[center][h1][color=ed1c24][u][b]K a z u o[/b][/u][/color][/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [b]> > > Ishin Academy, Sapporo (Japan) < < <[/b] April 7th ~~ School Grounds [/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] Things seemed like they were moving towards an escalation in the severity of the situation. The blue haired girl, Ume as Kazuo would come to know, was quick to reply to Nobu. He liked that. Hopefully others were as strong willed and ready to butt heads as her. He wasn't one for unnecessary conflict, but as with any other field, competition was the name of the game. This was no different than being a pro hero, even if the school took things to the extreme. [color=ed1c24]"Looks like..."[/color] Before Kazuo could continue another voice rose about the room. [color=7786A8][h3]“Hey! Idiots! What do you think you’re doing?”[/h3][/color] He flinched somewhat started by the sudden appearance of another person. He turned to find to source of the voice and his eyes widened. [color=ed1c24][i]Knightmare. Holy shit.[/i][/color] He was shocked. His sister had told him god knows how many stories about the diminutive hero before and throughout her stay in America to work as a hero out there. [color=7786A8]“And you! Moron number one! Get off that desk now unless you want to go home to daddy and say you got expelled for being a halfwit!”[/color] When she began to speak to Noboru he couldn't help himself. He tried to hold it back, but a small chuckle escapes. He tried to hide it by transitioning into a soft cough, turning his face just out of the line of sight of the legendary hero. [color=ed1c24][i]Idiot...[/i][/color] He thought to himself with a silent groan. This likely wouldn't bode well for them. Still, his ears perked up as she continued. [color=7786A8]“What? What’re all of you looking at? Never seen a teacher before or some crap? Did you think you were going to be instructor free?”[/color] He wanted to respond. Comment on the fact that they probably weren't expecting to look older than their instructor. Comment on how it wasn't their fault she didn't give that commanding feeling by walking in the room out of her hero gear. But doing that would likely be akin to suicide for his future career as a hero. Boy, wouldn't his dad love that? He scoffed at the thought. Although, in retrospect it would have probably sounding like he was scoffing at the words of their apparent instructor. Still, this was gonna be an interesting experience for sure, given the colorful cast of would be heroes.