Jin rested his chin on his hands as their homeroom teacher introduced himself. He wasn't familiar with his hero alias. Was the academy perhaps hiring out-of-work C or D list heroes to fill their staff? It was possible that this guy was just an underground sort of hero that avoided publicity. Either way, his opening remarks didn't surprise or concern Jin terribly. He expected just that sort of thing to motivate them, though he wondered if they had balanced out the benefit of scaring them into action, against the anxiety it caused hurting their performance. In any case, Jin had been right on the money, it was time for the students to go head to head.

When all was said and done, Jin hurried to the locker room to change. Whereas the others seemed to be having difficulties with their physical education uniforms, Jin's fit perfectly. He wondered if they had grabbed the wrong ones in their haste, and were swapped around. His own was probably too small to mistake for any of his male classmates', he thought bitterly.

None the less he met the rest of the crowd outside. They chatted among themselves, and Jin observed them from the sidelines. It was a role he was generally used to; being ignored or excluded. It would probably work to his advantage. Only one of them had the slightest clue what his quirk was, and he had come up with a few cheeky ideas to disguise its true nature in these opening stages when surprise was his advantage. If he lucked out, he would be put against one of the more obvious mutant-types, or one that had blabbed about their quirk already.