[center][color=brown][h1]Toru Ayanokoji[/h1][/color]
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[b][color=brown]"Stylishly late."[/color][/b]

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[url=https://youtu.be/Jet6Lf76_lQ]The first day of school was supposed to be a good one.[/url]

Among the potential benefits of joining this academy for heroes, Toru had to say the one he anticipated most was the possibility to be put into interesting and unique situations he would not find himself in anywhere else. Ever since decking that one bad guy, he knew that what he needed to do was strike out and do things he wasn't entirely used to. That might be the only way he could get his blood pumping, in the proverbial sense. And so he found himself in one such situation, yet he felt nothing positive about it. 

Perhaps because it involved him being stuck in a damned locker for multiple days? Or perhaps it was because it was somewhat embarrassing, what with the aforementioned predicament being a result of a backfire of his own actions? Either way, it was something he could safely say he did NOT enjoy, and the sooner he could get out of it, the better. But what had happened? Well, just like anything to do with Ayanokoji Toru, it began with a prank.

The first day of school was supposed to be a very entertaining and memorable one for the young man. He aspired to prank the entire class in one go, something that had probably never been done to this exact class on that exact day at the exact time he planned to do it. Truly the peak of originality. But first, he decided he had to pull off a little warm-up prank. Nothing complicated, mind you. His intentions were merely to jumpscare the poor janitor by hiding in one of the supply closets and hopping out at the proper time. Easy, amateur stuff that anybody could do, really. Since he could pause his heartbeat, it allowed him to look deathly pale and perhaps this added effect would amplify the fright? It was worth a shot. 

So then... why did things have to end up this way? 

Toru couldn't tell you exactly what circumstances had led to him being trapped, only that he'd gotten up early and knew the man had to get cleaning supplies a bit before Toru'd be needed for class. But no janitor ever came. And as his homeroom drew nearer, Toru found that the door to the closet refused to open, despite his best efforts to do so without causing damage. He could potentially break it, but then the school might get mad at him for vandalism, and in all honesty, he couldn't say his life was in any danger, could he? So he waited. 

And waited. 

And waited some more. 

Minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days. What the hell had gone on? It didn't help that this damned closet was tucked away in a corner of the school not many people seemed to venture. Had the man just quit his job? Was he dead? It was impossible for Toru to know, but what he did know is that the time he spent locked in a locker doing absolutely nothing but missing school could have maybe been spent a bit more productively, even if that word killed him on the inside. 

So, after many days absent from the class, Toru decided he wasn't going to wait any longer, even at the cost of the school's property. He broke the door to the closet and let himself free easy as that. But by this time, the day seemed to be approaching its end. He really should've gotten out sooner. 

[color=brown][i]Oh well, I doubt I'll get much more than some form of detention. I do hope my parents weren't too worried.[/i][/color] 

While he couldn't say anything like this had happened to him before, Toru would occasionally [url=https://youtu.be/dv13gl0a-FA?t=128]drift[/url] off somewhere and show up days later. Something like this probably wouldn't have caused his parents too much distress, though whether or not the school was worried was another matter altogether. 

[color=brown][i]It'll probably be fine. Maybe.[/i][/color] 

For now, it was probably best he got an idea of how long he had been stuck in there. He'd fallen asleep a few times over the course of his confinement, and he did not currently own a cell phone for lack of any reason to do so, so he wasn't sure when right now was. He'd need to inquire about it personally, and perhaps he could screw with one or two people as he did so. So, he found himself wandering outside, eventually coming across the group of [s]named characters[/s] students. They seemed to be discussing important things, what with the tones of their voices and, well, people acting upset. 

So of course now was as good a time as any to butt into their conversation. Which he did, but not before 'tidying up' before he entered their awareness via stumbling towards them. It would be very difficult to miss. 

[color=brown]"So, uh..."[/color] Toru's voice called out, though it sounded very weak. [color=brown]"...do any of you... guys know what day it is...? Or the time...? I think I left my watch on the arm I ate...and I think I probably missed class..."[/color] Ayanokoji Toru was currently the very visage of someone who'd departed from this world. No coloration in his skin tone whatsoever, his heart wasn't beating (even if that's not something people notice without checking), and of course, most importantly was the fact that he was missing his left arm up to the elbow and the wound had seemingly not been treated. He looked down at the area where his arm should have been, and then back up. [color=brown]"...I've had better, I'll... admit."[/color]