The Beginning of the End is that which starts something that directly leads to the end of that very something.

In this case, the start of the 3rd year and final year. for the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College's students, Nakaoka Shōwa, Kawasaki Fujino, and Ishigami Jigen. The trio had started at the school together, taken part in hundreds of exorcism missions, trained and strengthened their Cursed Techniques to the highest degree and were already ready to leave the school, but unluckily they had one year left.

Their Classroom currently sat empty, until the sliding door opened, and in stepped their teacher from last year, Hashimiya Ino. A tall man, with slicked back, black hair that curled and bunched up at his shoulders and he had a thick van-dyke on his chin. His hands were tucked in his black trouser pockets. He took a quick glance around the room, seeing that it was empty, he sighed realizing that his students were late. Taking one of his hands out of his pockets and using it to reach into the pocket of his black shirt. He pulled out a cigarette before turning around and heading back down the hallway.

Further into the school, Teacher Ino walked outside, leading toward the courtyard at the center of the school's main building. He slid the door open, which led out into the open courtyard. It had a large stone fountain in the middle, peach-colored stones lined a path out around the garden, which had a wide array of flowers and plants that gave the garden a vibrant color. 

Ino would light his cigarette as he walked around the garden, his eyes moving from spot to spot, clearly looking for something. "Alright guys, get your asses out here, or else I'll give you all Curse clean-up duty." Within seconds, his trio of 3rd Years stood in front of him, none of them wishing to be reduced to the cruel fate that is curse clean-up duty. "That's what I thought." Ino would say. "Now, it's 9.16 am, why were none of you in that classroom?" 

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"C'mon Ino-Sensei, we already know everything. Going to class is a total drag now!" The shorter, blonde-haired young boy would speak up. His eyes were a crimson-red color that had a slight glow to them. His hair was shoulder length, covering the collar of his white school shirt with his sleeves rolled up, his school jacket tied around his waist, and he wore navy trousers that stopped in the middle of his shins, showing his black socks that ran into his red sneakers. "Is that right, Jigen?" The student known as Ishigami Jigen would nod his head.

"I concur with Jigen, our class time will simply be a waste of time." Another student spoke up, this time coming from the taller, black-haired man, his eyes were dark brown and he had notable tired lines around his eyes and nose, paired with his messy, medium-length hair made him look exhausted. He wore the same white shirt as Jigen, his navy pants were longer and flared out at the bottom, covering the top of his black-heeled boots. Accompanying his outfit, he also had piercings on both of his ears and one on his left eyebrow. "Oh yeah, Nakaoka?" Ino would respond, looking to Nakaoka Shōwa, the student in question.

"I, for one, LOVE your classes Teach! Nothing gets me more riled up than listening to you ramble on in the classroom!" The final member of the trio, and the only female member responded last. She was the exact opposite of Nakaoka. She had long, chestnut-colored hair tied back into a ponytail that draped down her back. Her uniform was unique, she wore a navy-colored pinafore dress over her white shirt. She also had black tights that covered her legs and a pair of normal brown shoes. This was Kawasaki Fujino.

"Well, I think you guys will like today's lesson, if you want to take part, that is." Ino's comment would pique Fujino and Jigen's interest, while Nakaoka remained indifferent. "Why? What's going on with today's lesson?" Jigen would ask. "You'll have to head to the classroom if you want to know." He would say, taking the last few puffs of his cigarette. Both Fujino and Jigen would try to fight off the urge, but within mere moments they would give up and charge toward the classroom, interested in knowing what the lesson was going to be. Ino would look up to Nakaoka lastly. "They won't be happy if you don't show up too." 

Nakaoka would sigh. "I know..." He would say, dropping his head in shame as he headed into the school as well, being followed by Ino.