It was clear the rest of the students had finally arrived. Or so Yoshito thought. I suppose you could never know who would come in at the last minute, but he doubted that. He continued listening to the headmasters instructions, clear, although very brief in explanation as he demonstrated the technique without giving too many details. An aura flashed around the attire of Sin'Chi in a beautiful light blue color. It was definitely a sight to see, truly a masters art, though, it was to be expected at his level. Using his centered energy, the headmaster began walking on the walls of the classroom, to the ceiling, and eventually floated gracefully back down on top of the desk at the front of the class. It was clear the headmaster believed in actions speaking louder than words. He must have assumed the rest of the group could manage it on their own. By then one stray girl from the class was already up front attempting the same maneuver the headmaster had instructed. Yoshito was in no way eager to see what ability his fellow classmates had, though he did show a keen interest now as he was no longer totally zoned out. It seemed Yoshito was disappointed at a failed attempt, just as more students started to get up from their desks. No one appeared to be standing one-by-one as the headmaster asked, not like minor differences like that mattered. It was at this time the personalities of everyone else started showing. One girl even offered to treat the wounds of another fallen student. He was aware of the desk being knocked over, but has seen too many fumbles in his time at the temple to find it abnormal.

Before getting up, he paused, taking note of the student that was speaking to the headmaster. He caught a few words and thought he misheard them originally, but directed his attention to the student in front of the class, the one speaking to, or rather down at everyone else. His tone came off as cocky, a very pompous person indeed. Yoshito couldn't help but snicker, things like these could rile him up (with joy), but he managed to stifle his enjoyment and proceed watching the others.  

About a minute passed and most, if not everyone from the class had went. Yoshito sighed and muttered something inaudible under his breath before continuing to the front of the class. As he stood in front of the blackboard, Yoshito began to focus his mind and count down. This has always brought his body to a steady beat in which he could concentrate on his strength. From there he began to channel energy through his body and relax all tension within his joints. A power grew within his body, and a light blue aura was seen rising from Yoshito's figure to full length as it extended to his legs and molded itself at the bottom of his feet. Like this, Yoshito could equivocate things in his favor was both feet brought themselves to the blackboard, one after another without a second of hesitation. For a moment he felt as if something had popped, he was overwhelmed in his thought process for just a second that gravity began to pull backwards on his body and Yoshito slipped up. Before falling he was able to act quick enough, and plant both sandals down against the chalky platform again.

"[color=#7A7777]Whoops.[/color]" escaped his mouth as solemnly as could be. [i][color=#7A7777]That was close..[/color][/i] he thought as he re-positioned himself and started again. It was evident there was a small struggle, and his aura reflected on this, but slowly his energy built back up, and Yoshito brought himself to the ceiling of the classroom to where he hung upside down with his eyes closed. For a moment, he opened them without a word said, took a deep breath and dangled as to build momentum before unlocking his feet from the rooftop and drop back to the ground. The small body of the boy was seen landing on the floor with a roll off his impact. 

Yoshito took a moment and dusted off his baggy pants "[color=#7A7777]Fun..[/color]" his voiced dragged on again in a very unenthusiastic tone. Regardless, he did appreciate the introduction the headmaster had given. He supposed it was needed in order to ease your way into the bigger things. As his aura dissipated, the boy took his satchel, and headed out the door of the classroom once everyone was dismissed.