[center][h2][color=lightblue]Hiroki Sakimoto[/color][/h2][/center]

The academy just had a way to piss Hiroki off.  He read maybe the first two sentences of his letter before tearing it up and throwing it in the trash.  Another failure, he first thought, despite all that wasted effort.  Giving it everything.  He didn't leave a dummy, civilian behind even though it was a trap.  He fought a villain that was essentially immune to his power, but he still fought.  He forged a team, saving at least one of them.  He investigated the bus, tripping up another villain whom was essentially taking hostages, and was maybe two feet away from apprehending him, only to have the buzzer call it.  Every time he thought about it, he burned with rage. 

He sat back at his desk.  He was staying in a hotel for the night, his parents paid for it.  They'd have take care of him a bit longer.  He set his head down, looking at his hand, how scrapped skin was healing over after the efforts he put into it.  He'd have to tell his parents.  He'd have to find another school.  The application, the drive, the preparation, just to have it stolen away from him again.  

Was he a failure?  Was he meant to just be?  What?  He remembered all the good times.  How he wow'd his friends, announced he was going to be a hero, how his family rewarded him for every school medal, every physical trophy.  How could he screw up so bad.  He didn't, it was obviously that damned school.  Screw Jigokuraku.  

He got up, looking at the trash bin.  He hesitated, going back the torn letter.

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Winter was coming in early considering how cold it was.  He was happy for his leathery furred flight jacket this time.  No uniform yet.  He guessed thats what the first day would be a bout.  He hated that he had to do this.  If they had such a rubbish first test, what was the rest of the year going to be like.  He tightened up his backpack and took a deep breath.

Deep calming breath.  Deep calming breath.

Having taken the last step and passing the gates, seeing a typical school building that he wasn't impressed with.  It was his first step to being a hero, and to be completely honest, it just didn't feel like it.  Getting off on the wrong foot.  There were other students here, all hanging out before having to go inside, they had the uniforms, which made Checkers and Loud- Mouth stand out.  They had their own school uniforms on which differed.  In essence though, under his jacket was the striped green blue tie, blue blazer, and kacki's of another school.  So everyone was atleast unified by the fact that they thought a school uniform, any school uniform was appropriate.

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[color=lightblue]"You two again?"[/color] Hiroki approached them beside himself.  He didn't know anyone else and wasn't in the mood to be blustering nor trying to make friends.  He just seemed annoyed, just like on the bus to the exam.  He took the blue tooth piece out of his ear.  He stared at both of them, hands in his pockets, a quiet moment between all of them.  [color=lightblue]"Same class I guess.  If you're here, then I guess Gas Girl's in it.  And that disappearing nerd."[/color]  he shrugged.  [color=lightblue]"Picked the guys that had guts to take on villains.  Not the worst criteria."[/color] He even smirked smugly.  Was that a compliment.