The noise of the new class of residents 11-7 is not only noisy but also brutal. Debbie's previous class did also often make a fuss but not as crazy as the state of her new class now. Like a nest, a crowd of different kinds of children with various talents gathered at one shelter. Sports kids play football and basketball in the room. An artist's bloodied child plays the ukulele, then another artist takes the back of the class as the stage for a performance. There are also girls who do not stop touching up themselves in front of the mirror, while other friends are busy curling their own hair. One other kid in the corner of the class was busy cutting out some magazines and was making personal collection clippings, like favorite celebrity clippings. There are still many other children's activities but when properly observed, there are still children who diligently and calmly learn independently even though there is no presence of teachers there. "Wow man, even in a war zone atmosphere li

When I cry I want to possess the back figure alone, but kindness is sometimes a cruel thing. The more you search, the harder it is to find. “The lyrics of OST Fumoffu.” Debbie turned looking at the direction the voice was coming from her side. Someone was standing there with her in front of the bulletin board. How long and since when the young man stood there, she does not know for sure. Because a moment ago she was so immersed in reading the self-post she wrote from the lyrics of her favorite song from favorite Japanese Animated Series. "Did you write it?” He asked. But the girl still remained silent just staring blankly. “Oh, we haven’t changed names yet, right? I’m Eric from class 4, Science. I hope we get along well, our class will be neighbors for sure we will meet more often.” Then the introduction ended with a warm smile. Debbie felt had seen a familiar face somewhere, in a bad impression so, recall her deep heart. But the girl can't remember when and where. Yes, it's ver

Eric and Debbie don't know why they're always in trouble together. Having disagreements, quarreling until making a fuss around just because of a trivial matter. Especially if the lessons in which both classes are merged into one such as sports schedules, computers and meetings of some other subjects. The reason for combining their classes is because class 4 science has the least number of students compared to other classes so that they sometimes become the left kid who are often combined with other classes in learning-pursuing activities or other school activities. The cat-and-dog-like Debbie vs Eric fight has become a common situation for the inhabitants of 11-7 because they fight too often every time they meet. "Eric, damn it! What the hell does that guy want? So annoying, really!” The friends just found out Debbie was temperamental and very emotional too. The most uneasy one is stubborn. “Oh my God, Debbie... What else this time?” Kia sighs when heard Debbie's voice as she ente

Debbie most often spends time at school with Emma, Kinsey, Kia, Adele and Winy. They are a group of six magical friends who can together remember individual characters that are different from each other. Perhaps because of that difference they can unite and complement each other. For example, complement each other in terms of lessons. Debbie and Kia are weak or rather heavy slackers in learning, doing assignments and homework. Their friends were the main supporters. Often a loyal donor of homework cheats for Debbie and Kia. Yes, this is the wrong example. Lazy as disease can be contagious and can not be cured, except because of awareness in oneself to change. “So, it's today you have training, right?" Asked Kinsey. “Yes, usually at noon.” Debbie answered. Kinsey is a creative type of diligent child, who hobbies made special clippings about his idol artist from various types of magazine. Cheerful and energetic person. Her narcissistic habit that is difficult to stem is to take pictu

It seems that Debbie is too dissolved in the daily rush of her second years, Ivy feels that she has forgotten an old friend. If it wasn't Ivy who went to find her first, then they wouldn't have met and talked. There are so many things that Ivy wants to talk about. Of course it's still related to Alfred, then what else. “Since becoming senior you have forgotten me, Yuki. it’s because you have many friends now." Come out of Ivy's cynical habit if she feels unhappy about something. "Haha. That's not true, Ai.” It was Debbie's awkward laugh. At least she felt guilty that Ivy's words might have been true. "So how's it Conan? soon will be the election of the new Student Council President. What kind of plan or preparation does he have?" Asked Ivy. “Election of student council president? Oh! Yeah, it's gonna come soon, right?” “What is it? Have you forgotten?" Whereas Debbie-self told Ivy that Alfred would participate in the election of the Student Council President. Debbie does not car