the air, only to catch her again and put her safely back on her feet. Still shocked by the fast flight, she held on to his arm and punched him a little annoyed against the stomach. “Don't do that again.” Warning, she dug her finger into his chest. He grinned and saluted. Ai ai, sir - uh - ma'am! "
Although the Force couldn't help but smile, she got the uneasy feeling that Kiba's cheerful demeanor was just a facade at the moment. She wanted to ask him what the parrot was all about. But just then, Iruka, the director of the theater course, asked all members to stop their conversations. Bent Suhayla sat back on her seat while Kiba made himself comfortable next to her. In the Umino's hand there were several different colored leaves. "I want to start a little experiment with you," he began calmly. "Each of you will receive one of these sheets. I would ask you to consider who you are and who you want to be until next week."
A murmur went off. Suhayla frowned. But what kind of task was that? Was he trying to make fun of her?“And what's that supposed to do?” Before she could hold back, she had said the question that was on the tip of the tongue not only to her but also to everyone else. Iruka smiled mysteriously. "You will see that when you start to deal with the question, Miss Force. Any other questions?" When no one answered, the Umino nodded satisfied. "Well, then I wish you a restful lunch break."
With these words he turned around and walked towards the exit. The members of the theater class rose from their seats to go about their own business. Few talked about the questionable task that Iruka had given them, while most of them had already forgotten the matter and were thinking elsewhere. Suhayla didn't notice any of this, however. She stared at her pink sheet of paper. Two little questions, the meaning of which was much bigger than anyone dared to believe, haunted her mind.
Who was she and who did she want to be?

All candidates who have applied for the office of student representative, please gather in front of the staff room!Shizune's voice echoed through the loudspeakers over the entire school area and the students' bedrooms. All conversations ceased briefly to listen to the announcement, but most bowed their heads again when they heard that it had nothing to do with them. Adrian, who up to this point had tuned his guitar together with Kisame, now got up and casually slipped on his leather jacket, which he had thrown over the chair beforehand. Kisame looked up at him and covered the keys of the piano he had just played with a cloth. He sat with his legs apart on the piano stool in the music room and watched the Pajula as he carefully packed and locked his guitar in an extra bag.
“So you actually applied for the election of the student representative?” He looked thoughtfully at his buddy and self-proclaimed “Bro”. "-Yes, any objections?"
The Hoshigaki shook his head. "No, not really. I'm just a little surprised why you signed up for the office of student representative. After all, you still have enough to do for your studies on the side."
Adrian shrugged his shoulders. What should he say? That it was a stimulus to his ego to take up this challenge? That he wanted to have the honorable reputation of being a good student representative? Humming, he pressed the guitar bag into Kisame's hand and stuffed a chewy candy into his mouth that he had kept in his jacket with many others.
"I trust you buddy. Woe, I'll even find a scratch when I come back."
The Hoshigaki rolled his eyes, but promised to bring the guitar to Adrian's room undamaged. "Itachi has signed up too," he suddenly mumbled while watching Adrian put on his sunglasses and straighten his hair in front of a window where he could easily see his reflection. He frowned in irritation.“Yes and?” Kisame was silent. He wasn't going to tell the Pajula that Itachi was the dream of almost every girl here and, alongside Madara and Sasuke, probably the most popular boy by far. On the other hand, he had been the student representative for the past few years and was only replaced once by his cousin. Perhaps Tsunade would see it this year and see potential in another student, Adrian for example. Kisame jumped out of his thoughts when Adrian opened the door and was about to leave. He quickly jumped up and dived after his friend. “Hey, wait, Ari!” The named stayed in his position and waited until Kisame had caught up with him. He held out his hand and grinned so that a row of razor-sharp teeth resembled those of a shark. “Show them who's the boss in the house, Bro!” A grin also appeared on the Pajula's face. He returned the gesture amicably with a handshake. "-What you can bet your clarinet on, Bro"
With the smile of sunshine, Adrian made his way to the staff room. Every now and then he would give a passing girl a wink and greet his friends with a handshake. A small group of around 15 girls and boys was already standing in front of the staff room. The Pajula recognized many of the faces. But he got stuck on one. Itachi came right up to him and joined him. The two leaned next to each other against the wall in silence and listened to the conversations of the other candidates. With a swift movement Adrian pulled two more chewy candies out of his jacket pocket and offered the Uchiha one. Thankfully, he accepted. Suddenly the door to the staff room opened and Shizune stepped into the hallway. She waited patiently for everyone to calm down before starting to speak.
"Thank you all for coming. The results have just been evaluated. I am pleased to announce that the two top candidates for the final election are Adrian Niilo Pajula and Itachi Uchiha." but others turned to go in disappointment. "-Thank you to all of you for taking part in so many numbers!", She tried to hurry before the pupils and students went their own way again. Adrian and Itachi waited until everyone was gone before approaching Shizune. She looked at the two with a friendly smile and immediately turned to the Pajula. "Itachi already knows, but I'll explain it again for you. In the final selection it will be decided which of the two will be the office of the student representative and who will be his deputy. The headmistress will decide how something like this can look. Sometimes it will The decision is made on the spot and sometimes the two top candidates have to perform certain tasks. The headmistress will ultimately decide which of you two will be the student representative. Please follow me. "Shizune walked over to the headmistress' office and knocked politely. They waited a few seconds for a sign. A certain 'come in' sounded and Shizune opened the door to let the two into the room.She closed the door behind her and slipped back through a side door into the secretary's office.
Tsunade was sitting on a classy teacher's office chair, her head resting on her hand, and watching the two boys with watchful brown eyes. Adrian did the same as the Uchiha and stepped up to the Senju's desk at a respectful distance. It was quiet in the room for a moment. Adrian's eyes darted across the room. On the wall was an old wooden cupboard in which books, folders and files were piled. The windows were hung with simple white curtains and a few green plants stood on the windowsill. In the middle of the room was a designer table that did not match the old furnishings in the rest of the room and was loaded with countless documents and folders. Overall, it seemed stern and enterprising. And that's how the Pajula felt under the Senju's razor-sharp gaze. The Uchiha, however, seemed completely relaxed and steadfastly returned Tsunade's gaze. Slowly the pretty woman, who did not show her age, rose from her rigidity and pulled two green envelopes from a drawer on her desk.
"This time I've come up with something special for you. There's a party down in town on the weekend. It's an old tradition for the people of Santa Cruz, and for you it will be the decision who will be the student representative. In These envelopes will tell you what to do. Complete these tasks carefully and as quickly as possible during the festival and bring me the results. The first is the winner. Questions? "
They both shook their heads. "Good," Tsunade smiled a bit more friendly now. "You will get the envelopes at the same time, in the same place, when the Cruzis have given their starting signal at the beginning of their party." "-And what will that be?" Asked the pajula.
Tsunade's eyes sparkled mysteriously. "You will find out soon enough, gentlemen. You can go."
Itachi silently closed the door behind him after they stepped out of the principal's office. The eyes of the two friends, who would be rivals from now on, crossed. Suddenly a grin crept onto Adrian's face and a sense of anticipation spread through him. He held out his hand to the Uchiha in a friendly manner. "May the better win!"
Itachi gave a slight smile and accepted. "-May the better win."

The doorbell rang at the end of the lunch break. Rather unmotivated, the pupils and students went back in small groups to their classrooms or to the agreed meeting points where the afternoon classes were to take place. A few students gathered on the beach, others at the skateboarding facility or in the sports hall, and still others came to the large music, art or theater rooms. Within a few minutes the school area was swept empty. Completely different from the aforementioned classrooms. The art class director had decided to hold his first lesson outdoors. The students whispered and laughed softly as they spread out and waited on the large lawn near the teacher.Giovanni had made himself comfortable by a tree. He quietly noted that someone was sitting next to him. “I can?” A melodic voice rang out close to his ear and the Italian couldn't help but shiver briefly.
He looked to the side and looked straight into two brown eyes that were so