[center][h1][color=Steelblue][b]K E N I C H I[/b][/color][/h1]
[h3][i][b]Komei - Classroom[/b][/i][/h3]
[@Silver Carrot][@Ryteb Pymeroce][@Lucius Cypher][@Feyblue] - Kenichi observes.
[@Conscripts][@TerraGCopper] - Kenichi meets Acion's eyes and has similar thoughts. Kenichi returns Flora's wave and smiles.
[@PsychoPanda28] - Kenichi interacts directly.[hr][/center]
Kenichi hadn't been the first in the classroom, but he was part of the first wave from the looks of it. As he stepped out of the doorway for people coming from behind him, he found an unoccupied space and stood there for a moment, just taking in everything. A tiny blonde girl with twin tails, who didn't seem to have any outward indicators of her Quirk, was the first he saw. But she had gotten here before him, which probably meant that she had a strong Quirk, or else had a good mastery of her powers. Or maybe the other teachers were easier to get past than Isshin had been. A girl in glasses, this one with pink hair, looked to be catching her breath near the teacher's desk--she also had a shield on one arm. Kenichi was pretty sure the costumes and equipment either hadn't come in yet or was being stored somewhere inside the school, so unless she had brought it with her from home for some reason...could that be her Quirk? A creation type of some sort?

There was a third girl, also with glasses and also blonde but with much longer hair, so long as to seem impractical. She was near one of the windows, which had somehow been opened...but they weren't supposed to do that from the outside, or else all the leapers and flyers would have of course headed for them first. Telekinesis, to undo the latch? Teleportation? Hm, that one was a mystery...Also, Kenichi couldn't help but get a little irked that three girls had gotten here ahead of him. Call him sexist if you wanted, but he had his pride dammit. At least there was one other guy here--no, wait, there were two.

Kenichi had almost missed one of them, because he was nearly transparent. That was the weirdest Mutation Quirk Kenichi thought he'd ever seen--if it were a Transform type, letting the user become invisible or phase through stuff, the kid wouldn't be able to keep it on constantly unless he had monstrous stamina. But if he'd been born like that...did he just float out of the womb? Kenichi shook his head to push weird thoughts like that away, and instead focused on the fact that the ghost boy was reading a book that had a title written in English. After that Kenichi noticed that his facial features weren't Japanese...a foreigner? Huh.

The second guy had a portly build, and snacked nonchalantly on a bag of chips. A big guy like that, if he had a quirk that could toughen or speed him up, would have been able to get past the clones, maybe even the security guys, pretty easy. But being big didn't always mean being strong, especially when it came to fat and height versus muscle. Kenichi really hoped this guy wasn't just a lardo who got lucky--someone who didn't train themselves outdoing him would have made him angrier than being outdone by the girls.

While Kenichi had been taking in everyone else, there were a few new arrivals. Another girl--or at least he thought it was a girl by the voice, because their actual body seemed to be made of plant matter. She sat down and waved at everyone else she saw--Kenichi returned the gesture with a small smile--and seemed to be eager to go. Another guy came through next, barely making it through the door with those six giant freakin' wings growing out of him. The guy had a posture and an expression that said he thought he was confident and strong. Like Kenichi he took a moment to look around the classroom--when their gazes met, Kenichi felt that same kind of inkling. [i]Is this guy strong? Will he be able to compete with me?[/i] Kenichi returned the acknowledgement with a wild grin.

A sort of gloomy-looking girl entered and talked to the girl with long blonde hair. Kenichi thought she had come from behind him, so had she gotten past Isshin too? He wondered if she had seen him use his awesome move--

[i]MY FRIGGIN' NOOOOOOOSE![/i]

Kenichi suddenly clapped his hand over his mouth and nose as another young man came up from the left wing. The guy was wearing a gas mask, so whatever his quirk was it seemed to be contained. But he had used it, recently, and there were just ever so few traces of it in the air around him and on his clothes. But the fact that Kenichi's quirk meant his breathing was deeper than likely anyone else's in the room meant that he absorbed more air, and thus even those traces--little as they were--would have an effect if they were all sucked into the same pair of lungs. His nose and the back of his throat were already tingling, not quite numb but definitely in that phase between a limb being "asleep" and full function. Some kind of paralyzing agent? 

The guy in the mask was heading towards the back of the room, near the windows...and it was here that Kenichi realized the true danger he was in from this boy.

"Oi, oi oi oi!"

The blue-hair actually vaulted over some of the other desks as he ran across the room. The gas-mask kid was already sitting down...but he could still make it!

As [color=9ACD32][b]Sen Kimoto[/b][/color] sat down in the back row, in the corner next to the window, Kenichi practically crashed into the seat right in front of him. Second row from the back, the column closest to the window--a seat that would have one person behind it, several people in front of it, and people to one side. A seat that would have a view of the school grounds and the sky, perfect for daydreaming. A seat marked by legend.

"THE MAIN CHARACTER SEAT IS MINE!" Kenichi crowed triumphantly, though his voice was slightly nasal thanks to the numbness in his nose. He turned in the chair to grin at Sen. "Yo, I'm Yoshida Kenichi!" Then, with a wrinkling of his nose, he got a little more serious. "Sorry dude, but do you mind if I ask about uh...whatever it is your Quirk puts out? See, my Quirk makes my respa...my restive...my [i]respiratory[/i], yeah that's the word, my respiratory system is sensitive. I got a whiff of that stuff off you, and I just wanna be sure it ain't gonna kill me or--hold up--"

It was a good thing the windows did open up from the inside, as Kenichi now flung one open just in time to put his head out into the open air and sneeze.

[h2]"AUUGH-CHOOO!"[/h2]

It was like one of those air-cannon toys for kids, except multiplied enough to knock someone off their feet. If he hadn't released it outside--where it had blasted some leaves off a tree branch--it might have made a real mess. But now whatever it was in his system had been expelled, and Kenichi rubbed the bridge of his nose for a minute until he had feeling in it again.

"Uh, sorry bout that." he said, not just to Sen but just kind of in-general.