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                                                                                                                                [h1]Ezra[/h1]

Ezra had sat down at his beckoning after being invited in by the principal. He didn't sound as angry as he did on the loudspeaker, in fact he did not sense the anger at all within his voice. It was moreso of a tone that a father would use to have a heart to heart chat with his son, rather than one of a disciplinary vocal. As he began his explanation, Ezra sat attentively in order to avoid further punishment, and the words that came out of the principles mouth were ones that he had said himself. He did felt that they had provoked him, but he realised his action was out of line, especially for someone on the first day here. 

The empathy that the principal showed really clicked with Ezra, and he found himself enjoying the short explanation, especially about the hero aspect of his ability. It made sense to him, he never particularly wanted to be a hero either, yet he found himself here in order to gain greater fights and fun from the few things that he enjoyed doing. If he could keep his anger in check, he could easily find himself as the most powerful hero in this academy, and perhaps in existence. He wanted people to remember him, and if being a hero was the way for that to occur then he saw that as the opportune way to achieve his goal. 

He saw no problem with cleaning the cafeteria. It was within reason, he'd damaged their property. He was just thankful his parents weren't billed with the cost of his actions, and this was coming out of labour rather than his families pocket. He saw no problem with hard work, especially when he'd created such problems to begin with. He'd let the principal speak to the end, so he figured he'd depart and go to his elective.

"Thanks a lot. I'll take ya words to heart and try to make sure that it doesn't happen again. I'll see you after school Sir." He spoke as he bowed and left. He figured he'd head to his elective now, which from his schedule he'd memorised was Hero Gear. He needed some new equipment, as he knew if his quirk could be harnessed with some sort of special gear, then he would amplify his power significantly, so learning how to utilise it was more important than any of the other electives, especially considering that he considered himself a competent chef at making what he liked. He didn't have to be Gordon Ramsay to feed himself and any guests he might have. 

He'd found himself at his elective, and he'd found people that left a bad taste in his mouth. Acion he didn't have a fondness for, he found him irritating and saw him as nothing more than a talker. The rest of the kids he was unaware of, but he'd noted Dulga. He liked that she stayed in her own business and didn't bother anyone, but he didn't know what she could do, but he bet it was a good fight. She was quiet, and quiet people were always the most gifted at what they do. The last person he recognised was Kenichi, the main character. He spoke a lot, and from the replay seemed incredibly fast. As far as he was aware, the only reason that Fumika was able to win was because of stupidity on the part of him. He wanted to combat somebody like that, somebody he didn't have to analyse their stupid little gimmicks and plots. Just a all out brawl.

"Yo. soz I weren't here earlier, but the principal wanted me." he announced before deciding where to take a seat. He wondered which one would be the best, he figured Dulga would be a good choice because she was nice and quiet and he wanted to focus on the class, but at the same time, he wanted laughs and jokes, so he couldn't quite figure out where to go. He'd placed himself a seat away from Kenichi, figuring that it was the best place. He could choose whether to interact, and still maintain quiet if he needed it. 

[@Zeroth]