[THE NEXT DAY, BEFORE CLASSES START...]

Eli is a much different kid today than he ever has been, though not for the reasons one might expect. He's starting his education at Onizuka today, which means homework and studying and all of the things he normally hates about school. He wears a stupid-looking translator around his neck that threatens to peek out and expose itself from beneath his shirt collar at the slightest wrong move. His back is burdened with a bag filled with whatever materials might be required of him. The one thing that allows him to defy the usual despair that all of these things would carry with them is the knowledge that this school is different, and its students are bred to be something greater than just book-smart yes men (and women). Onizuka is a school for psychics, and Eli Matthews is determined to become one of the best.

For that reason alone does the foreign boy hold his head high, an aura of almost-palpable confidence around him, as he approaches the middle school's grounds, joining the throng of students as they crowd into the main entrance and get on their individual ways to their classes. He'll scan some nearby faces casually as he passes, wondering if he'll run into any of the kids he met yesterday...