Making the COTE cast react to their own story because why not?

Chapter 1: The Bus Scene

"Well, no, but that's different!" this time, Sudou spoke up.

"Oh yeah, and how is it different?" Hashimoto smirked, knowing Sudou wasn't smart enough to fire back, and sure enough...

"W-Well..." Sudou didn't know what to say back..   

Seeing this, the old lady spoke up. "R-Really, I'm fine, but thank you," she said, but Kushida wasn't willing to give up yet, once again, she looked around and asked: "Excuse me! Would any of you be willing to give up your seat?"

"What about you, Ayanokouji, are you not going to give up your seat?" asked Hirata, turning all attention towards the main protagonist.

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"Well..."

But nobody seemed willing. The camera then, once again, focuses on Ayanokouji, who turns away to look at the lady quietly reading a book on the seat across him.

"Ah, so is this how you two first met? We were sure you already knew each other from way back then, but..." said Satou, with some others nodding along.

"Hm? No, this is the first time I ever saw Horikita," answered Ayanokouji.

"R-Really?!" suddenly, Sakura raised her voice, surprising everyone.

"Yeah." 

"A-Ah... okay... s-sorry." Sakura, seeing everyone's attention on her, began to shrink in self-consciousness, red as a strawberry.

"Oh ho? Sakura-san... do you, per chance, lik--" seeing Sakura's weird reaction, the girl two seats in front of her, Haruka, was about to asked something.

"H-H-H-Huh?! N-N-No, I don't! N-N-Not at all!" Sakura frantically tries to deny what Haruka was trying to ask, but considering the audience simply laughed her claim off, it's safe to say most people didn't believe her.

Most people, except one, that one being Ayanokouji, who was a little hurt after seeing a girl so vehemently deny her liking him.

It was then when somebody finally raised their hand and gave up their seat for the old lady.

"Finally, I thought no one was going to help the old lady," Hirata breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry, Hirata," said Ayanokouji, apologizing for not helping the old lady.

"It's fine, as long as you promise to never do it again," smiled Hirata, to which Ayanokoji nods.

After this, a little time passed and finally, Ayanokouji had arrived at his destination. "So this is my new school?" he thought to himself.

"Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School. A school established by the government to nurture the young people who will support the country in the future."

"It boasts a 100% employment and college entry rate, it spares no effort in pursuing the nation's desired future."

Hearing this every class except Class A, became dejected. 

"B-Boy, the school really did got us there, huh?" Ike, dejected as he was, still tried his best to uplift the spirits of his classmates, but it didn't work.

"C-Come on, it's not like we're screwed you know, we can still reach Class A if we try." Ike continued, this time it worked.

"Yeah, no, you're right! We won't give up! We'll reach Class A and reap the rewards we came here for!" most of Class D cheered.