[center][h1]Ezra,Jett, Roy, Takeshi[/h1][/center]

Ezra had spent the rest of the class messing around with his tools after the spar. He had no interest in continuing to watch spars, and quite frankly, he hadn’t the energy. He wanted to go shoot a basketball or something, anything to take his mind off the embarrassment that he had felt for perhaps the first time in his life with Yukari. He didn’t quite mind at this stage even though it was still on his mind, but it still jarred on him as that had been his first intimate contact with a girl, even if it was extremely awkward and unintentional, and he couldn’t say he didn’t like it. In fact, that was what he was more embarrassed about, the fact that he had somewhat enjoyed the encounter despite the awkwardness of the situation.

He shook his head as the bell rang and he headed immediately for his next lesson, Villain Psychology. He had no idea who was taking this class, but as far as he was concerned, it was more interesting than quirk application. He had no doubt that he could use his quirk in order to help save people, but that was not where his interest lied. His prime interest as a hero was to fight strong villains and gain recognition, not to save people's lives. It was selfish, but it was what he wanted in life and he didn’t have noble goals like a lot of the others. Perhaps it was just his teen years, but he never felt a connection to being ‘heroic’ by any sense of the word, whilst he could truly revel in a good fight, even getting excited at the prospect of one coming his way. He had a profound interest in the minds of villains however, and if he was one himself. He certainly filled some of the criterias and was not heroic by any sense of the word, so it made him ponder if he was a villain, even if he didn’t aspire to be. It was an existential question that couldn’t necessarily be answered, rather one that was determined socially and by emotions, not just by characteristics, at least as far as he was concerned.

Perhaps this was why he was not surprised to see that this class looked incredibly interesting. Immediately upon walking in, he had seen that the cast of this class was a lot more interesting than the one prior. Whilst the first was missing key pieces to the puzzle, this one had them all. A new recruit who was trying to look cool(and admittedly did to some extent) but looked a lot more emo than Ezra thought he intended to be, the girl he ran down at lunch, the cool secretary who calmed him down, Kenichi(he still really wanted to spar him, kid had heart.), Dulga(same height as him, had shown quite a bit of knowledge when it came to the firearms in the previous class), Jett(his newly found rival he supposed. He wanted a rematch. The rest of the class was interesting to him too, just not noteworthy enough for him to him to take a note as he took his seat next to Jett. He wanted to have a chat with him about the rematch and about what had happened at lunch.

“Yo, mind if I sit here?” he spoke in a much more calm mannerism than before, the words flowing smoothly into a sentence. 

He looked confused when tomoe didn't recognize him and slightly hurt. He thought they were good friends, but apparently not. 

Jett looked up when he saw Ezra walk over to him. Asking if he could sit next to him. He raised an eyebrow. [color=007236]Yeah sure if you want.[/color] he was surprised that he did, but he didn't care really. It was clear he just wanted a seat. If he wanted to start something he could have kicked his desk. 

He looked around the room to see more people trailing in. Some dark haired guy he didn't know, Roy and Kaida, as well as Kenichi. Safe to say an interesting group. He then said to Ezra,[color=007236]”Just don't kick my desk.[/color] he said with a smirk.

Roy smirked as he walked in the class and the first person he saw was Ezra. “I was wondering what the hell happened to you, when I got back to the cafe you were gone and there was a table in the wall.” The boy said as he walked towards the two, taking his cloak off and placing it on a desk behind Jett's desk. Roy looked back at Kaida signaling that she can sit next to them if she wanted. .

Ezra shrugged his shoulders and laughed a little at the banter the two had for him. It was interesting to say the least, They hadn’t taken it as seriously as he thought, so he figured that people weren’t taking his actions that seriously, nothing more than an emotional teen outburst, a flash of rage that was nothing more than a mistake and were willing to forgive him for it. Back at home, his mother would rag on him for breaking a plate by accident, let alone on purpose so he wondered why people were so forgiving of mistakes. Perhaps it was in their nature when they had the same done to them. It made him ponder.

“I guess I’ll try to chill from now on. Don’t worry about any desks flying your way, unless it’s when I kick your ass on our rematch, ‘Jetty’” he spoke before chuckling a little at his own humour. He spoke in a happy tone, given as if his voice held any negativity, the words coming out would have sounded quite malicious. 

Jett glanced at Roy as he added his two cents. He didn't pursue it further because he knew the matter was dealt with when he was called to the principal office. But it's when he called him Jetty he narrowed his eyes.[color=007236] “Don't call me that, Andre , or I'll drive your ugly mug of yours into the ground once again.” [/color] his tone was a little more serious than Ezra's. He hated being called that by anyone beside his family….and ms. mako… she was fine. 

Roy just laughed to himself as the two bantered at each other, “and while you two bicker with each other I will put both of you on your ass” he said with a smirk. He noticed how Ezra caught one of Jett's nerves, Roy took note of that. It could prove useful maybe in the future.

[color=007236] Big talk from the guy who got knocked out by a girl half his size.[/color] Jett looked over his shoulder at him chuckling.

[color=844E7A]”What’s happening over here?[/color] Mako suddenly asked from her desk, steaming coffee cup still in hand, but staring at the three boys, ginning as normal. [color=844E7A]”A bit of banter, or are you practising for the class? Brains are the only body part I want to be involved in boisterous measuring contests, am I clear?”[/color]

Jett looked to Ms. Mako. [color=007236]Very clear ma’am.[/color]

She went on to start class and did the object lesson. With the rubber ball. While Takeshi knew the trick she was going to do he went along with it almost bored with the task of raising his finger to point at her hands even though she never had it in them. He did it for the sake of the other students who have not learned this fundamental lesson. 

When she mentioned being the the most wanted supervillain… he blinked. He doubted that as she was just a thief unlike some murderous ones whose knew of. But he said nothing. As he did hear of her through the news a long time ago.