Cory had apathetically cringed to the side as smoke was blown into his face, 'Perhaps this was a mistake' he thought to himself, gauging this group as part of the school's "weird crowd". Despite the bizarre introduction, he decided against turning back now, given how long the cold walk home would be. Waving away the cloud of stinging fumes, Cory moved to the fourth row of desks, taking a seat on one, crossing one leg over the other in a nonchalant pose, eyes fixated on Kanoa who had begun a small speech of sorts.

The preppy looking girl went on about that kid who'd blinked from existence a little while back, a disturbing event that had shaken most of the student body when it was first reported. As Kanoa droned on, adopting a leading tone as she began to rally the population of the classroom, Cory's mind pondered on the disappearance of the kid she'd mentioned. Disappearing without a trace was something out of a bad episode of CSI, but in lieu of Cory's new power, it seemed less impossible. 

'Perhaps he had something similar to me..' Cory thought to himself, tapping his finger on the desk once. As his fingertip drummed against the wood, a hole suddenly appeared, about 3 inches across. Cory's eyes widened as he quickly removed his hand from the table, cursing himself quietly for being so absent minded.