[h3][color=lightgreen]Katsuo Masahige[/color][/h3]

	The teacher was quick to test his nerves, pointing to the floor next to him and proclaiming that was his seat. For a moment he stared at the spot, his brow raised and lips fixed in a twitching smirk. Being stuck in a laboratory could make someone naive but he knew what a seat was and he also knew what the floor was. 

	[color=lightgreen][i]Guess I'm the fool today,[/i][/color] he told himself with sharp disdain. 

	With a white and blue school bag provided by the Doctor over his shoulder and a few notebooks in his hand, Katsuo sauntered over to the spot and dropped down to the floor. He propped his elbow on his knee and placed his fist onto his cheek as he leaned his face on it. The exclusiveness of his seat had placed angered and anxiety mufflers over his ears. 

	Instead of listening to the man, he found his gaze falling on the others students, even as they looked on him. Firstly, he glanced towards the red-head. Nothing new spoke out to him about her so he quickly moved on. Another girl had brown hair and pleasant looks, making him feel a bit awkward about standing out from the others. Next were a couple of boys but they weren't all that impressive, only the one with a shaved head had gotten a second glance. The man was daunting, almost as much as the teacher. 

	He glanced down at his own uniform. It was pristine and clean, the scientist most have taken pride in his appearance. That was new.  He blinked as the teacher's final words reach him. He really hoped no on had any more questions. The spotlight had always been his nemesis.