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                                                                                                                                [h1]Ezra[/h1]

Ezra smiled as he picked Jett up. He'd done it to plenty of people in his old school that had asked whether they could lift their weight, only to be proven again and again that he in fact could. Ezra's build wasn't lanky, he was tall yes, but he also had a considerable amount of muscle. Jett handled it surprisingly well, for him anyhow. If he were to be picked up, he'd definitely start a fight right there and then, but Jett seemed to want to turn it to banter, and that he had no problem with. 

It was only after Jett had started listing names that he had caught on why he was being called Andre. He was trying to nickname him with the names of tall people, and he honestly found it amusing. He wanted to retort back, but he figured holding him like a toddler was a punishment enough. He wasn't particularly surprised when he broke free, it wasn't like he was holding him particularly hard. IF he wanted to maintain the grip on him, he would have already done that, he proved his capability to do that during the exam. He suggested the nickname smalls in order to confuse people, and that was when Ezra clocked on that he didn't see this interaction as a bad thing, but more as a rivalry and friendship. 

His teasing continued, until he mentioned the fight. It was something that he was tremendously excited for. He couldn't really remember being this excited, except for the finals of his middle school national basketball tourney. Smiling at his newfound rival, he let out a grin and spoke happily.

"You can use ya quirk next time. Maybe make it a bit more difficult for me, since ya tore like a piece a paper last time." 

IT was around this time that he had saw Roy coming up from behind Jett, and putting his hand on his shoulder. He spoke words that particularly annoyed Ezra, but they couldn't spoil his mood at the moment, so they had little effect on him. He couldn't exactly gather whether the boy was stupid or not. Judging from his decision making in the exam and his statement, he was, but he couldn't exactly have been transferred to the hero course without possessing some intelligence. Ezra figured the former was true, and whilst he didn't have a problem with fighting this kid, he knew that he wouldn't get anything out of it.

"I don't mind taking ya up on that, but it is there any reason ya wanna scrap? Are ya tryna redeem your reputation by takin' me down?"
he spoke, somewhat paranoid by this situation. He had dealt with this sort of shit his entire life, he didn't exactly want to go straight back to it in a new school. If anything, that's what he was trying to avoid when he transferred to this school. He was so deep in thought at this stage that he didn't even notice Jett leaving or speaking about Roy's confidence before he came back to his senses.

He looked at Roy with intense focus at this stage, trying to comprehend what was going on in this kids head.

[@pkken]