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[h1]Ayato Kamina[/h1]
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[u]Villain Psych[/u]

Kamina listened attentively as Ms. Mako gave a brief review of everyone's answers. It seemed most of them gave typical answers or resorted to using quirks. His eagerness sank drastically when she got to him though. Evidently, there were wrong answers, and he gave them. He sank in his chair hoping his presence could disappear entirely. He wondered what the right answers were then. 

Ms. Mako was right, but it seemed entirely unfair to have to follow a set of rules that your opponent completely ignored. It made him think about how heroes actually had to be a lot wittier and trickier than villains then. Heroes had to outdo people, who were potentially on their same level or higher with no disregard for anything, while following the law. It sort of scared him thinking about fighting someone, who was all to willing to kill him, while trying not to kill them. It would take a lot of power to control someone like that. The other option was his death. He really didn't like it. 

Fortunately, class moved on and took a very interesting turn. Ms. Mako was asking the students if they thought they could hit her. Kamina thought about it for a few seconds before he was about to raise his hand. Evidently, other students took it that they were supposed to try and hit her. He watched Dulga as she got of her chair and opened the window. He wondered how this was going to help hit Ms. Mako, but then he got his answer. His eyes went wide as Dulga threw Mamoru out the window. Immediately, a little green light flew away from him and chased Mamoru out the window. It stopped before reaching her though. He realized this was Dulga's plan. The green light quickly darted back into his bag. 

Dulga probably had this figured out, but he didn't want to be a part of it. While Jett went to stop her from throwing anyone else out of the window, Kamina got up and ran for the front of the room. He stood behind Ms. Mako's desk. He also tried to stay relatively close to her too, using both as a sort of shield from the madness. He hadn't used his quirk in any way. He was just standing there, now watching Jett get thrown out the window. 

His middle finger and thumb were touching. He wasn't sure if Ms. Mako would bite Dulga's bait or not, but he hoped she might let her guard down even for a second if she didn't. A lot of people seemed to feel confident after seeing through someone's trap, and he might have a chance to quietly flick her elbow then. He waited to see if she would charge Dulga, or whether she would see through the trap. Either way, there was a chance she would get hit. [i]'Is a flick a hit?'[/i] He wondered as he watched Dulga in amazement.