[center][h2]Ryu[/h2][/center]
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Ryu was going to offer the candy cig to the guy who asked it. Deja vu was a funny thing, since the one who helped make the candy cigs joined the mob of Ryu's the same way. However, the bell was ringing and they did have to file out...and Ryu simply threw the cig down to stomp it out.

"I'll give you a few after this is over...and cigs that won't kill you but be addicting."

Now in the class, Ryu was bored out of his mind when the teacher went on and on about the rules. Ugh rules, they were just useless means of controlling people. Just state things you don't want to see happen instead of saying rules...idiots. Much more effective too and plus there weren't even stated punishments. No ruling by example...course there weren't. Ryu wasn't paying any attention until the man tried to take his baseball bat case...his baseball...case.

"Hold up, you take this, you can take my Quirk as well. Where this goes, I go...that's the end of it."

He held it hard with his hand and stands up as well. This baseball bat was his life, ranked as important as his necklace...his handkerchief, and his mob. There was nothing he would trust as a weapon or tool to defend himself. There was no way he was going to give it up without a fight...and he had a pretty damn serious face on as he faced the teacher. After all, all he saw was another officer on the side of good pricks in his way...

[@FallenTrinity]