"Welcome to our boarding school" (actual prologue)

Hello ^^.
So ... I'm amazed myself that the chapter was finished so quickly. Actually it should only be a little short, as said as a real prologue, but it is already a chapter length ^^.
Well, your characters haven't gotten very close, just at the end, but this chapter was necessary, for me anyway. And it wrote itself ^^

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It was Monday morning, the first day of the new school year. The sun refused to show itself and hid behind the horizon, but some faint rays of the sun betrayed the light in a red-purple hue that lighted up the sky, which it will soon reveal itself. The streets were lifeless and quiet, no sound disturbed the silence until suddenly a black half-limousine drove through the city. Nevertheless, the magnificent car made hardly any noise and so it drove unnoticed along the streets to the large boarding school, where it finally stopped and asked for entry.
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The sun slammed down mercilessly on the earth, but the people seemed to like it very much. They bathed in the sunlight. The city was now overcrowded, young and old people ran everywhere, laughing and talking to each other. It was almost like always, only that the streets were overcrowded with cars. These cars were not often seen in such quantities, they were all (semi) sedans, or other very expensive cars, but all of which had the same goal. The Konoha boys boarding school. It was the only school within a kilometer that only accepted boys, rich boys to be precise, as the boarding school was very expensive so that only the rich could go to this school.
The boarding school building was just oversized. There were a lot of buildings and halls, as well as meadows and soccer fields. The three most important parts were also the largest. Once the "school", in which the teachers' rooms and the classrooms were located, to the left of the "school", was the dormitory for the fifth to eighth graders, and they lived in the building to the right of the "school" higher grades, which included the ninth through the thirteenth. There was a large sports hall next to each dormitory, and a huge swimming pool behind the sports hall. There was also a sports field there. All facilities were connected by a paved, wide path that came together in front of the 'school'. The campus was monstrous too. All of this was called the boarding school area.
The limousines were lined up in front of the boarding gate, the students got out of them and made their way to the `` school ''.
It was now half past one. At three o'clock all students were expected in the auditorium, as the director would give his welcome speech there, as every year.* # * ----------------------------------------------- --------------------------- * # *

"Herr Director! Herr Direkter! I'm coming in now." Shouted a young man, opened the door and entered. He let his gaze wander, yet he found no sign of anyone having been in this room lately. Normally it was total chaos and only a person had an overview, but now the room was in perfect condition.
"Funny, where is he?" said the brown-haired man to himself and tilted his head. He quickly closed the door again and mumbled down the hallway. His footsteps echoed off the walls at regular intervals.
"What should I do now?" Desperate, he shook his head slightly and hoped that the director would come back as soon as possible. The speech should finally be given in half an hour. And if that still wouldn't show up, he'd have to take on this task. How he hated it when the director neglected his work.
° My salary is ridiculous, considering what I'm doing for him °, he complained in his mind and walked on.

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The school bell rang and announced that it was three o'clock. Most of the students were already waiting in the auditorium. There was a huge confusion, everyone was talking so that everything turned into an unbelievable noise and you could barely understand your own word. Only a few stood awkwardly in the huge crowd, looking around in confusion. Their thoughts were the same: "What are we waiting for here?"
Everyone else was so busy with themselves or with others that they didn't even notice someone was walking on stage. A young man stood there on the stage, a little awkwardly, holding a microphone in his hand. He cleared his throat once into it, but it made no sound because it was still over. The brown-haired man also noticed this and scuttled around the microphone. When he switched it on there was a deafening, high-pitched squeak that was amplified by all the loudspeakers. Most of those present had their hands pressed against their ears, some mumbled something like "ouch" to themselves, others cursed offended.
Again the young man cleared his throat, and this time got all the attention. He scratched the back of his head with an innocent smile and began to speak:
"Welcome to the boarding school. I greet all the" old hands "and the new entrants and I wish you a pleasant stay. Probably some of you are wondering why the director Jiraiya is not here, but me, is very easy to answer. He's not there ", while he spoke his expression darkened a little.He probably had to stand in for the director very often. "Well, let me introduce myself first. My name is Taichi Yomamoto, something like the errand boy and secretary of the principal". He is smiling, but you can also see a bit of woe in his voice. "No matter ... Many are probably quite exhausted from the trip here and want to rest. So I suggest that you go straight to your assigned room, your luggage has already been brought to the room. The room layouts are in the lounge You know, the students from the fifth grade up to the eighth grade live in the building painted blue, the rest in the red one. I ask you, don't start jumping out of the hall like crazy people, you have all day today. If you've read through the list, you may notice that the division is a bit different this year than it was otherwise. But you can find out for yourself. The rest of the things will be discussed in the classes in the following days But before you rush to your dormitories, I ask the newcomers to wait here. "So he ended his speech and, as if a cue had been spoken, most of the students stormed despite his request from the hall. They tried, because after a few seconds the whole thing ended in a jostling in which most of them wanted to be the first to leave the room. It was only when the oldest students intervened at Taichi's request that the boys stopped pushing and went outside in a somewhat orderly manner. The new students of the boarding school stayed behind and could be divided into two groups. Once the fifth graders, and then those who were new to the upper grades, which were significantly less.
Taichi sat on the edge of the stage and spoke into the microphone that the older students should please go to him. When they complied with his request, he said to them.
"So you're the new ones. I have a piece of paper for you with the rules of the boarding school. Please read it through and don't throw it into the nearest trash can right away. I'll tell you something. You can do it from me." Breaking those rules, but there are two important things you need to be aware of. First, if the director sees that the rules are being violated, certain actions will be taken. Second, most importantly, don't get caught. If nobody notices, nobody can say anything about it. It's entirely up to you. "He knew the reactions of the students, after all he always said this when new people came to the school. Most of them reacted skeptically at first and couldn't believe that a teacher didn't care if they were breaking rules and teasing them to do so. The others just thought it was "cool" and grinned. It was the case here again. "Well, I'll go through the list of names first to see if everyone is there."He pulled a piece of white paper out of his jacket. One by one, Taichi read out who will go to which class and in which room, in order to go there immediately. Now he was on the last five on his list. The ones he already has had chopped off, have already disappeared from the hall.
"You will stay here please and don't leave immediately. So, continue with the text. Ren Blade?" A little white-haired boy happily confirmed his presence by raising his hand and waving it a little wildly. "Hmm. Blade is not a Japanese surname ..." Taichi muttered to himself, but Ren didn’t reply. “You will come into a common room with a certain Yoshimuto Shizura. So, Yoshimuto?” Nobody answered or made themselves known. "Yoshimuto?" "Is probably not there, as you can actually tell when you think about it," a red-haired boy remarked a little snippy. "Must be votes ... I'll check again later. And you are?" he asked, ignoring the undertone in the redhead's voice. "Jirou Hotoro", he replied and rolled his eyes. "Okay ... the next one is Saro Otoi." "It's called Otori and not Otoi." Said a boy with short, silver hair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh, sorry ...", Taichi said, crossed out something on his piece of paper, probably the wrong name, and wrote it down correctly again. “And lastly Fabio Alejo Kitabatake.” But no one answered here either. "Fabio Kitabatake?" He asked a little louder this time, which is why a red-haired boy started up briefly and then said, a little confused: "Ah .. oh, yes me. That's me .." He was just busy humming a melody in front of him and did not notice that he was called.
"Oh, okay. Then everyone is present except Yoshimuto Shizura. The three of you, Sora, Jirou and Fabio, come into the same room, and actually Ren and Yoshimuto. Your two rooms are diagonally across from each other and are on the second floor of the red-painted building "Here are your keys for the