The tension in the air was thick, and Daichi exhaled like his lungs were cannons. Every breath was loud, and Daichi was left none the wiser of the incredible amount of noise he was generating. The sweat of the clone drenched Daichi's back in a slick sweat, causing him to whine slightly in disgust. That sound was immediately ceased when the sound of a creaking floorboard occurred two stories below. Daichi nearly stopped breathing, but almost immediately began to hyperventilate, breathing at a dangerously fast rate. Someone was climbing the stairs, someone was climbing the stairs, oh god, oh god, oh god-.

The creaking of a door near the beginning of the third floor caused Daichi's mind to race far faster than the dim boy was ever meant to. He heard the sound of a girl's voice, but it was to far away and too muffled to make out who was talking, and what was being said. Daichi, despite having barely any room in the small, enclosed space, immediately began to shiver in fear. The thought of losing that extra credit, which was going to be his sole lifeline in his academic career, and arguably his only chance at graduation... It terrified Daichi, to say the least. But then again... Hurting someone was just as horrible, if not worse... But... maybe it was okay? The nurse was available nearby, and maybe the teachers would step in if Daichi lost control... Daichi made his decision, but nearly lost control of his bowels when there was a hesitant knock on the door. A voice, which Daichi recognized as the sleepy Sazama, rung out. As it did, Daichi slowly touched the communicator on the side of his head, and silently whispered out a status to his teammates.

[color=a36209]"I-I have t-trouble here, requesting backup i-i-immediately... I-if that's not t-too much to a-ask..."[/color]

As he gave out the response, Daichi felt someone pull against the door. He wasn't too worried, however. He was far stronger than a little girl, and there was no way in hell she would be able to open that door with him on the other side. Daichi doubted if her entire team pulling on the door would be able to open it, especially considering how dark the building and, by extension, the closet was. Daichi began to calm down - after all, he was pretty much assured safety, right? There was no way hero's would risk breaking down the room when there was a hostage inside... Daichi's recovery was short-lived, however, as the handle slowly began to heat up.

It took nearly 8 seconds until Daichi realized that it wasn't his hands sweating profusely, but rather the quirk of the intruder. It seems that the girl was some kind of pyrokinetic... As Daichi came to this conclusion, the handle began to grow hot... It wasn't like the heat itself was going to seriously injure him, but his grip began to grow slick with sweat, and it sure as heck wasn't going to be easy to hold the door like this... But... she would have to stop eventually if he did hold on, the hostage wasn't nearly as tough as Daichi himself... No. Even though he was playing the villain, Daichi knew that sacrificing another person was surely not the right choice. Daichi got himself ready, and threw open the door as hard as he could, easily ripping it from it's hinges. Now, easily towering over the girl stood Daichi, who was far stronger than he had felt in any of the PE classes before. But his stamina was probably still weaker than this girl, who was now covered in glowing tattoos... Dismissing the glowing circuits that covered most of her exposed skin, Daichi quickly got himself in a tight position, covering the doorway with his massive frame. As he did so, he entered into a safe guard, almost taunting the girl to try her luck with direct combat. During all of this, he kept himself silent. He knew that his voice was not the proper tone for a villain...

Daichi tightened his stance, matching the way his boxing instructors had taught him at the age of 12. His mother, always the worrier, wanted to be sure that Daichi knew how to protect himself... Which was already pretty easy considering his quirk... In the darkness, he looked truly intimidating, the only parts of his body clearly visible being his beady eyes, and his shining teeth. Daichi, however, saw his surroundings with perfect clarity, and noticed how the girl dodged his famous door-attack, which he had just invented seconds ago. Daichi briefly questioned why he was going to throw away a life of not using his quirk, a life of calm and gentle peace, by attacking this girl... But then he remembered the kind, smiling faces of those whom he helped back in Kyoto... He was doing this so he could do more good like that. Even if he had to hurt this girl... She was going to forgive him if he tried hard enough to make amends. The same could not be said about Daichi trying to forgive himself for failing something he is supposed to be amazing at...

Being sure to cover as much of the doorway as possible, Daichi prepared against an assault of heated strikes. Despite this, he felt a little... off. Why was she so confident earlier? Why did she say that weird phrase earlier when the heating began? Daichi shook these questions from his mind. That didn't matter. All that mattered was winning. He [i]needed[/i] that extra credit... He needed all the help he could get to graduate this dang school... Daichi snarled slightly, in hopes of threatening and possibly unnerving the girl. He refused to move besides that, praying his teammates hurried to his location soon. Even if they didn't, however, Daichi wasn't to worried.

After all, what could a girl who didn't even reach his shoulders do to him, even if she had hot hands? Daichi was about to find out how wrong he was shortly.

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