Kazeno walked in to the room, a small stack of papers in his hands with Luna carrying a similar stack next to him, telling him about how to find the root polynomial of a fraction or something of that nature. He hoped that the stack of papers he carried would be the weight of his salary one day as he dropped it on to the teacher's desk that was still empty. He amused himself by lifting up all of Luna's papers with a gust of wind (who let out a little "Eep!") and straightened out all of them in the air with his power, maybe some cute girl would take note of it or something immature like that. All the meanwhile, Luna was giving a mean stare at Kazeno's sudden use of power. She walked up to Kazeno and pouted, "Why didn't you tell me before hand?"
"Jesus, sorry," Kazeno embarrassingly rubbed the back of his neck.

Panning around the room, he thought of which way he should go to get to his desk. As he turned around, he found himself seeing into the face of the boy Anderson tried conning at the assembly.
"Are you a magician?" He asked with hopeful eyes.
"No." Kazeno said a bit too bluntly, "I'm just a level 4 esper."

Kazeno turns his body a little and directs the boy to the delicate girl who glanced back from her papers, "She's Luna, and an actual Magician."
"Hello." Luna innocently looked away from the stack of dead trees to greet the boy.
"Oh, I thought you were a Magician who used wind like me." The boy suddenly looked disappointed, "Sorry for bothering you."

As the boy walked away, Kazeno tapped his shoulder and waved his hand up and the stack of papers began doing the [i]Dance of the Sugar Plum[/i] around him, "My ability is called 'Vortex', it aerokinesis. My name is Kazeno Yamato." Kazeno formed a paper broadsword with the paper and pretended to sheath it before reaching out an hand, "What's your?"
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Anderson was looking down at his phone, he had just received as message from one of his many agents.
> The White Chapel Ghoul has been sighted
> [i]I trust you know more about him?[/i]
> Sorry sir, all we have are some security photos
> [i]Damn, what the location?[/i]

Anderson's eyes widened with a bit of panic and a bit of shock at the response he got. He rushed out of the room and dialed a number on his phone as he checked his coat pocket for his gun. While nobody said anything, most people agreed in their heads, [i]Something has gone wrong, something had gone wrong enough to even shake Anderson.[/i]