His signal to leave the tedious everyday schedule of regular learning was the lunch bell. Like always the students in Hidetoshi's class ran out the room as if it were to soon burst into flames or there was a limited supply of something that actually tasted good that's served by the school and everyone has to get one before its all gone. He was happy that class was over but he wasn't in a rush like the rest of his classmates. Hidetoshi causally stood and put all the supplies he had out into his backpack and flung it around his back. By the time he was exiting class mostly everyone was gone besides two love birds that liked to stay behind and have some 'bonding time'. Before he could get a few feet away from his classroom his more funnier schedule instantly began.

A first year student who looked really bulky stood in Hidetoshi's path staring into his eyes as if they were in a Mexican stand off. The first year's glare intimidating while Hazuki's(gonna use his surname since I'm getting tired of typing his first, characters will and can refer to his first name) stare was more nonchalant or more of a sign of serious boredom. "Excuse me." Hazuki peacefully said his Japanese accent lighter than what'd you expect. The first year didn't even budge he just continued to stare with confidence. Hazuki was already planning on making this guy regret his disrespect to an upper classman. The first year was large a guy and possibly used fighting styles like Judo or Sumotori. 

As he predicted the first year went on the offensive using a palm striking move that is normally used in Sumo matches. Hazuki blocked using his right arm, quickly putting his left arm behind his right to take on the force of the attack. "No words aye! I'll just have to make this quick...." Hazuki said his appearance becoming more intense. Compared to him the first year was slow. Before he could even retract his hand Hazuki grabbed onto his arm which startled him. With confusion and fear on his side he pulled the large man forward and elbowed him in the face with his left arm. Hazuki even pressed on his left arm with his right to make the impact more devastating.

The first year collapsed backwards out cold from the blow to the face. Hazuki smiled stepping over the guy shoving his hands into his pockets. "I'm improving each day I guess..." He looked back and then resumed his walk to the lunch room. When he arrived he happened to pass by on another fight that was getting really heated. It was probably because of the instigators that paraded like sheep towards a fight. He decided to not get anymore close to it the last thing he wasn't is another time consuming fight that ends with him as a victor. He grabbed a lunch and sat by his lonesome thinking to himself about clearing his name. Since there's rumors going around that he's apart of a gang.