[A miracle that he made it into the academy? Yes. Probably. Definitely. A miracle in the form of reason Gintoki's ass had being planted into Student Housing by his mentor figure in order to guarantee that Gintoki would make the transition from homeschooling to high school in one way or another.

Though just how far Gintoki would get in this high school was up for debate. He gives a gentle mumble as the other student nears him. A smile begins to twitch on his face. A good dream then?

A good dream that was instantly shattered by a pinching pressure on his nose. His brows furrow and he quickly shoots upward. His spine straightens, and his eyes are wide as he surveys his surroundings...

To find the culprit had scooted a chair up to his desk. His brow furrows.]

Whazzat? Huh? The hell are you doin' over here, huh? [His nose is beginning to run a bit. He sniffs.] If they locked me in, I'd be in on time tomorrow. Well. Probably. But. Wait. Wha-

[He had really missed the announcement of a group project in its entirety.]