[h2]Mika Alkaev - One-Sixth is Fine Too[/h2]
The short blonde boy pushed the final fragment of the sandwich into his mouth, gave it a few long chews, and washed it all down with a few sips from an apple juice box. If it weren’t for the fact that dark circles hanging under his eyes and the white uniform - it would’ve been acceptable to mistake him for some kind of middle schooler.  He reached into the paper bag and withdrew the final item - a chocolate covered wafer bar of a popular brand - before crumpling the brown bag in one hand and tossing it into a waste receptacle. 

Mika cracked off one-fourth of the wafer bar, ate it, and was just about to snap off another fourth when he and another prospect were addressed by Professor Namashiya. She’d ordered them to go round up the rest of the students for the coming opening ceremony. This was slightly confusing given the fact that there should be a campus-wide announcement, but he supposed they were just to wrangle up the stragglers. He could definitely agree that his power was particularly well-suited to that sort of thing.

And besides, who was he to deny the direct order of a Level 10?

“Yes, ma’am,” Mika answered, giving a convincing little salute. He covered the leftover half of the bar with the remains of the wrapper and, instead of heading off to do his job like a good little trooper, stared at it. He had a bit of a predicament; putting it in his pocket would just mean it would melt, but so would holding it tightly in his fist. He could just eat it, but eating it on the job would be unprofessional - and he was nothing if not professional. (He wasn’t really that professional). In the end, he decided to just keep it gingerly pinched between his fingertips while he set about rounding up some of the less willing students.

By the time he’d completed his objective, the actual ceremony itself had already started. The blond tried his best to remain out of sight and out of mind as he snuck into the front-row section dedicated to the white-clad prospects. He ended up taking the seat next to Aria. “Eh… Sorry for earlier. That was a bit weird of me, haha...” he apologized quietly before settling in his seat and directing his attention ahead.

Upon noting that there were images on the holo screen, Mika immediately turned his attention elsewhere. At this point it wasn’t even a conscious decision, just a reflexive response. Reviewing video with the side-effects of his ability was hardly a good time. It wasn’t that it was physically painful or anything; it was that it was [i]boring[/i]. Even the most elaborate action sequence is horribly unimpressive when shown in slow-motion. Eventually though, the contemplation of his navel was interrupted by completion of the speech.

“That was something,” Mika commented, which was a completely honest opinion considering that he was only truly half-paying attention to it all. Fortunately it was short and sweet, and he’d gotten the gist of it quickly; overly verbose speeches always tested the limits of his patience and attention span.

Of course that was disregarding the fact he would have to wait for the Dean to arrive and give their spiel next, but that was beside the point.

He turned his attention down to the half of his chocolate bar (which fortunately had not at all melted). Then he looked over to Aria. Then back to the bar. Then back to Aria. He snapped the half of the bar in half again, and pointed one of the fourths towards the taller girl’s face. “Want it?” he asked offhandedly before taking a loud bite of his own fourth.