"...ah. This isn't the first time I've had this problem, unfortunately..."

He rose from his position on the ground and dusted off his pants. "This is not my dream, but rather my memories, so... please wait. I'll attempt to recall something with a proper exit."

He closed his eyes and breathed the sea air for a moment, considering deeply the ultramodern architecture of Mitakihara Middle School - and, in true high fashion, the seas parted, the world swirled, and glass walls rose to take their place.

"...to your right, please. Past class E-1."