. “Inferno Blaze.” He added, giving his name to her; and it made Twilight smile to know who he is.

In a matter of minutes, the rest of the students arrived, including the 2nd new student, but neither of them could see each other due to the large crowd of students. Plus, they sat in different seats in different rows; not next to each other. Soon as every student had taken their seats, in a matter of minutes, that's when the teacher also shows up. He had dark brown hair with faded brown skin, blue eyes, and wore a tan business suit.

"Is everyone seated?" the man asks, looking around. The students nod. "Good. Now then, welcome students, to Engineering class. I am your teacher, Mr. Whooves. For those of you who are new to this subject, we will be going over some brand new materials and how we will be using them for some brand new creations. But for this work, everyone should partner up in teams of two. Now, everyone picks a partner and we'll get started."

Soon after, everyone got up from their seats and searched for their partner; well not all of them. Inferno remained in his seat, getting out a pen, pencil, a small notebook, and what looked to be a small technician tool kit.

Once he's done, someone winds up sitting next to him, having out a pen, pencil, and even a binder notebook. Inferno doesn’t look at the person, too busy opening up and pre-planning information needed in the subject they were about to learn. Soon he hears the person clearing their throat, getting his attention.

"Hi… why the gloomy face?" a female voice asks him.

After that question, Inferno turns to face the person, to see a girl sitting next to him. She had berry-purple skin with cyan blue eyes and dark pink hair in a mohawk design, had a scar over one of her eyes, and was dressed in all black from her tight short-sleeved T-shirt to her training shorts. And judging by the way her impressive bust was poking out, she must be at least a GG-cup.

After a brief look at her, Inferno turns to his desk and continues pre-planning in his notebook.

“I don’t wish to talk about it.” He replied, not out of annoyance… or any emotion. His voice was monotone and devoid of any emotion. “You… Look pretty.” He commented while writing in his notebook. His comment causes the mohawk-haired girl to blush.

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself, newbie," she replied with a chuckle.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

"Tempest Shadow," she replied. "And you?"

“Inferno Blaze.” He responded while switching his pencil for his pen. “So… Why did you choose me for a partner?” He asked in his monotone voice.

"Well, you looked cool, but… you also looked like you've been through a lot. The best thing for you is to have a friend. So, what do you say? Wanna be friends?" Tempest asked.

Inferno looks back at her, not showing any emotion; his eyes especially. Tempest was left anxious and confused by his long stare. Then Inferno turns to his notebook and later gave a reply. “Sure,” he said.

"Great. And… it’s nice to meet you, Inferno," Tempest said.

Meanwhile, with the other newbie, he's got all of his stuff set up, minus a tool kit. While he wasn't paying attention, someone sits next to him. He looks next to him and sees this girl with long, blue hair and matching blue eyes, caucasian skin, and wore tight blue pants a black jacket that could barely hold her large bust; which is about an F-cup.

"You must be new here. Nice to meet you," the young lady says.

"Pleased to meet ya," the newbie replied with a wink.

The girl giggled at his reply. “Name’s Flare Warden.” She stated her identity while bringing her hand up to shake his.

"Lovely name. I'm Israel Yabuki. And I gotta say, you're kinda cute," he replied.

“Thanks, you’re cute too. So what’s your reason for applying to Canterlot University?” Flare asked.

"I thought I'd take some classes to fix up broken technology while staring in a couple of schools plays to build up my acting experience. What about you?" Israel asked.

“I applied to pursue a career as a professional guitarist; taking up musician courses and guitar lessons,” Flare replied.

"Ooh, nice. I bet you're an amazing singer," Israel winked.

“Heh Heh… T-thanks.” She responded, feeling flustered and her cheeks turning red.

"No problem," he replied. With the two of them getting along swimmingly, Twilight sat next to her partner, which was another girl who had similar styled hair and glasses, but her skin was cream white, her hair was red with dark and light purple stripes. As her partner was prepping for today’s subject, Twilight looked back over to where Inferno sat and seeing that still held his emotionless expression; curious and wondered what made him this way.

“Twilight, focus.” Her partner spoke to her after seeing her being offtopic.

"Sorry, Moondancer. I guess I'm still just thinking about… other things," Twilight said.

“You mean staring at that boy over there,” Moondancer replied. Twilight blushed deeply.

"Shhh, quiet! What if he heard you?!" she whispered.

“He’s sitting two rows behind us, and he looks to be more focused on his assignment than anyone here, so what’s the point of him hearing us?" Moondancer pointed out.

"I… I guess so. Although, you should've seen the way he looked when I bumped into him. It's like he had no emotions at all.” Twilight said.

“Well it could be either a medical case of Alexithymia or Schizoid Personality Disorder,” Moondancer replied.

“If I had known either of those two were it, I would have told you instead of you telling me,” Twilight replied. “No, this is different. He doesn’t talk much, he doesn’t show any other facial expression, and the tone of his voice stays the same monotone level it’s at.” She explained

"Hmm… well, maybe when the time is right, you should go and talk to him, get to know him as you did with me and all the other girls," Moondancer said.

"Now then, if everyone here is partnered up, let us begin, shall we?" Mr. Whooves said. He walked over to a table where some large cloth was covering up some kind of object. Removing the cloth, he shows everyone what looks like some kind of capsule with some kind of glowing orb inside it, but it didn't look like it was radioactive, considering the doctor wasn't wearing any sort of gloves. "Inside this capsule is a brand new efficient battery source I've invented during the summer. And right now, I'm sure you're all wondering what you're supposed to do with this little do-dad. Well, the thing is… you will be learning how to make efficient tech that can support the energy from this orb."

"Of course, I will provide you with the parts and tools necessary to build it. There's no right or wrong invention, but you will be graded by the end of next week and depending on how much progress you've gotten done. Any questions?"

Right away, Twilight was the first to raise her hand. "Sir, if we're supposed to make tech for that orb, does that mean we also have to make that as well, or how does this work?" she asked.

"Good question: The orb itself, is a little too advanced to create, so we'll save creating it for another time. Instead, I will use the orb I created as a power source for your tech one at a time. Sound fair to you?" the teacher asked. Twilight nodded. "Good. Now then…" Mr. Whooves then went towards another table and revealed a bunch of metal parts hidden under a cloth. "You may begin now. Choose whatever parts you like, plenty for all."

One by one, each student gather the parts they hoped they got, while a select few got the ones they knew they were looking for. Twilight and Moondancer quickly got out their notebooks and pieced together some blueprints on what they were gonna make and how. Tempest and Inferno already got to work on building their project. Meanwhile, Israel and Flare Warden were trying to piece together what they wanted exactly. All in all, the entire class was off to a fair start.

As Tempest was working with her partner, she could see how professional and focus Inferno was in the project, he never spoke a word nor look back towards all the other groups. It’s like he was in the zone. But he did let her get involved as well, providing her half the tasks to do while he did the other half. She could tell that, even though he looked like the person that you may think would prefer to work on the project or assignment entirely; he still acted as a teammate should. Although, his emotionless facial expression was unidentifiable to her.

'What's wrong with him? He's got the right idea when it comes to working, but he's hard to read. It's almost like he's… a drone or something,' Tempest thought to herself.

“Did we managed to acquire any copper wiring?” Inferno asked her while not taking his eyes off of the device they were working on.

"Uh, yeah, I grabbed a few of them just in case," Tempest replied, snapping out of her thoughts. She hands him the copper wiring and soon he takes wire piler and cuts off long ropes of copper wire and began applying it to their project. “Why do you ask for that?” She asked.

Not looking back to her, he explains without any hesitation, if there’s any. “The copper wiring applied to the device shall give us the means to create an electromagnetic barrier around the power core. Thus providing a magnetic current to stabilize the energy that the device will soon emit and give off more power than the energy itself. Possibly… about 3 GJs.” He said.

"Wow, someone's been doing their engineering homework," Tempest said, impressed.

“You can say that,” He replied as he continued working with the project then all of a sudden, his left gloved hand began to jerk and shake, causing him to drop a tool he was using. As it did, his hand made unpleasant noises… almost like something short-circuited. Then Inferno immediately slammed his hand against the steel tabletop, and soon he fidgeted with his fingers and his hand was no longer shaking and jerking. After he did that, Tempest could see the small, but noticeable dent in the table he made.

"Whoa, what was that?” Tempest asked, shocked before realizing… ‘Since when can a normal human hand make a dent like this? Unless it isn't a normal human hand.’

“Hand cramps,” Inferno replied while kneeling to pick up the small tool he dropped and moving back to the project.

'I doubt it, but I'd better not pry into it too much, he's probably just got the first day jitters,' Tempest thought again before both of them resumed their project.

With Twilight and Moondancer, being the genius duo they are, they were progressing exponentially in creating a prosthetic limb. Most likely an arm. They're piecing together the interior parts before getting to work on the exterior metal pieces, as well as creating a little hole near the shoulder pad area where the battery will go.

"Twilight, why do we need a power source for a prosthetic arm? I don't exactly understand the reason for a prosthetic arm having one." Moondancer said.

"Wouldn't it be amazing if the energy supplied by the battery could give the user incredible strength to lift objects 50 times their size? We could stumble upon a greater evolution of brand new limbs! This could even benefit people worldwide!" Twilight replied excitedly.

Moondancer chuckled. "Twilight, you sure love to dream, but I can understand why. Now, we're gonna need to get to work on getting the nerves connected. Hand me those wires, please?" she asked politely. Twilight does so and Moondancer starts piecing them together and making sure not to snap them apart.

As for Flare and Israel, the young lady seemed to be struggling just to try and keep one of their pieces from falling apart. "Confound it, these stinkin' metal rings, why do they keep falling off?"

"Maybe that's because you're stacking them into a horizontal pyramid." Israel pointed out, which made Flare blush in embarrassment. "Here, have a look at the blueprints again," he said, showing her the instructions.

Flare groans in disappointment in herself. “Sorry, I just… Don’t have any knowledge whatsoever of the tech community. Guess music and instruments is all I’m ever gonna be good at.” She said, slumping into her desk.

"Don't say that. Where I come from, it's only impossible if you give up. My dad always told me there's always a loophole if you know where to look," Israel encouraged before getting a cylinder with 4 holes on each side. He grabs some copper wires and puts them through each hole and then starts sealing them up with smaller, longer cylinders.

As Flare watches him work, she slowly pieces together what he's building in her mind and then… "Hey, what should I do with this?" she asks, picking up a piece of flat metal.

"Oh, that? Try cutting it into rectangles, at least 20 of them, 9 centimeters in length. We'll use those to make fan blades out of it. That'll keep this thing from overheating." Israel said.

“Okay,” Flare replied. Before she could, she takes out a ruler and a permanent marker and marks up rows of decent 9-centimeter rectangles. After doing so, she then reaches for a saw tool and starts cutting up the metal pieces.

Later on, after the engineering course had ended, it was time for P.E.; Inferno didn't sign up for P.E. for reasons unknown since he looked to be fitted for it. And instead, he chose to take a course in Arts and Humanities. And right now, the Arts teacher is walking into the classroom, waiting to greet everyone. She had lovely red hair with cream-yellow skin and red eyes that matched her hair perfectly.

"Good morning, class. I'm your art teacher, Posey Shy. But please, call me Mrs. Shy," she introduced herself with the warmest smile ever. The majority of the class was positively affected by the woman’s kind gesture, while a few; with them being boys besides Inferno; were only instantly hypnotized by her hourglass figure, especially her double-I cup breasts. Inferno had to plug his ears with earplugs to block out the other boys whispering lewd comments.

"Now, first off, I'd like to welcome some of you back to Canterlot University after a 3-month long summer vacation and personally welcome those of you who are new here. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here," she said as the area around her started glowing beautifully. Her entire aura just radiated with kindness and elegance.

Inferno admired the genuine pureness that the woman had; although, he never shows or expressed it. He just sat there, quiet like an emotionless statue. Until Mrs.Shy spoke out towards the class.

“Now, if there’s anyone here who had just started here in Canterlot University; Please make yourself known so we can be familiar with you throughout the year.” She asked.

After she did, none of his classmates raised a hand. Guess he was the new student in the course. With that in mind, Inferno raises his hand for Mrs.Shy to see him. The woman notices his raised hand among her other students and she immediately called on him. "Ah, nice to meet you, and you might be?" she asked.

“Inferno Solaris Blaze. It’s a pleasure to be joining your class, Mrs.Shy.” He responded without any expression at all, but deep down, he tried to make a good first expression.

The woman didn’t know what to make up his reply. He spoke kind words and yet, he sounds so… monotone and empty. And when she stared at him, she saw that his eyes looked empty of emotions. However, since what he said was meant to be words of kind manner… At least she thinks it is.

"Uh… lovely name. And welcome to Canterlot University. I hope that you'll enjoy your stay here until the day you graduate," Mrs. Shy replied.

“Also not to be rude or anything… But that dress you’re wearing looks beautiful on you,” He responded, with his same monotone voice as always.

Mrs. Shy blushed a bit and giggled a little. "You're sweet, deary. Thank you. It's one of my favorite dresses. But enough about me, today we'll be doing some simple sketches that'll express what you're feeling. I've taken the liberty of setting up some canvases and some paper, pencils, and erasers. You can even draw the things that make you feel differently from your current emotion. You have until the end of class to get it done, okay?" she asked.

After that, everyone got off from their seats and walked over to their canvases, and began on their sketches. Inferno began sketching outlines and shapes onto the canvas before he began adding shading and depth to the design. As everyone else was working on theirs, Mrs.Shy was walking by them one-by-one, inspecting their designs and admiring their work.

"Very good work, everyone, such amazing creativity," Mrs. Shy commented. As she moved along, she eventually walks by Inferno and inspected his sketch. And what she saw, had her curious and concerned.

On his canvas; there was a dark gloomy background, almost like there is a fog or a mist. There were gray clouds drawn in with bits of dark gray shading along with them. And there were - what appears to be - a silhouette of a person; standing alone in the center of the canvas, casting a shadow that was diminishing.

"Uh… oh my, how… interesting. Is this… a reflection of how you feel?" Mrs. Shy asks, feeling concerned.

Inferno turns to the woman, looking at her eye to eye. She could now get a full glimpse of his scar over his left eye… and thats what had her, his eyes. They were devoid of any emotion, no glimpse of light or any came from them. His facial expression was unidentified since he bears none at all.

“I don’t know,” he replied simply.

"Uh… right. Well, keep up the good work, Inferno," Mrs. Shy replied before checking the other students' artworks. Still, she felt a great sense of concern for the young man… cause by just looking into his eyes… She saw a broken shell of a person.

Meanwhile, out in the field, a group of students was gathered with Israel among them, wearing P.E clothes or tracksuits for jogging. Everyone was either having group conversations or getting themselves warmed up until a woman; who looked to be in her late 20s, walked up to them. "Alright, everybody. I hope you enjoyed your little summer vacation because now it's time to work those unused, lazy muscles and shape you up into lean, mean, well-oiled machines!" She shouted. As she stood front and center, they all could see her more clearly and upfront. She had fiery orange hair and golden yellow skin with amber-orange eyes. Even though she was wearing a two-piece tracksuit, there was tight around her body. Her trousers hugged her hips, which showed off her athletic thighs but they did have a thickness to them. And for her upper area, she had huge breasts for an athlete; they were about FFF-cup.

"And for today's class, we'll run 7 laps around the track, not including the bleachers, lucky for you all. But next week, you'd better be prepared. Now, everyone stretches your limbs out and get on the track!" she commanded.

Some of the students quickly got onto the track while the others, (mostly guys) moved a bit sluggishly because they were undressing the gym teacher with their eyes. "Hey! Quit daydreaming and hustle it, will ya?"

"For shame. Eyeballing the gym teacher like that. You don't even know if this badass beauty is married already," Israel commented, which annoyed some of the guys who were still gawking at the coach.

As for the woman in mind, it sort of made her smile knowing that at least one of her male students wasn’t a perv. “Well, at least one of you has some dignity. What is your name, young man?” She asked.

"I'm Israel Yabuki, I'm new here, miss… uh?" He tried to guess her name but she said it to him before he could.

“Spitfire… Coach Spitfire is what you’ll be referring to me as. Now get started on your laps, Yabuki.” She instructed him.

"Yes, ma'am!" he saluted before beginning his jog around the track.

Spitfire then turns to the other boys that were still gawking at her and then receiving a death glare from her. “And as for you all, you’ll be doing 14 laps… plus the benches.” She stated.

"Aww man!" pervert #1 whined.

"That damned kiss-up is gonna pay for this!" pervert #2 added.

“Wanna do 28 laps?” Spitfire threatened them.

"N-No, ma'am! We'll get started right away!" pervert #3 said hastily before the 3 of them started running the bleacher miles.

As the session began, everyone who didn't get on the gym teacher's bad side had gotten off to a very good start. Within some time, the perverts wound up getting close enough to Yabuki and soon gave chase.

"You're a dead man!" pervert #1 exclaimed as they chased after him.

"Uh-oh… MEEP MEEP!!!" Israel exclaimed before bolting out of there. He ran faster than Roadrunner running from Coyote. The perverts kept up the chase, getting more pissed off. They could see that he wasn't taking their anger seriously with that goofy look on his face. While it may seem unorthodox, Spitfire was impressed by his stamina and speed, despite not having a lot of muscle. As the chase went on, Israel didn’t know that he had just done 3-out of 7 of his laps and he’s still hasn’t shown any fatigue while his pursuers were becoming exhausted. On his fifth lap, he had passed them up with a loud, obnoxious "HELLO!"

Later on, he finally finished his 7th lap, still standing, but was breathing a bit heavy. "And time, not bad, noobie. You've earned yourself a break. Then you can either jog or walk some more if you'd like."

"Thank you, coach Spitfire," he replied between breaths before slumping down on the grass.

"Hey, you've got some serious speed in those steps." A girl with a raspy voice called out, getting his attention. From the sound of it, the voice came from next to him.

Israel turns around and his eyes laid on the beauty that was sitting next to him. She had light blue skin and magenta-colored eyes. Her hair was rainbow-colored and wore a black and blue sports bra that barely covered her DD-cup breasts and matching gym shorts that hugged her wide hips, thick thighs, and phat ass nicely. It’s like everything she ate or drank went down to her lower area.

"Heh, thanks. And I take it you finished before me, huh?"

“Yep. Though I was surprised that you finished second. Usually, my gym pals, Gilda and Indigo would finish second every time we had laps. Yet you managed the impossible. I’m impressed.” She replied before reaching for her water bottle next to her, raising it to her lips and taking a few gulps of water. As she was taking a drink, Israel’s eyes almost laid upon her unnatural thick thighs and hips before turning away. After having her fill, she turns back to him. “Names Rainbow Dash by the way. What’s yours?” She asked.

"Israel Yabuki. By the way, that's a cool name for a cool girl like you," he complimented. Rainbow felt her cheeks turn red a little bit, but then cleared her throat to hide it.

“T-thanks.” She replied, feeling flustered for a bit.

As the two were sitting down in silence they were soon met with two other girls that had just finished their laps. One of the girls had silver hair with golden yellow eyes and tan skin, a white training bra that could pop open from her EEE-cup breasts, and golden brown gym shorts that hugged her ass and thighs nicely. She had a bit of a muscular build, but not like a pro-wrestler.

The other girl had creamy white skin with dark blue-ish indigo hair with goggles and had amber golden eyes. She wore a dark purple, a short-sleeved shirt that could barely cover her DD-cup breasts and showed off her tight little waist and belly button. She also wore navy blue gym shorts that display plenty of skin on her thighs and couldn't contain her phat ass properly; although it wasn’t even close as big as Dash’s.

"Yo, Dash! Thanks for waiting up and… wait, who's this guy? And how'd he finish before us?" the built-up woman asked.

"Hey, isn't he the guy who ran from those pervy chumps like a looney ol' coot?" the indigo-hair woman pointed out.

"Yup. Say hello to Israel Yabuki.” Rainbow introduced them to him.

"Pleasure to meet ya, ladies," he winks with a thumbs up.

“Watch who you’re expressing your charms, dude.” The silver-haired girl replied. “No girl likes a charmer.”

"It was just a friendly gesture, nothing more," he replied, putting his hands up defensively. "Sorry if I rubbed you off the wrong way."

“Gilda, go easy on the guy. He’s new.” Rainbow stated to her colleague before turning to Israel. “Sorry about her. She just has a problem with charmers and guys who overly engage themselves. So might wanna don’t do that winking again,” Dash explained.

"Noted. Again, sorry about that. So, your name is Gilda, right?" he asked. The silver-haired woman nods. "Pleasure to meet ya. And who might this be?" he turns to the girl next to Gilda.

“Indigo Zap.” She responded.

"Now that's an awesome name! Nice to meet ya. Well, I think I'll get in a few more laps before packing it up for my next class. Catch ya later," he replied as he got up to jog again.

"Heh, for a new guy, he sure is chill," Indigo commented.

"He's alright, I guess," Gilda said, still unsure. "A little on the scrawny side, though."

“I’m surprised he hasn’t even stared at your phat ass, Rainbutt.” Indigo teased her rainbow-haired friend.

"Oh, I caught him staring at me, but he turned away so he wouldn't look like a pervert. The dude may have a dirty mind, but he still shows respect… unlike those poor suckers," Rainbow replied, gesturing to the 3 perverts who are now on their 10th lap, completely exhausted.

"Hey! You're not getting off that easy! Come on, step it up a notch! You'll never finish in time with short steps like that!" Spitfire yelled out. “And you there! You call that jog! A snail could do that faster than you!” She yelled out to them again. “I love my job.” She whispered to herself.

"Serves those perverts right for checking out Spitfire like that," Gilda said, scowling at the pervs.

"Well, you gotta admit, being 28 years old and coaching at a university… while looking as awesome as she is can make most of the dudes fantasize about her," Indigo added.

Later on, after everyone had finished, it was time to head back and get showered and changed. But then… "Yo, new guy, a quick word if I may." Spitfire called out to Israel.

"Hmm? Yes, coach Spitfire?" he asked.

"Just wanna tell you good job on your first day, but don't let it get to your head. The whole semester is just beginning. So be on your toes, got it?" she said. He nodded in reply. "Good… oh, and for the record: I'm not married, nor do I have a boyfriend. But, thanks for sticking up for me back there."

"No problem. And don't worry, your Mr. Right is out there somewhere. I hope you find him when the time is right," he replied and he heads over to the boy’s locker room.

The next course for the day was Musical Performance; which Inferno was heading towards next, but he wasn’t the only one. Israel is taking the course as well. The course consisted of many specialisms that any student can take, but only one teacher was teaching these specialties. And right now, she's entering the classroom as we speak.

She was a beautiful lady, probably in her mid to late 30s, but looks like she's in her 20s. She has poofy, orange hair with buttercup flower petals in it, creamy light orange skin with baby blue eyes that sparkled so beautifully. She had on a button-up plaid blue shirt that could burst open any minute due to her GG-cup breasts and tight navy blue skinny jeans.

"Howdy, everyone. Ah’ hope y'all had a good summer. Fer those who are new 'round here, allow me to introduce mahself. ‘Mah name's Pear Butter. Mah husband calls me "Buttercup." But y'all can call me Mrs. Butter." she chimes happily.

'Wow… whoever married this beautiful lady is one lucky bastard!' Israel thought to himself, trying not to stare at her too much.

Inferno, who sat 11 seats away and 2 rows behind Israel, remained silent and paying attention to the woman. Even though he had no feeling or thought to say it openly, he thought of Mrs.Butter as a beautiful and honest woman just by hearing her voice.

"An' startin' today, we're gonna take today to let the newer students get familiar with the kind of instruments they wanna play. Singing included. Others are free to tutor the 1st years or you can tend to practice your preferred instruments," Pear said. "Now, let's begin, shall we?"

After given instructions, everyone got up from their seats and walked over to every section of the room right after having to pick the instruments they wish to or have used before. Everyone had picked partners with students or individuals that have taken the class before so they could share their experience with them.

As Israel was gonna do the same, he hears a familiar feminine voice calling out to him.

“Israel!” The voice spoke. He looks over and smiles upon seeing Flare Warden.

"Hey, Flare! Good to see ya! I guess this means we're partners, huh?" he asks.

"Looks like it. Do you know what instrument you wanna use? If it's the guitar, I can teach you," Flare offers.

"I'm not very skilled at the guitar, so I'm gonna stick to singing," Israel said.

"Okay, I understand. Do you know what song you wanna sing? I can play in the background, or we can sing a duet," she offers again.

"A duet? Hey, that's not a bad idea," he accepts.

“Perfect! I was looking for a partner to do one. So what should we practice first?” Flare stated.

"Hmm…" he said, stroking his chin, then snaps his fingers. "OOH!!! I got it! Come here," he urges her to come closer. She leans in and he whispers in her ear what he had in mind. Flare's eyes light up a bit and nod at him with a smile.

"That might work. I think I've got the rhythm down on that song, so it shouldn't be too hard to perform it. You've got some good tastes there," Flare complimented.

"Ah, thanks. And I can't wait to hear how good you shred the guitar," he complimented. With the two planning their duet, Inferno was standing alone away from the others, staying as silent as he could. As he was standing for a short while, his emotionless eyes inspected the entire classroom until he laid eyes on a black piano that no one in the class was using. He inspects the piano for only a moment before looking back to his classmates to see if they all were busy.

Seeing that they pay no attention to him, Inferno then slowly walks over to the large instrument and sat down next to it. After doing so, he then inspects the piano keys before testing one of them by tapping on it repeatedly, three times. Seeing that it was working well, the young man then places his fingers on the piano and without any warm-up or instructions, he began to play a peaceful instrumental sound that brought a soothing feeling to his mind. As he was playing, he paid no attention to his surroundings and was lost to the sound of the music he was playing.

Some of his peers were listening in on his skillful playing and were pretty impressed.

"Any idea who that guy is? He's some skills," student #1 said.

"I think he's one of the new students here. He's kinda hard to figure out, but no doubt he's got the skills to make it far," student #2 said.

"Still, look at his eyes… they look so… empty… and sad. Do you think something happened to him that we're not aware of?" student #3 asked.

"No clue. But still, I wouldn't mind playing a song number with him," student #4 said.

Even with the praises and pity, he's getting from his fellow students, Inferno shows no signs of emotions and keeps playing his song. He doesn’t pay any attention to them. His only concern right now was his music. Soon, after he finishes, he gets a round of applause from everyone in the classroom.

"Now that's some good quality playin' there, Inferno. Y'all got a natural talent fer music." Pear Butter said proudly.

"No kidding. You're a real pro when it comes to this." one of the students said. She had indigo blue hair with faded blue skin and crystal blue eyes. She has on a faded grey tank top that could barely hold in her impressive rack. She also has black, glittering tight pants that hug her sexy thighs and her lovely ass.

"Thanks," Inferno replied, still emotionless.

"Anyways, my name is Coloratura. But my friends call me Rara. You can call me whichever name you like.” She said as she took a seat alongside him.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Inferno responded with his monotone voice before turning his attention back on the piano and practicing with the piano keys. His reply left Rara in confusion, he never shown any emotion on his face and his voice held no happy or sad or annoyed tone.

After his song had ended and Rara partnered up with him, multiple other students played their songs and dazzled the whole class. All that was left was Flare Warden and her partner Israel. Luckily for them, they had gotten down the rhythm of their song number. Now they're dazzling the class with their epic teamwork.

Everyone in the classroom felt a rush of positive energy breezing past them and filling them with a kind of newfound confidence. Well, all except for Inferno, who paid no attention to anyone’s performance and kept to himself; the only way he would know about it was that he could hear the rhythm and tone of the song they played.

When the song ends, everyone claps for the two while they hold hands and take a bow. "Y'all sure know how ta inspire others with that there music o' yers. Maybe if anyone needs a push in the right direction, they can go ta you two," Pear Butter says.

"Thank you, miss. And Flare, you've got some impressive guitar skills. You keep this up, I'll be the first to buy a ticket for a concert you might perform at," Israel said, patting her on the back. Flare blushed and smiled at her partner.

"Gee, thanks. And you've got an amazing voice," Flare compliments.

"Y'all have gone an' made me proud o' yer excellent solo acts and teamwork.” Pear Butter spoke to all of them just before class was nearly a minute from being over. “Sadly, our time together has gone. Y'all be safe now, and I hope y'all enjoy yer time here at Canterlot University an' Ah'll see some o' y'all tomorrow.” She stated.

Soon, everyone got their stuff ready and bid goodbye to Pear Butter on their way out of the classroom. And just before Inferno was on his way to his next class, he was halted by Rara, who stood directly in front of him.

“What you did in class today was beautiful. I don’t know where you learned how to play like that; you’re amazing.” She commented on his unintended performance.

Inferno stood motionless and expressionless for a moment before he replied about her comment. “Thanks… I guess.” He responded. And before he expected it, she gave him a warm hug before turning away and heading to her next class.

“I hope we can be partners next time. See you around.” She spoke to him before she vanished into the crowd of students.

Inferno was seemingly unaffected as he stood still after that hug she gave him. But knowing he had a class to attend to. He turned around and walked away. As he was walking, a small gleam of light appeared in his eyes before it vanished after he blinked.

The next course he was taking was history, and it took him longer to find his classroom; stopping and asking for directions. His peers happily pointed him in the direction of the class he needed to go to, even guided him themselves. After arriving, Inferno walked inside and headed over to his desk, taking a seat.

As did many of the other students now arriving. Israel took a seat up front, two rows ahead of Inferno, and got out his history book, as did Inferno. And just as he's minding his own business getting ready for class…

"Hey, you new here?" a female voice asks. He turns to the lady in question. She has bright purple-ish pink skin with indigo purple eyes and purple hair with blue stripes and a pink beanie with white stars. She wore a baby green shirt with pink trims and a small black, sleeveless thin jacket, all were trying their hardest to keep her busty GG-cup breasts from popping out.

Inferno merely didn’t show any expression, but that didn’t mean he shouldn’t be rude and not reply.

“Yes, I am. And you are?” He asked

"My name's Starlight Glimmer, what's your name?" she asks.

“Inferno Blaze.” He replied in his monotone voice. “You’re… pretty.” He spoke again; although, his tone made it difficult whether he honestly meant that or not. Starlight felt her cheeks turn red and giggle nervously.

"Gee thanks. That's cool of you to say that," she replies. "H-Hey, listen, maybe you ever need a study partner for history, I can help you out. Sound good?"

Inferno turns his head away, looking back at the whiteboard in the room. He sat silently for a moment before replying to Starlight. “Sure. I don’t mind.” He said.

"Alright, cool," she says. 'Gee, I wonder why he's so down.' she thought to herself. Starlight then takes a seat next to Inferno and gets out her textbook.

As students entered the classroom, among them were two more girls that stood out from the crowd. One of them had bright yellow skin with turquoise blue eyes and fiery red and yellow hair, wearing a black leather jacket with spikes and a baby-blue blouse underneath with matching blue jeans. And she had this perfect hourglass body, with GGG-cup breasts, wide hips, and a bubble butt that’ll make any guy fall under her spell.

The other girl had grey-ish blue skin, wearing glasses over her purple eyes, and clear white and blue hair done in two ponytails on each side. She wore a cream-yellow blouse with an impressive, busty EE-cup rack. She wore a faded blue skirt and yellow and white stockings.

While checking them out, Israel – who was taking the class as well – thought, 'Is there a cup-size requirement for these sexy girls to be attending this school?' Then turned away so he wouldn't look like a creep. 'Something tells me by the end of this, mom and dad are gonna be gettin' WHOLE lotta grandkids.' he thought to himself again, blushing this time.

The two girls walked to their seats, which were in places separate from each other. With the girl with the red and yellow hair sitting behind a certain girl wearing a beanie and emotionless boy. And the other girl with the two ponytails and glasses took her seat right next to the silver-haired goofball with hazel green eyes.

After she sat down next to him, Israel tried to be polite and introduced himself. "Hey, pleased to meet ya. Name's Israel Yabuki," he says, politely offering a handshake.

"Sugarcoat, but no offense. I don't shake hands with strangers," she refuses bluntly.

'Sheesh, buzzkill much?' he thought, retracting his hand. "Ya try to be friendly to others… and this is the thanks ya get," Israel mutters to himself quietly.

"I heard that and just because you're new here, doesn't mean I trust you. So yeah, try not to act like a creep around me." Sugarcoat says, getting out her textbooks.

"Psh… sorry," Israel scoffs before pulling out his book.

"Sugarcoat, was that necessary?" the girl with bacon hair asks from across the room. Making herself known to Starlight and Inferno as they turn around to see her sitting behind them.

"You should know that I don't use a filter when I talk," Sugarcoat retorted.

'Who the hell taught her to be so uptight?' Israel thought to himself.

“Well at least try to not be blunt while welcoming a new student here,” the bacon-haired hair girl stated.

After hearing this conversation going on, Starlight decided to start one with the girl behind her and Inferno. “Uh, sorry to interrupt you, Sunset. But you do know that Sugarcoat won’t change that blunt tone of hers. That's just part of who she is.” she said.

"I know, but the least she can do is try to be nicer. The guy was trying to greet her," the girl named Sunset said before she starts to notice Inferno sitting next to Starlight. “Who’s this handsome fellow sitting next to you, Glim-Glam,” Sunset asked, while also teasing her friend at the same time.

"His name's Inferno Blaze, but don't go starting with that tone, Shim," Starlight chuckled. "He and I are barely starting as friends."

“Sorry, just joking with you. Anyway nice to meet you, Inferno.” Sunset spoke to the young man, who turned around to face her.

"Same," he replied. As Sunset stared into his eyes, she could see how cold and emotionless they were just before Inferno turned away to face the front of the class.

'Whoa. Something tells me he's been through hell and back, the poor guy.' Sunset thought. With that whole fiasco now put behind them, the teacher walks in and clears his throat.

The man had grey skin and blue eyes with a ridiculously long white beard. He wore a dark blue business suit with a golden yellow necktie. "Welcome to history, class. I am, what you can all, Professor Starswirl, and I shall be your history instructor for the semester. Today we will delve into our own city's natural history from before and after it was founded. Everyone, please open up your textbooks to page 6, chapter 1 and we shall get on with the lesson. And to all, you returning students, welcome back. I hope you had a nice vacation while you were away." he spoke professionally.

As instructed, everyone got out their textbooks and opened to the specific page that was required. Once done, Starswirl began reading the book while the class listened and read with him silently.

Every once in a while, he'd stop to either explain certain parts of the story that were never mentioned and sometimes ask questions the students might know the answer to. And most of the time, either Sunset, Starlight, or Sugarcoat would answer the questions out of everyone. But soon, either Israel or Inferno started answering the questions more than all 2 of the girls. Then later both of them individually took the spotlight in answering questions.

Starswirl was impressed by the two new students learning so quickly, but kept it professional with simple compliments like "That is correct." or "Very well-observed." Even Sugarcoat thought the two were doing pretty good, but she kept to herself like it was nothing.

Eventually, history class finished, and all the students were excused for lunch. "Remember to bring your notes and memorize what we've learned today!" Starswirl called out. Some of the students replied in agreement while the others just left to tend to their empty stomachs.

In a few minutes, the students scheduled for their lunch break head over to the cafeteria, or would head out to a few fast food joints or family diners close by. Straight after history class, Inferno headed to a nearby café in the area. Also known to most everyone in the city as the Sugar Cafe. It's been one of the best restaurants ever reviewed since its grand opening a couple of years ago.

The food is good, the service is excellent… and for the guys, they get to see cute girls in maids outfits serving them. But Inferno wasn’t like any of the other boys. He sat quietly by himself, not paying any attention to his surroundings while reading the menu for what he’ll order.

"Hi, there! And welcome to the Sugar Cafe!" a squeaky, high-pitched voice said. Inferno turns and sees this pink girl with poofy pink hair and baby blue eyes in a cute baby blue maid outfit with a black and white apron. She had an impressive H-cup rack, wide hips, really thick thighs, and her entire aura was just brimming with positive energy, even smelling like cotton candy. "My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, but you can call me Pinkie Pie and I will be your waitress, may I take your order?" she asks with a squee.

While Inferno did not notice, many guys in the cafe were all giving glares and stares in his direction, mostly because a bubbly, curvy gal like Pinkie was his waitress.

“Hello,” Inferno replied while still showing no emotion and not acting perverted like the other guys in the place, mostly cause he has no emotions like that. “You’re… cute.” He stated, honestly… or not? It’s confusing.

"Why thank you," she replied with a cute giggle. "You're not too bad-looking yourself, but... how about we turn that frowny upside-downy?" she replied. "And what better way to put a smile on your face than with a yummilicious meal?"

“Sure. That sounds nice.” He replied as he looked back at his menu. “I’ll have a vanilla frappuccino, no coffee. And I’ll also have pancakes with a side of toast and bacon strips.” He stated before he reached into his pocket and pulled his wallet out and pulling out a $10 and gave it to Pinkie. “Here’s a tip. For… brightening my day.” He replied with his monotone voice before handing over his menu to her as well.

"Awww, thank you. I'll have the cooks prepare your meal in a jiffy!" Pinkie said before smiling brightly and leaving to show his order to the kitchen. After she left him, Inferno sat back in his seat, looking out the windows as he waited patiently. As he stared into the glass that revealed the outside world, he then sees reflections of several people on the glass which had him turn away from it and look up to a group of 4 boys standing in front of him.

The boys looked ticked and intimidating. Unfortunately, Inferno didn’t felt intimidated; Hell, he didn’t feel anything in this situation.

“Hello. Is something wrong?” He asked, unfazed by the boys in front of him.

"Yeah, what makes you think you can have the cutest girl tending to YOUR needs? Do you have any idea who she is?" guy #1 asked obnoxiously.

“She’s a nice girl that’s being kind to me and just doing her job,” Inferno replied.

The boys were either confused or getting more pissed hearing Inferno’s reply; mostly due to his monotone voice, they can’t tell whether he’s taunting them or not.

"You think we're some kind of joke, buster? What's with that crappy "I don't give a fuck" attitude, little man?" guy #2 asked, slamming his fist on the table.

Inferno looked down where the guy’s fist slammed on the table and then looked back at him, still not fazed by this intimidation tactic that the boy did.

“I don’t know what you are talking about?” Inferno responded.

"Oh, now he's Mr. Smart Guy, huh? Perhaps we should educate him on some manners!" guy #3 says, glaring down at him.

“If you all don’t mind, I wish to be left alone. So would you mind leaving my personal space?” Inferno informed them.

"You ain't being let off the hook that easily, you little shit!” The #3 guy said just as he raised his fist and sent it flying towards the sitting young man, who surprisingly caught it with his left gloved hand, just before it could make contact.

The guy was surprised at how fast he reacted and tried to pry his fist out of his hand. But Inferno wouldn’t let go, and slowly… he began to tighten his grip on his attacker’s hand. The boy starts to feel incredible and painful pressure on his hand until he felt increasing pain in his hand. He then began to pull on his arm and his comrades tried to help out. But Inferno’s grip was too strong and kept squeezing his attacker’s hand until it started to bleed a little. And when that happened, the emotionless young man finally let go.

"What the hell was that? He fucking crushed my hand, man!" guy #3 exclaimed as he was clutching his bleeding hand.

Inferno stared at them from his seat, staring blankly at the boys without any expression of anger or remorse. “I told you to leave me alone.” He reminded them.

Just before the other boys were about to retaliate for their pal, they heard someone clearing their throat, which got their attention. They, along with Inferno, turn to see Pinkie Pie along with the other waitresses standing behind her; all crossing their arms and looking ticked.

“Is there a problem here?” Pinkie asked, not amused by what she was seeing.

"U-Uh, no of course not, Pinkie. We… We're just… chatting with the new guy, that's all." guy #2 lies nervously.

"It didn't look that way to me," Pinkie replied sternly.

"Yeah!" another girl calls out. Everyone turns and sees Rainbow Dash, along with Sunset, Twilight, and a few other girls. "Where do you guys get off at ganging up on the guy? You assholes need to learn your place and stop trying to act all macho!"

"She's right. You guys should be ashamed!" Sunset said, glaring.

“Girls, I think it’s time these boys are shown to the door.” Pinkie informs her co-waitresses.

"With pleasure," the other girls said, cracking their knuckles. The assholes gulped nervously and soon were tossed out on their asses just as Israel was coming inside.

"Whoa… Guess they made a dick move. Ah well, whatever kinda shit they did, guess that's one way to take out the trash," Israel shrugged with a chuckle. Upon entering, "Hoo-wee, boy. Today has been a hell of a ride and I'm famished!"

He walks over to an empty seat and makes himself comfortable, waiting for the waitress to come by.

While he waited, Pinkie came by Inferno's seat and brought his meal.

“Here you go and I'm sorry for any inconvenience those meanies might've caused you. They tend to make a habit out of belittling anyone new here. If you need anything please feel free to let me know," Pinkie said.

“Thank you, I’ll take note of that,” Inferno responded. Just before his head was unexpectedly grabbed and pulled right into her bust as she was hugging him. And yet, he was still unfazed, but he did not see that coming.

“Awww, you’re so sweet. You're more than welcome to come back here anytime, any day if you ever need a quick snack or another tasty meal," she said, not thinking that she had him against her chestal area. Afterward, she let him go and went back to her business, skipping along and serving other tables. After that, Inferno began feasting on his meal.

Now, Pinkie's going over to Israel, who's reading the menu while having his earphones on, listening to his music. When Pinkie comes into view, he turns to her with a smile and takes off his earbuds. "Hi there, miss," he says.

"Hi there. Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Pinkamena Diane Pie, but you can just call me Pinkie Pie and I'll be your waitress. May I take your order?" she asks.

"Pinkie Pie? Heh, wow, not only is your personality cute, but your name is, too," he says, making her giggle happily.

"Aww, thank you! You're the 2nd person who's said that to me. Anyways, are you ready to order your yummilicious meal?"

"Sure am. I could go for a nice, tasty bacon double cheeseburger with some garlic fries and a medium-sized Pepsi," he said.

"Okie Dokie lokie," Pinkie said, writing it down. "I'll have it out for you in a jiffy," she finishes with a cute squee, thank skips over to the counter. Israel's face flushed at the sight of her bouncing pinkalicious booty before he looks away and puts on some more music.

After leaving the young man, Pinkie then walks over to a table where 6 other girls sat and having a nice conversation. Among them were Sunset, Twilight, and Rainbow. One of the others was a lady whose aura just screams "elegant." She has alabaster, snow-white skin, and sapphire blue eyes with perfectly curled purple hair. She wore an aqua blue dress - which hugged her GG-cup breasts - and a long, purple skirt a few inches above her knees. The 2nd girl had a “timid” and “shy” aura to her. She has smooth cream-yellow skin and moderate teal-green colored eyes and long, smooth bright pink hair. She wore a cute teal-blue dress with a long skirt and had cute butterfly stickers stitched onto it. However, despite her shyness, she had a massive rack that would make any college girl envy her and any college guy fall for her; about an HH-cup size, The 3rd girl had light tan-orange skin with bright blonde hair and emerald green eyes and wore a stetson hat. She had on a white short-sleeved t-shirt with green sleeves and a bright red apple on the front of her shirt where her GGG-cup bosom was. She also had a blue skirt that looked more like jeans and she had a lovely apple scent.

"Hi girls, getting a good refuel before getting back to hitting the books, I take it?" Pinkie asked.

“Yep, Moondancer and I had a breeze in our tech course today,” Twilight replied.

"Sounds like you two got this in the bag. As for me, history turned out to be pretty interesting for a start," Sunset said.

“Well today in gym, I came in first place in my class’s 7-lap jog exercise,” Rainbow boasted.

“Ah’ still can’t believe yer oversized ego hasn’t been dented yet,” The girl with the stetson hat responded with a beautiful southern accent.

"Well, Applejack, you won't believe what else happened that… wasn't done by yours truly," Rainbow said. "Some dudes were eyeballing Spitfire and this one guy calls out on them, telling them how uncool it was to stare at her, even made up a point that she might be married. Spitfire got so pissed at the group of guys, she made them do the “bleacher miles”. And that pissed them off so much they chased the dude that snitched on him, but he outran them like a speeding bullet!"

"Goodness, this boy must have some incredible stamina… and such fine manners to consider a lady's occupation," the alabaster girl said.

"You'd better believe, Rarity. This guy even beat Indigo Zap and Gilda. Even got Spitfire on his side for sticking up for her!" Rainbow said.

"Is he someone we know? Maybe we might've missed him," the timid cream-yellow girl said.

"Fluttershy, he's one of the new students who just enrolled here today. He's kind of a knucklehead and a goofball, but he's got heart," Rainbow said.

“Strange, I also met a new student today as well,” Twilight stated.

"Really? What was he like?" Sunset asked.

“Well… It’s hard to say. He seemed… empty. I accidentally bumped into him when he was walking through the courtyard. I dropped all my books and assignments on the ground, but he stopped and help pick them up. Though when I got a good look at his face… he showed no expression at all. And his eyes were devoid of any emotion. Although, he did something nice for me; he said nothing and walked away soon after.” Twilight explained.

The other girls looked at each other with confusion, save for Sunset. "This guy you mentioned… what did he look like?" she asked.

"Well… he had blood-red hair and sky-blue eyes; although, he had no spark of emotion inside them. He just dealt with those jerks just now," Twilight mentioned, looking over at where Inferno was sitting and eating his meal.

As the rest of the girls turned towards his direction, Sunset immediately recognized him right on the spot. “Hey. He was in my history class today. His name was… Inferno Blaze. Yeah, that’s it.” She stated.

"I feel deeply sorry for the poor man, being ganged up on so ruthlessly! How barbaric! But I also wonder why he doesn't show emotions. I do hope the poor dear can put up on a smile someday. Oh, he'd look so handsome with one," the alabaster girl stated.

“Forget smile, Rarity. Look at that wicked scar on his left eye. He looks badass.” Rainbow responded.

“Well… I suppose that too,” Rarity concurred.

“Oh yeah, I had just spoken to him earlier. He told me I was cute, though I couldn’t tell if he meant it due to the tone of his voice that would rival Maud’s. And he also gave me an early tip too; just for brightening his day." Pinkie stated.

"That's nice ta hear, Pinkie. At least we know he ain't all that bad," Applejack said. "Oh, an' before Ah forget, Ah heard from Rara that Flare an' her new music partner lit up to music class with an amazin' duet. She even told me how Ma was moved from the coordination. Somethin' tells me Flare's got a thing fer the guy."

“Oh yeah, sounds like she wants his d- OW!” Rainbow was about to say something lewd; however, she received a smack in the back of her head by Twilight. She turned around to face her science-loving friend

"Not in a restaurant, Dash!" Twilight whispered, blushing. "Anyways, back on the subject of Inferno, he seems to be a top-notch genius. In engineering class, he and Tempest were working swiftly on an invention none of us have ever seen before! It's like Inferno was born to create new-age technology."

"So, in other words, he's an egghead like you," Rainbow commented.

“Not only that. Ah’ also heard Rara told me that the boy can play the piano very well. So much so that he caught the attention of everyone in her class.” Applejack added.

"Oh? I didn't know Inferno could play the piano. I'm starting to wonder if there's anything this guy can't do. He's going places. Speaking of which, he even breezed through history class with Professor Starswirl," Sunset said. The mere mentioning of the professor quickly made Twilight gasp in excitement with her eyes growing big and her smile brightening.

"Professor Starswirl? THE Professor Starswirl? The very same man who traveled all around the world and back with Stygian and the other 5 professors of this University?" she asked like a hyped-up fangirl.

“Uh oh, the egghead strikes back,” Rainbow stated.

"We're used to it by now. Who doesn't like Twilight being this adorkable?" Sunset asked, elbowing her friend lightly, making her blush.

"Hehe… sorry, I get carried away when I hear his name," she says before squealing again, fangirling over her idol. Just then the others hear the sound of someone crashing onto the ground, startling the girls. They look over and see that the guy with the silver, long hair has fallen.

"Oh my! Is he okay?" Fluttershy asked, concerned. Just then, the guy picked himself up slowly, then slumped on the table, gasping for air dramatically.

"Hey! You okay over there?" Sunset called out. The man replied with a thumbs up.

"Just peachy!" Israel replied.

"What happened, deary?" Rarity asked.

"Nothing serious, just… had a heart attack from a serious case of… "adorabetes!!!" he said. 2 seconds after he said that the girls mostly laughed it off.

“Would you all mind,” A monotone voice called out. Soon everyone turned over to the source and see Inferno staring blankly at them. “I don’t like to have any more ruckus happen today, I already had to deal with it several minutes ago.” He stated with his tone remaining the same and soon he goes back to continue eating his meal.

'Sheesh, someone's had a bad day,' Israel thought to himself.

"Sorry about that. Anyways, what can I get you, girls?" Pinkie asked.

“Same as usual, Pinkie.” Sunset proclaimed for everyone at the table.

"You got it. Coming right up," Pinkie replied, writing down their orders before heading back behind the counter.

Later on, time goes by, and soon, the girls and Israel get their meals and start eating. As much as they want to chat some more, they're on a time crunch and have to get to their next classes within the next half hour.

For the next classes, Inferno had taken up a zoology course; a scientific study of the behavior, structure, physiology, classification, and distribution of animals. The reason why he chose this course is unknown. But it was later known that Inferno was better at socializing with critters rather than actual humans.

Israel, on the other hand, had a Theatre class to attend because of his passion for performing on stage in front of a really large audience.

In Zoology class, Inferno stood next to a glass cage that contained a small Ball Python. There were people in the class that weren’t fond of snakes or found them creepy, yet Inferno was the only one that was willingly standing close to it and possibly or hypothetically showing interest in it.

The python even seemed to show a slight interest in the man, curious of his nature. And it looks like one of the other students is getting curious about Inferno as well. And that student happens to be Fluttershy, a friend to all animals and critters alike.

"Uh… e..excuse me, mister," she calls out softly… too softly. Inferno turns around and sees the light-pink-haired timid girl standing next to him. He stares at her with a blank expression, though in his head, he was amazed by her beauty and cuteness. Though he could not show it or feel it. He could only think it.

“Hello,” He replied before turning back to the python.

"Y-Y-You seem down… do you want to talk about it?" She offered, putting on her brightest, most cutest smile with her big eyes sparkling brightly.

Seeing her becoming cuter, even when he could not feel anything, his cheeks surprisingly turned pink. Yet he has shown no expression, he was blushing? Meanwhile, someone out there can see this and is dying from her cuteness.

Hearing her kind offer, and seeing her smile emitting some sort of positive and kind aura, Inferno could never think about rejecting her offer. And so he complied.

“Sure.” He replied.

"Really? O-Okay then. What seems to be the problem?" She asks while petting a family of bunnies.

Inferno did not turn away from the snake in the glass cage and did not reply after a few seconds until he did, but it was his question.

“Why do people find this creature so frightening? Why can’t they see that it’s misunderstood?” He asked, getting off-topic from the animal-loving girl’s question.

"Oh, umm… well, people often mistake all snakes to be extremely poisonous and try to stay away from them at all costs. Sometimes, they worry that they'll strangle them to death. But it seems like you're getting on his good side," Fluttershy said.

“I just appreciate the company of animals rather than other people.” He responded.

"Is this because of what happened back at the cafe?" Fluttershy asked with concern.

“No, because they don’t hurt you emotionally or betray you.” He added.

"Oh… I… I see." Fluttershy said. 'So he's been betrayed and emotionally hurt some time ago. It may not be much, but I should tell the girls about this,' she thought to herself. "Well, if you ever need someone to talk to, maybe on the subject of animals, I can make time."

Inferno never took his eyes of the python, even brushing his fingers against the glass cage as if he believed he was petting it. “Sure.” He replied to Fluttershy.

"Yay," she said softly before caring for her precious critters. Inferno keeps tending to his little python buddy, whose eyes are locked on his, following his gaze. And of course, Fluttershy’s offer to him was still on his mind and the kindness she has shown to him was puzzling indeed. The more he thought about it, he did not realize that his cheeks once again turned pink.

Aside from that minor incident at lunch, a handful of girls at this university still showed him kindness and offered to be his friends, too. Enrolling in this university has given him many surprises indeed.

Meanwhile, in the Theatre course class which Israel was taking, he was reading a small script along with his other classmates, reading their lines. They were all auditioning for some parts in the play Hamlet and Israel was trying out for the main character.

"I wonder if Shakespeare ever wrote plays with legitimate happy endings," he said quietly to himself.

“I know right! Every play I heard of that was written by the guy all sounds so sad and moppy at the ending of them.” A female voice responded to him. He turned to see who it was and spotted a lady with faded blue skin, magenta-colored eyes, and blue hair done in a ponytail. She had on a burgundy shirt that matched her eyes, which concealed her large G-cup breasts, and a hot pink skirt, which hugged her cute, phat ass and curvy hips. And she smells like tacos.

"Oh, hello there," Israel said politely. "You trying out for the play, too?"

"Sure am. My name's Sonata Dusk. Nice to meet you. By the way, do you like tacos by any chance?" She asks.

"Uh… sure, why not?" He shrugs. She squeals and jumps up and down on her seat, smiling adorably. "I think… I just died from the adorabetes."

"Sonata, are you at it again?" Another female voice called out. Both her and Israel look and see two other girls coming towards them.

One of the girls had this "bad girl" vibe, her skin was bright purple and her hair was violet-colored with aqua blue stripes and done in two ponytails. She had indigo purple eyes, wore a sleeveless teal green overshirt with a faded green shirt underneath and skin-tight burgundy pants. Her butt and breasts could pop out of those clothes any minute, same with Sonata's outfit.

Finally, the other girl had faded yellow skin with poofy orange hair and magenta eyes. She wore an orange shirt under her pink button-up blouse, which was open due to her sexy rack, and had tight purple pants on that could show off that delicious booty of hers.

Seeing these two made Sonata chuckle nervously while Israel's jaw dropped. 'How many sexy women am I gonna run into?!' He asked himself in his mind. "Uh… friends of yours?" He asked Sonata.

"She’s our sister," the orange-haired girl clarified. "My name's Adagio Dazzle, nice to meet you. And this is Aria Blaze," she refers to the girl with the two ponytails. “Are you new here? Cause we’ve never seen you around here.” She asked.

"Actually yes, I am. Name's Israel Yabuki. Nice to meet you," he says, trying not to stare at their boobs or asses.

"What's the matter, like what you see?" Adagio teased, catching on.

"You'd better not try anything funny with us, you perv… or ELSE!" Aria threatened.

"Hey, whoa! I'm not gonna do anything. But it is kinda hard to not stare--" he then shuts his mouth, covering it up, shocked at what he said. Of course, Aria caught on to what he would have said and it only made her glare at him even more.

"I don't mind. It's nice to know someone likes how I look. But Aria… she takes some time to warm up to." Adagio said.

"Just my luck. Well, nothing is ever always easy, right?" He asked.

“So true,” Sonata commented, which earned a stare from Aria. “What?” She playfully asked in defense.

"I don't think she quite shares your enthusiasm, Sonata." He said.

“Shut it, newbie. You’re not a part of this conversation.” Aria stated.

"Alright, alright. Don't get your panties in a twist, sheesh!" Israel retorted before moving to another spot.

Adagio and Sonata became anxious and alerted as Aria became pissed at what he said and nearly leaped at him, trying to rip him limb from limb if Dagi and Sonata had not held her back.

Israel got freaked out and bolted as far away from her as possible. 'Okay, not my best choice of words.' He thought.

Much time went by and now it was time for 7th-period classes. For Inferno, he was assigned to a geology course that studies the earth's physical structure and substance. And for Israel, he was assigned to a cooking class, trying out some new recipes.

Right now, Inferno is setting up his stuff at his desk, ready to learn. While he was setting up, three girls were also getting ready for today's lesson, but only one of them noticed Inferno. She had faded purple hair, blue eyes, and grey skin. She wore a faded dark blue dress with a matching skirt that hugged her upper thighs nicely. And her dress had her boobs poking through it.

She blinks slowly, staring at him intently with her expressionless eyes. She doesn't say a word, just keeps staring. Just then…

"Hey sis, what are you staring at?" A girl whispered from behind her. The girl looked back at this other girl with short silver-ish grey hair, blue-ish grey skin, and yellow eyes, wearing a light grey t-shirt and black jean shorts.

"He's almost lifeless," the purple-haired girl pointed out in her monotone voice. The silver gray-haired girl looked where she was pointing and saw the guy just minding his own business. As she gets a good look at him, she could easily identify his expressionless face and lifeless eyes; loss of any emotion.

"Whoa, you're not kidding, but I don't think it's a good idea to stare at someone for long periods. What if he catches you seeing him?" She asked.

"True, but in a way… he's not that bad to look at," the monotone girl said.

“Don’t tell me you got the hots for him? I’m used to seeing Pinkie be like that most of the time. But never you,” The silverish-gray-haired girl responded.

“Wait? Maud likes someone?” The third girl next to the two asked. She had dark grey hair that covered part of her face, had purple eyes, and light grey skin. She wore a dark grey dress with navy blue trims, massive HH-cup breasts, and a knee-high skirt, and a cute butt poking through her skirt, wanting to rip out.

“No, Marble. She’s talking about rocks. Of course, she’s liking the guy!” The 2nd girl sarcastically stated.

"S-Sorry Limestone," Marble replied, backing away, worried she might have offended her. Limestone, the one who snapped, calmed down a little, then looked at Marble.

"No, I'm sorry, Marble. I was just a little frustrated, you didn't do anything wrong." Limestone reassured.

"It's not every day you see someone like him, you know," Maud smirks, which surprised her sisters since they never see her smile… ever.

"You know if you wish to have a conversation, you could have just asked,” Inferno spoke towards the three girls. The three of them were surprised that he was listening to their conversation and not once interrupted them and waited for a moment to speak up.

"Sorry about that. We didn't mean to disturb you, but… I think my sister has a thing for you," Limestone pointed out, gesturing to Maud.

“I see.” He replied, with his monotone voice and turned away to face the front of the class.

"I'm Maud Pie." She introduces herself.

“I’m Marble Pie,” her sister introduces herself as well.

"And I'm Limestone Pie. I'm the oldest of the 4 Pie sisters." The eldest sister said.

After hearing their names, Inferno introduces himself as well. “Inferno Blaze. Nice to meet you.” He responded.

Maud smiled once again while Limestone and Marble just went back to organizing their desks and waited for class to start. Inferno sat patiently in his chair, keeping to himself as he too waited for class to start.

Soon, a man walks in, wearing a brown business suit. He had grey skin and blue eyes that matched his hair. He looked a little skinny, of average height, but he was still the teacher.

"Good afternoon, everyone, and welcomes to your first Geology class of the semester. I am Stygian, but you may address me as Professor Stygian. I'm sure some of you are anxious to get started on today's lessons, while some of you… might have trouble keeping up, but no worries. We're all a team, so if you get stuck, just help each other out, but no cheating when the big tests come out, am I clear on that?" Stygian asked. The class nods. "Excellent. Now then, let us begin, shall we? Open up your textbooks to page 7 and we will begin our lesson."

Meanwhile, in another class, Israel is taking a cooking course. He was at his station, awaiting his instructions. Soon the door into the classroom opened and walked in, is the teacher and behind him was a beautiful teenage girl

"Hello, class. My name is Coriander Cumin and I will be your cooking teacher. And joining with me as the class’s T.A. is my daughter Saffron Masala, please show her respect the same way you show all teachers. And if any of you young men in here try or say anything, I’ll…” He was about to send a death threat to the male side of the class if his daughter had not intervened.

“Papa, calm yourself. I’m not you’re little girl anymore you know. I can handle myself.” Saffron responded.

“Alright, sweetie. You know I’ll worry.” He replied with a whisper.

“I know.” She replied as well while giving her father a quick hug.

After that, Coriander proceeds with class. “Alright then, everyone you know the drill." He instructed. Soon, everyone partners up at their stations, except… for the silver-haired goofball.

"Hmm… I guess I'm cooking solo," Israel says, looking around the room.

"Not necessarily. I shall be your cooking partner, if you'd like," Saffron called out, walking over to him.

"Aww, thanks. Nice to be working with you. Are you ready?" He asked.

"Of course, cooking is my passion." Saffron nods.

"Good, now that everyone is partnered up, please direct your attention to… these," Coriander said, pulling out some packaged sausages, gaining everyone's attention. "Today, you will use Italian sausage as your main ingredient. Use it however you like, but you have 1 hour to prepare a dish worthy of an A. Use any ingredients available in the kitchen. Your time starts… right now!"

Right away, all the students wandered around the kitchen, looking for whatever ingredients they could use to make a good sausage dish. Israel went around grabbing his ingredients while Saffron watched over the main ingredient she has at their cooking station.

Soon, her partner comes back with a handful of ingredients. "Okay, I've got a good idea on what to make with all this," he said.

“You have, huh? You know what it is?” Saffron asked to test his knowledge.

"Yup… we'll be making… a tasty Italian sausage roll," he whispered.

"Mmm, sounds tasty. Care to fill me in on how to prep it?" Saffron asked.

"Sure. First, we gotta get out some spicy Italian sausages and lay them out on some puff pastry sheets. During this phase, we'll need to cook up some marinara cream sauce and preheat the oven." Israel said.

“Huh. You’re smarter than you look,” She commented as she and Israel proceeded to follow the instructions he had listed.

"Cooking is an art just like music, writing, and drawing," Israel said with a smile. With Saffron filled in on most of the game plan, the two begin their prep work.

Meanwhile, back in geology class, Inferno and the rest of the class were busy reading through the first chapters of their textbooks while listening to their teacher's detailed lectures.

However, for Inferno, he instantly read through the entire chapter in one minute while taking as many notes as he can in his small journal.

Maud glanced over at him, smiling at how fast and precise his skills are. She then got back to reading through the chapter while taking notes of her own.

Even Limestone was impressed by Inferno's hard work. It got her thinking how well he'd help out on her parents' rock farm back home. Maybe she can ask him to volunteer.

Marble, however… was a little concerned. The more she stared at him, the more she wondered what happened to him that made Inferno so down. Even though her sister, Maud shows no emotion externally, she learned to pick up on how she feels on the inside. But with Inferno, she just can't figure him out. He's almost like an empty shell… a drone. And all she can think of to do is try to help him, to understand him.

However, something would later spook the Pie sisters when Inferno tried to reach into his backpack for a pen or marker with his left hand. And all of a sudden it began to tense and shake most inhumanly, and make sounds that were like a… like a malfunctioning machine would. Judging from the look of his entire arm, it looks like that kind of movement the hand was making would have caused pain; however, Inferno didn’t show any expression of pain and then he swiftly moved his entire arm in a circle three times until he was able to move his hand normally. After that, he got back to his task.

'What the hell was that?! No one's arm should sound like that! Just what kind of guy is he?' Limestone asked in her mind.

‘Oh dear, it must have caused him so much pain,’ Marble thought in her head after seeing that; believing that Inferno did felt that deep in his mind. Well at, least that’s what she’s trying to understand.

‘Next time, I need to do a maintenance check on this thing,' Inferno thought as he inspects his left arm closely.

Back in cooking class, some time had rolled on by and most of the students have finished cooking their dishes while Saffron and Israel were putting on the finishing touches on their dish.

"Looks good so far, now, let's sprinkle a little parmesan cheese and parsley and we should be good to go," Israel said.

"The dish is looking tasty already," Saffron said happily.

"You can take some home after your father finishes tasting the thing… unless he gobbles the whole thing up," he joked.

Saffron giggles from his sense of humor. The two of them then sprinkle the parmesan and parsley then…

"Time! Put your utensils down and when I call your names, come up to present your dishes to me for tasting." Coriander said.

And soon afterward he starts calling names, tasting foods, and grading students left and right. However, almost half of the students were either too bland with their dishes or were prepped wrong and the food tasted really bad.

The others, on the other hand, did pretty well or decent enough. Now it was time for Saffron and Israel to present their dish to her father.

"Well now, what have we made here?" Coriander asked the young man.

"I've got an Italian-style sausage roll, wrapped in puff pastry sheets. I've also added some creamy marinara sauce to give it a sweet texture and sprinkled it with parmesan cheese and parsley." Israel explained as he served Coriander.

Coriander inspected the dish and was shocked at its amazing presentation. Coriander then took a bite out of the dish… then froze in place. He looked like he had just taken a bite out of an explosion of sweet and spicy flavors. Just then, Coriander took another bite. Then another one… and another one. Before he knew it, he had cleaned his plate.

"Uh… you want 2nds, chef?" Israel asked, smiling all wide-eyed. Saffron just sat there, giggling at the two men enjoying their company.

"Young man… you and Saffron get an A+. And another thing… I will gladly accept you as my son-in-law." Coriander said proudly but made his daughter blush.

“FATHER!” She screamed in embarrassment.

'Oh boy. Though I gotta admit, she is a beautiful lady,' Israel thought to himself.

And so the school day has come to a close for both Inferno and Israel. Now it was time for them to settle down, maybe grab some dinner or something. Either way, they had some time to themselves.

Inferno; however, had one place he needs to head to before he can rest up. Before the day he arrived at Canterlot University, his parents had asked the campus if there was a counselor or a therapist that he could see.

And they sure did. Their counselor was a young woman, possibly in her mid to late 20s, and considered the best on campus. And so the college board agreed to have Inferno visit her after class every day. And the secession would last around 2 hours or less if he wished.

So, as his schedule said, Inferno immediately heads towards the main campus building where the counseling room is located. Of course, he had to stop and ask for directions. After a minute, he arrived at the main campus building and is at the door of the counseling room.

He knocks on the door and waits for an answer.

"Come in," a woman said from inside.

Inferno then opens the door and heads inside the room and inside, his counselor was waiting for him. As the campus said; she is a woman in her mid to late 20s. She had hot pink skin with long purple, pink and yellow hair, wore a teal dark blue button-up shirt; which barely concealed her massive GGG-cup breasts. And her skirt looked like it was about to rip open from her glorious thighs and phat ass.

“Inferno Blaze? Is it?” She asked him, to which he nodded in response. “Alright, please have a seat?” She asked him politely.

As she asked, Inferno silently walked up to the seat in front of her desk and sat down in front of her.

"Glad you could make it. My name is Mi Amore Cadenza, but you can call me Cadence. How are you doing so far? Did you enjoy your first day here?" She asked.

Inferno was silent at first, but he soon complied. “It… okay.” He replied, with no change in his tone.

"Okay? Would you like to tell me about your day so far?" Cadence asked.

“Well, I met some nice people. All of them were girls.” He responded.

"Oh? Sounds like you've made yourself pretty popular in just one day. Now, what about the bad part of your day? Would you like to tell me?" Cadence asked.

“Well, I never wanted to be popular. And well, I ran into some guys at a cafe I went to for lunch. One of them tried to attack me but I caught his hand and unintentionally injured it in the process.” He explained.

"I'm sorry they bothered you. And there's no shame in defending yourself. Now, Inferno, why don't you tell me more about yourself so we can understand you more.” She proposed.

“I… Don’t know how to explain it. But all I can remember back in the day, I was happy and carefree. I had friends… I had someone that I gave my heart to… But as soon as my life took a downturn, they brought only pain and the person I gave my heart to… cast it aside and found someone else.” he briefly explained. But when doing so, he does not notice the tears that flowed from his emotionless eyes. Cadence felt great sympathy and sorrow for the young man; even though his blank expression was difficult to tell; however, the tears he has shown describes the pain he locked away inside.

"Aww, I'm deeply sorry, Inferno. You didn't deserve all that. If those "friends" thought it was funny to play with your emotions like that, then they're the ones who need to change their act. I can tell you're a good man and a bright one at that." She said.

While he kept his blank expression, he still replied in kind to her reply. “Thank you, Mrs.Cadence.” He said. “Um… Can I ask you about yourself? So I could understand you more since I’ll have you for the rest of my time on campus.” He asked.

"Sure. About a decade or so ago, I got my first freelance job as a babysitter. Looking after little kids while their parents were away was my passion. One time, I even found love with this guy who was so sweet to me. We became a couple within a month and dated for 5 years. Unfortunately… my boyfriend was taken. Not by another woman, though. He… was involved in an accident while on a police chase and ended up in a collision on a rainy day." She explained, feeling down.

“I’m sorry for your loss. I shouldn’t have asked you that question.” Inferno replied. If he did had the ability to feel again; he would feel sympathy for her.

"No, it's fine. Talking about our troubles always helps lessen the pain we feel. I admit I was heartbroken when I lost my boyfriend, but within a few weeks, I picked myself up and decided to honor him by living my life to the fullest, helping others like he used to do. In the end, I decided to pursue a career in therapy. I studied hard, passed my classes, and got my degree. And the best part is I got to work here as the school's therapeutic counselor. I've been working here for 2 and a half years since I graduated," she said.

“That’s… wonderful,” Inferno responded. “I’m happy for you.” He stated, even though his tone betrays him.

"Thank you, though you don't sound too happy about it. How long has it been since you had smiled?"

“About 2 years,” Inferno replied.

"Oh my! Why so… oh, was it because you were betrayed?" Cadence asked.

“I felt too much pain and betrayal… That… I don’t want to say.” He responded.

"It's okay, you can always tell me piece by piece every other day," Cadence said.

“Okay,” Inferno said. “And… You look beautiful by the way,” he spoke with honesty if his tone hadn’t confused that.

"Well, that's very nice of you. And you are incredibly handsome, Inferno. I'm confident you'll find someone very special here," Cadence said, flattered.

“Thanks, I guess.” He replied with a blank expression. But Cadence could see his cheeks turning pink a bit. He was blushing. The counselor woman chuckled at this.

"A blush. That's a good sign. Is this the first time you blushed? Or were there others who did it before me?" She asked, keeping a warm smile.

“Pardon?” He replied as if he’s confused about what she meant. Or something? His blank expression is making it difficult.

"I mean did any of the girls here make you blush before I did?" She asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” He responded.

‘Oh right. He can’t feel emotions, which means he doesn’t know that he’s flustered or not,’ Cadence thought in her head. “Nevermind, we’ll discuss that topic some other time,” she stated.

“Also, as a friendly reminder, your shirt’s two top buttons have gone undone ever since we started this meeting. Wanted to let you know so no other pervert that comes in here would impolitely stare.” He stated.

Cadence gets all wide-eyed and looks down, seeing her boobs nearly poking out from her shirt. She blushes and buttons her shirt back up, then clears her throat.

"Thanks for reminding me. Anyways, it looks like our time is up. I'm glad we had this chat, Inferno. I'll be seeing you same time after class tomorrow?" She asked.

“Okay. I hope to see you again, Miss Cadence.” Inferno responded as he got up from his seat.

"Me too, Inferno," Cadence nodded before giving him a goodbye hug.

His cheeks blushed yet again, despite his blank expression. And soon as they broke their hug, the young man turned to the door and walked right out of her office. Leaving Cadence all by herself.

"Such an interesting young man," Cadence said, blushing a bit. "And he's handsome, too." She added just before her two buttons on her shirt snapped off. Causing her to groan in annoyance. “I need to get a new shirt… Again.” She said to herself.

Meanwhile, Israel had just got back to his dorm room with a bag of Carl's Jr.

"Well, this is it. Home sweet home. Now I can enjoy my meal and crash for the night. But man, today was tiring," he said. He then sits down on his bed, opens the bag, and takes out his burger, and unwraps it.

But just before he was about to take a bite, he then hears knocking on the door of his dorm.

"Hmm? Coming!" He called out. Israel put his burger down and went to answer the door, unlocking it. When he opened it, he was greeted by none other than Inferno Blaze himself. "Oh hey! You're… Inferno, is that right?" he asked.

“Do I know you?” The emotionless young man replied as he entered the room and then placed down his suitcase and belongings onto his bed on the other side of the room.

"No, but I did see you in a few classes. I'm guessing we're gonna be roommates now, am I right?" Israel asked.

“Uh huh,” Inferno replied as he began unpacking. And as he was packing, he then took a hammer and three nails out of his back and then started hammering them into the wall of his side of the room, with spaces in between them. Then after doing so, he reaches into one of his bags, which was a carry bag, and then pulls out an old Springfield Trapdoor rifle from inside it displays it on his wall, thanks to the nails he nailed in.

"Uh… I don't think guns are allowed here at the university." Israel said, getting a little bit nervous.

“My parents talked with the college board and signed the paperwork. And besides, it's an old model and a family preserved heirloom, passed down in my family since the Spanish-American War. Now it's only used as a display artifact, so you don't need to worry about it.” Inferno assures him, but his tone made it difficult to know if it is true.

"Uh… okay, that's reassuring… I guess," Israel said, still a bit uneasy.

Inferno then turns to face his new roommate, with his usual blank expression. “Since you know my name, what’s yours?” He asked.

"Uh… Israel Yabuki. Nice to meet you," he extends his arm out, still hesitant, but not as much.

Inferno then shakes his hand in response. “Nice to meet you.” He replied. “Though if you were to stop shaking much, this wouldn’t be awkward.” He stated.

"Sorry, I mean no disrespect, but it's hard to figure out if you're being sincere or not judging by your tone. But I'm sure you mean well," Israel replied, letting go.

“I get that a lot,” Inferno responded.

"Seriously? Damn, sorry to hear that. Hey, look, if you ever need a pal to talk to, how about you holler at me," Israel offered.

“I have a counselor I go to every day, I’m good,” Inferno responded.

"Alright, suit yourself. You know where I'm at, though," Israel shrugged before grabbing his burger and started eating.

Today was a pretty eventual day for these two and who knows how many more surprises are in store for these two. One thing is for sure though, their college lives are only just beginning.