[h2]Ryousei Aoyama[/h2]

"Now you w-" Ryousei started, but he never got to finish as the other boy suddenly moved, throwing his leg at the back off his knee.

"Oh f- ahh!" he cried as he fell to a knee, only his free hand stopping him from falling fully to the ground.

Ryousei quickly stood and turned, jabbing at the other boy twice. Once in the shoulder, once below the knee.

"Shame," he said, any semblance of joviality gone from his face and his voice.

Then he turned and walked away.

He hated dirty fighters.

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[h2]Jun-Sang Kim[/h2]

Jun-Sang politely declined Daler's offer of tea. It just wasn't his type of drink. He simply continued to watch. He was particularly interested in the two kids on the Red Team. Jun-Sang found that kids tended to be harder to teach; even though the material was easier, getting younger students to catch up with his way of thinking more than offset.

The boy then caused an incident, and Jun-Sang watched as one of the teachers step in to resolve it. Jun-Sang didn't move from his spot. After all, when it came to breaking up physical altercations, Jun-Sang wasn't the person to turn to.

Jun-Sang broke away from the field when Mina came up to the group, introducing herself to Meilin. He raised an eyebrow as she talked about joining the martial arts class. Mina didn't strike him as someone to take such a class, but when she explained herself, Jun-Sang supposed it made sense.

Light was harder to modify into a pure offensive force, when he thought about it. It wasn't like his power to manipulate density, which could be used in conjunction with other objects to create some powerful weapons.

Jun-Sang still didn't say anything, though. There was nothing he could add, after all.