Despite all appearances to the contrary, this young man is indeed a teacher. His surprisingly youthful appearance has caused him to be mistaken for a student on countless occasions - but not that he minds. After all, it is easier to bond with the children here this way - and he is also granted a surprising amount of insight into their lives.

He passes by one of the common rooms, noting the flashes of light that show through the door's glass panes. A brief glance into the room reveals the cause as a young lady idly sitting in one of the couches - the colours on the furniture are changing. Hopefully it would be something that doesn't damage it...

"Excuse me." His voice is calm, with a faint hint of a Japanese accent. "May I know how you are doing that?"