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Training, Sou was out late training. He had spent a couple of hours at the dead of the night. Sounds like snapping fingers could be heard from outside, sounds of explosions then superceding the snaps. If you listened closely enough you could hear the ragged and deep breaths of the person behind the noise. It was a long night, and Sou, as per usual, took a bit of self damage. His adoptive father- the hero who saved him (now retired and old.) chastised him in a worried tone. He was being bandaged up again, the smell of burn ointment ever so subtle present.

"Sou- no, Gekido." the old figure sternly said, "You can't keep hurting yourself like this."

The old hero had a staunch expression, but one would notice it was because of worry. Sou's arm ached every so sligthly for the recoil of his own quirk. He knew that he wouldn't get better like this, and his father figure couldn't teach him because of their very differing quirks. A sigh escaped the old hero's mouth,

".. I've pulled what little strings of connections I have left and got you this." The old figure exclaimed, he pulled out a piece of paper. After a quick read through it was apparently an acceptance letter into some Academy for quirks.

"I'm sure there is someone who can atleast train you there, I'm sorry for being unable to." he continued, a now somber, bitter expression etching across his face.

[color=gray]"No... Thank you."[/color] Sou said lightly, [color=gray]"I'll be sure to use this to its fullest."[/color]

The old man now flashed him his familiar smile and tousled Sou's messy hair and got up,

"Well early day tomorrow, sleep up!"

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It was the next day, Sou was bandaged to the bone. He would stand out, but Sou didn't really care nor mind. He simply shook off the stares and glanced thrown his way as he slowly made his way to the auditorium for the initial meeting. He didn't like crowds though, so he tried to be as far of the pack as possible as the students were all congregating there like pidgeons in a park.

Another student, who appears to be a first year, shoved another student down. Sou just furrowed his brow, mostly in distate, he quickly looked away from the girl and looked back at the kid who was now being helped up by another student. Sou now snapped his gaze away and walked into the auditorium, he understood their excitement but he'll be damned if he wasn't irked by the general noisiness.

He found himself near the left side of the seats of auditorium. Majority were quickly being occupied, except some of the inner seats. He spotted an open one next to the girl with the white hair whom had helped out the student that was pushed down by the rather unsavory student.

Walking slowly and trying to enter from the left side, he noticed that her legs were blocking the path towards the free seat,

[color=gray]"Excuse me."[/color] Sou said, his deadpan eyes locking with hers, his bandaging draping over his head, [color=gray]"Would you please move your legs aside for a second?"[/color]