[center][h3]- Cheol Akiyama -[/h3][/center]

Cheol nodded as he listened to her explanation. Made sense, he supposed. Perhaps it was just that could never imagine what it must be like to change one's own name. As weird as his own name was, he couldn't imagine having a different one.

Then Kitty asked a question that caught him somewhat off guard, though in retrospect, it really shouldn't have. 

[b]"So, what's your power?"[/b] she asked.

It was a superhero school, obviously. Still, he shifted his awkwardly from foot to foot and gave a nervous smile. "Well, err..." Cheol scratched the back of his head. "Well, thing is... I don't really have a superpower." He blushed slightly. "Well, I do, but it's not really mine..."

'Just say what you mean, Cheol,' a voice hissed in the back of his head.

Cheol sighed to himself as he unzipped his shoulder bag and took out his most prized object: a very crude Japanese mask, modeled into the face of some kind of bird with, a long crooked beak and golden eyes bulging out of its face alarmingly. Cheol held up the mask nervously so Kitty could see it. 

"See, I have this mask," he explained. "And when I put it on and say the magic words, well..." He chuckled slightly. "I, err, well, that's when I have powers."