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To tell the truth, Hiroaki himself didn't know why he chose to sit beside the black-haired guy from earlier. Sure, he was pretty mean back there at the entrance, but Hiroaki decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. All of them were entering a new chapter in their lives, and everyone has their own unique way of coping in things unfamiliar to them. Though, Hiroaki wished that the black-haired guy beside him would truly show his kind self sooner than later, one way or another.

Hiroaki was happily doodling on his sketchpad, then he looked around and noticed that the rest of the students were filling up and sitting on the remaining seats. He placed his sketchpad and pencil back in his bag and patiently waited for everybody to get settled in for the assembly to truly start. He kept glancing down on the sleeping blonde with a worried look. Should Hiroaki wake him up? The blond did seem scary for the pink-haired teen. He thought the blond would just be like the black-haired guy beside him, though the assembly was an important event no new student should ever miss.

He was thinking so deeply he was surprised to hear a click followed by light beaming on the stage. The light seemed to come from... nowhere? It was kind of weird for Hiroaki but he didn't think of it that much when the first teacher walked in and stood under the spotlight. He lightly tapped the sleeping blond's shoulder. [color=pink]"Um hey, please wake up"[/color], Hiroaki softly pleaded to the boy.

Oh dear. The teacher was talking about a lot of important things but Hiroaki could hardly focus on what she was saying because he was preoccupied in waking up the sleeping blond. [color=pink]"Hey, someone could see you sleeping here. Please wake up"[/color], he softly pleaded again. His actions gradually grew from light tapping to gentle nudging on his shoulder. He was scared of doing something abrupt to make him really wake up, probably because Hiroaki feared to make a commotion during the assembly and also because of the blond possibly punching Hiroaki due to disrupting his sleep.

Now, Seijin isn’t what people would call ‘the sharpest tool in the shed’ but even he was quick to take to the possibility that maybe Jigokuraku wasn’t like any school he ever been to. His naps were interrupted... or rather the sudden bellow let out in the assembly jolted him awake. Whatever the case getting waken up by someone else at school? Today was a day full of firsts for the blonde. He turns around to stare back at the pink-haired teen who’d been trying and failing, to wake him up until now. [color=FEFB47]“Yah need something? Well, I’m–”[/color] He abruptly pauses as he couldn’t help but let out a yawn, eyes still blinking after his short nap, [color=FEFB47]“–available now… sorry.”[/color]

He let out a tired sigh as he watched the antics of the teachers unfold from his seat, [color=FEFB47]“After askin’ the lot of you to ease up a bit on the first day, the teachers prove ‘emselves just as loud and rough… how troublesome.”[/color] The rest of the assembly passed on and he really would’ve tried to pay more attention if he could but the fact of the matter was that simply wasn’t how his brain was wired. And just as he started to drift back into sleep [i]again[/i], Principal Whatsherface’s announcement about the Four Pillars Game caught Seijin in a rare moment of self-engagement. [color=FEFB47][i]“Four Pillars? That’d mean U.A. and well, that would then mean... ”[/i][/color] The urge to groan into his hands was stronger than ever, which he obliged with his sudden awareness of future prospects he’d rather avoid. 

The assembly was rather interesting, to say the least, every single one of the teachers had a screw loose somewhere somehow. Especially the hero course director who somehow managed to look like an 8-month old infant and a 73-year-old woman at the same time. Ryota held the bridge of his nose as he could feel the pending headache that he was going to receive from his ‘Sensei’s’. Tanifuji and Itagaki sensei were a couple of loud mouth’s, Guodo was a distraction, Fujino sensei was just your basic teacher, and the principal had to be the most unsettling at all. Sure she was a former top 5 hero but her appearance and demeanor were a bit unsettling.

Despite the faculty of clowns that Jigokoraku had, there were some interesting things said at the assembly. Talk about choosing a class representative caught his attention, not that he wanted to become one, he could care less about attaining said occupation. It was more so about making sure to choose someone that would give him a fucking headache. The next thing that caught his attention was that they’d be attending the four pillars games and compete against U.A. and Shiketsu, Ryota wouldn’t even have to try to show them the difference in skill and talent. They’d see for themselves how inferior they are against the aspiring heroes that attended these schools and the reason why they didn’t get into either ranked school would be clear as day. Ryota could feel the stress emanating off of the blonde that sat next to him.

After the assembly, the students were to meet Guodo in the gym for a quirk assessment test, upon entering he noticed that majority of students that were in the hero course with him were the same people that heavily disagreed with his views and comments before school started. Oh brother was this going to be a stressful time. Ryota took a seat in the second row of the bleachers, for this event he wanted a front row seat. 

Usually, he wouldn’t give a damn but this wasn’t your average school, the rules do the jungle were different since the use of quirks were permitted, unlike a regular school. Some of his classmates probably won’t notice but an unintentional pecking order was about to be created divided the weak from the strong. To some, they would think this would be something simple that would break the ice but to Ryota, this would help reveal everything that he needs to know about his peers.

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[color=0054A6][i]The first student that went up was Mazzini Kiko, a girl who was definitely of foreign heritage with a name like that. Her quirk was known as bullet hell, it did decent damage when the projectiles she shot actually hit something. Her quirk was alright but her accuracy was horrible making her not even close to a threat. Maybe she’ll be someone to look out for if she can fix her shit aim.

The next student up was a girl with half white half black hair and scarlet eyes, her name was Yomodachi Azukina and her quirk was called flash freeze. The girl had charisma and not only that her quirk was very powerful but that didn’t come without its drawbacks. It seems as though her quirk covers her arm in ice the more she uses it. It didn’t seem like she was fazed by the ice that coated her arm, perhaps she is resistant to ice? Either that or she was putting up a facade. Not only that but it seemed as though she also lacked accuracy judging from the large field of damage done by her flash freeze, not only did she hit the dummies but managed to connect with the back wall of the gym. Despite these drawbacks, her quirk was still something to keep his eye out for as it was very strong if it made contact.

Up next was the stone-faced bastard from earlier, Tachibana Shouta and his quirk called Rotation, allowing him to add rotational velocity to his quirk. It was an effective quirk and could prove difficult under the right conditions but it seemed like it depended all upon the intelligence and craftiness of the user. Perhaps if he had much more lethal projectiles, regardless Ryota wasn’t worried about him at all.

The next student to present themselves was Hayakawa Yasu and boy was Ryota surprised to find someone with less enthusiasm then himself. Her quirk was Live Wire which allowed the user to create electrical threads. This caught the boys attention as it was something that was good for laying good traps out in which Yasu displayed during her below average demonstration.

Next to come up was a combo presentation between Haruka Fujimori and Yutsuko Soga, both seemed to be Mutant quirk users. One being a plant and the other, a reptile which was actually pretty ironic. They both decided to go a bit above and beyond to display their skills by doing a rescue simulation, with Yutsuko displaying his acrobatics and strength and Haruka displaying her range with her vines. They way they cooperated was very smooth, perhaps this isn’t the first time that they met each other.  Though it was easy to point out that the reptile wasn’t as strong as he seemed, it was easy to see that he had to strain himself to maneuver when carrying extra cargo.

Ryota smirked at the next arrival as it was the girl from earlier whom had a retort to the boys claim about Jigokuraku. When the girl stripped down to a sports bra and trousers, the boy raised an eyebrow. Not because she stripped but at how ripped this girl was. Her quirk allowed herself to heat up her body temperature on which she demonstrated on a dummy. The boy placed his hand on his chin and squinted his eyes as he noticed the fine control that she had. She also was a martial artist which she displayed by dishing out devastating blows to the dummy that rattled its core. She was most certainly a threat, and a person to keep an eye out for. She was definitely the most potent close range combatant by far.[/i][/color][/hider]
Meanwhile, the unattentive blonde failed to take much note of anything, perhaps save for the sudden blizzard that manifested itself out of nowhere and the monochromic girl standing in the midst of it. Glancing around the room, he was starting to get pent up with some frustration over things that were neither here nor there and did himself another first in his life by actually volunteering himself for an activity. He shuffled over to the open court after that two winged duo finished, but not before he shoulder-checked some curly, black haired teen, without bothering to step around him but rather through him. 

Ryota had got up to prepare to go next but while doing so some dumbass had bumped into him. Though usually, he knew that accidents can happen, the vibe he got from the guy was one that he knew all the well. This was on purpose, a display of masculinity is what it was, Ryota turned to the guy and faced him giving off a venomous glare. As the looked the blonde in the eye he noticed it was the same guy that he had sat next to during the assembly, and here Ryota thought this guy wasn’t going to cause him any trouble. [color=0054A6]“You got a problem jackass?”[/color]

Hiroaki watched the other students showcasing their quirks in wonder and awe. He envied them as if they all already mastered their quirks even before going to the academy. Their quirks were even better than his. One can control an element and another has the physiology of an ancient beast, while all Hiroaki can do was just… He sighed, feeling defeated even though the battle has even started yet. Out of all his stronger students with far more superior quirks, what chance did he have? 

Then he remembered something. One of their teachers, who introduced himself as Guodo, said that students who have support type quirks have to pair up with someone to showcase their quirks. Hiroaki thought of using it on a dummy, but decided to use it on an actual human would be better. He looked at the two people near him, the sleeping blonde and the grumpy black-haired guy. Hiroaki gulped. He’s too shy to even approach the others so he walked closer to them both.

[color=pink]”Um, hi”[/color], he greeted them both while smiling shyly. [color=pink]”I guess I’ve never really introduced myself properly. My name is Hiroaki Akiyama. I have a support type quirk so… I’m asking if one of you can be my partner in showcasing my quirk? I can treat you in the cafeteria or somewhere you like as my way of thanks...[/color] He beamed at both of them, but his smile gradually disappeared when he noticed them bickering at each other.

Seijin gave a half-lidded glance back at the teen who’d just called him out, [color=FEFB47]“Eh? Watcha mean by that? You ain’t tryin’ stir something with me, are yah?”[/color] The return of the pink-haired guy from before who tried to wake him up during the attention, drew his attention as well, [color=FEFB47]What’s with you two approaching me outta nowhere like this? I’m neither here nor there with the effort to put both of y’all in your place right now.”[/color]

Either this guy was as clueless as they come or he was just trying to get into Ryota's head. Not only was this guy annoying him but the pinkette came out of nowhere asking to partner up with one of them. Akiyama Hiroaki was his name and he had a support quirk meaning he needed a volunteer to help demonstrate. As Ryota turned to the pinkette he noticed quite a bit of soot coated his jacket, something that definitely wasn’t there a few moments ago. The boy wasn’t worried. Ryota turned to face Seijin but not without noticing they he also had the same stain situated on the shoulder of his jacket. The boy squinted at the blonde’s remark, [color=0054A6]“Instead of dreaming about putting me in my place, how about washing your filthy fucking clothes you bum.”[/color] 

Hiroaki’s eyes widened in alarm. If any of the teachers could hear them right now, they will surely be in trouble. [color=pink]”Um, guys…?”[/color] He squeaked as he too was afraid of getting in between these two spiteful boys. He sighed. [i]This time, this time I’m confident I’ll die[/i], he thought to himself as he went in between the two and put his hands on their chest. [color=pink]”Guys please, save the fighting for later. Nothing good ever comes out of this. Stop this, please”[/color], Hiroaki pleaded to the both of them. 

[color=FEFB47]“Ma, ma. Listen already today I had a lot of people test me and yah really wouldn’t want to be the one who gives me that last push, yeah?”[/color] Seijin doesn’t pay the pinkette’s words any attention and stares down at the other teen, his expression reflecting just how annoyed at what this bottom feeder was mouthing on about. With one hand, the other hand dug into his back pocket, he roughly shoves him on the chest and drawls on again, this time some temper seeping into his tone, [color=FEFB47]“ Or then maybe I won’t just put yah in your place… maybe I’ll put yah through the ground with my two bare hands.”[/color] 

Ryota was prepared to retaliate after the guy shoved him, the black haired boy stumbled back a bit before taking a few steps forward clenching his hands as he prepared to deliver a right hook to the bimbo's diaphragm but a thought pierced his brain causing him to stop. [color=0054A6]“Tch, this is none of your concern,”[/color] he said to the small pinkette who was trying to get in the way. Fighting another student the first day at a hero school would have definitely been a one-way ticket out of there immediately… but there may be a way around it. Ryota turned to the danger room with a smirk as he got an idea and faced the bimbo once more.

[color=0054A6]“Why not duke it out with me in the ring?”[/color] he said pointing his thumbs towards the gym floor with a stern face. The boy lowered his voice to the point where it was audible only for the bimbo. [color=0054A6]“We’d be able to establish who the alpha is with no interruptions out there,”[/color] Ryota said hoping the guy would understand exactly what he meant.

Seijin lets out a deep sigh and rubs the back of his neck, [color=FEFB47]“Hah... alright, alright. You brought this on yourself when yah couldn’t tell your place from mine…”[/color] The blonde turns on his heel and shuffle towards the court and then paused to crane his head to the pinkette who tried and failed to make them see peace, [color=FEFB47]“Oi Pinky, yah say you’re some kind of support-type quirk user?”[/color]

Hiroaki looked at them exasperatedly. Really, the only thing his parents told him to do was to keep out of trouble, but he literally did the one thing he’s not supposed to do. Not to mention, all these happened on the first day. He looked at the two guys taunting each other and Hiroaki flinched by the amount of pride and testosterone these two hotheads were exuding. Hiroaki didn’t even know their names yet…

Then the blonde, as he was on his way to the ring with the black-haired boy, turned his head to look back at Hiroaki and asked him about his support-type quirk. Hiroaki gulped. [color=pink]Y-Yeah! Basically, I can heal people. Why?”[/color], he said to the blonde though Hiroaki already knew what he’s going to say next.

A brow was raised at that and if these two had known Seijin longer, they would’ve been able to tell he was pleasantly surprised to hear that this... Hiroaki? Had an actual, useful quirk that could heal others. [color=FEFB47]“Good. Can heal his ass after I put him through the ground,”[/color] pointing his thumb over at Souta as he practically ordered this guy he had just met today.

Ryota discards his coat then steps onto the gymnasium floor, revealing a black thermal that presented his lean build finely. He paid no mind to the boys last comment as he stretched his muscles out a bit. [color=0054A6]“Sensei, we thought it was best if we competed against each other a bit in order to demonstrate our quirks.”[/color] The black haired boy took his place on the left side of the gymnasium and turned to the crowd with his hands in his pockets. 

[color=0054A6]“My name is Kiyoshi Ryota,”[/color] the boy smirked while tapping the midsole of his shoe on the ground as he tested the traction of the gym floors. While he did so, Ryota activated his quirk and smoke began to seep through his through the left side of his thermal and go up the length of his arm. [color=0054A6]“And my quirk is called ‘Trickster Haze’, I am capable of transforming my bone and flesh into smoke.”[/color] The boy turned to the bimbo as he waited for him to introduce himself and reveal his quirk.

Seijin sighs deeply as he sauntered into the middle of the gym, next to Ryota’s side and turns around to face the rest of his classmates, [color=FEFB47]“Ohayo. Takahashi Seijin, my quirk’s ‘Speed Theft’ and I can steal whoever’s speed for myself, so thanks in advance for any speed-type quirk users out of y’all.”[/color] He then walks across to the other side, getting some distance between him and his opponent, ditching his burnt up jacket which left him in his grey tank top and loose-fitting camo pants. [color=FEFB47]“Oh, and almost forgot. I’m a kinda guy who’s all for the least amount of work possible and I know there’s a lot of y’all who are… outspoken about yourselves and goals ‘n dreams. So consider not objecting to my first ever declaration here: number one spot’s mine. Anyone who’d disagree otherwise will get put in their place and through the ground.”[/color]

Done saying his piece Seijin slips into a stance, standing opposite to Ryota, with his arms locked, fists clenched and shoulders relaxed. [color=FEFB47]"Like this one’s about to…”[/color] He mutters under his breath only to then speak up louder, [color=FEFB47]"First move’s yours.”[/color]

The black haired boy could feel the adrenaline begin to pump a bit as the boy introduced himself. Takahashi Seijin, and his quirk Speed Theft, the name was self-explanatory and it sounded to be something equally as pesky as his own Smoke, what were the conditions of his quirk was the first thing Ryota wondered as the boy rolled up his sleeves. Smoke was still frothing from his body and falling to the floor as he began to setup his demonstration. When Seijin made his comment about being number one Ryota scoffed. 

[color=0054A6]“I’m curious to see the limits of your speed theft so how about we simulate a hostage situation where one of us plays the hero and the other the villain? We’ll flip a coin, winner gets first pick.”[/color] Ryota pulled out a coin from his pocket, [color=0054A6]“Heads or tails?” The boy asked as he played with the coin, tossing it up into the air and catching it.[/color] 

[color=FEFB47]“Eh, heads.”[/color] Seijin replies back dully, as he shoves his hands into his pockets and waits. If it were up to him, he would’ve just called for a spar between the both of them but it was too troublesome to say something now. 

[color=pink][i]”So their names are Takahashi Seijin and Kiyoshi Ryota. It would’ve been nice if they introduced themselves to me like normal people instead of founding out their names before they’re gonna fight in a battle of fragile manhood”[/i][/color], Hiroaki exasperatedly thought to himself as he watched the blonde and the black-haired boy preparing for their sparring match. 

He looked around, nervous that he’s going to be acquainted with these two hotheads. Then he shook his head. It’s wrong for Hiroaki to think of them that way. It’s just first day jitters. They’re all going to unfamiliar territory, away from their homes to stay with peers of their age for months. If this was the way for them to ease their agitated selves, so be it. But still, Hiroaki hoped they would have settled this better than… [i]that[/i].

[color=pink]”Just… take it easy guys! It’s just a friendly sparring match to showcase your quirks! No need to be violent…”[/color], Hiroaki called out to the both of them, his voice getting lower than lower as he realized too late that no words can stop these two hard-headed boys from fighting each other. Once again, Hiroaki sighed exasperatedly.

Ryota paid no mind to the pinkette who was still putting his two cents in on the side lines. It was obvious that he didn’t know the thrill of battle and was clearly lacking in the testosterone department. Ryota threw the coin up in the air and watch it fall to the ground landing on heads. [color=0054A6]“You get to pick, hero or villain.”[/color]

[color=FEFB47]I’ll be hero… and oi Hiroaki, front ‘n center. You’ll be our hostage for the demo.[/color] Seijin had ‘volunteered’ the pinkette into the role, not leaving room for discussion on the decision. 

Hiroaki looked at him in horror. If there’s anything the pink-haired boy hates, it’s definitely acting. Still, he supposed he doesn’t have a choice in the matter, especially now. [color=pink]”O-Okay, coming”[/color], he nervously said as he walked towards Ryota and Seijin while fumbling nervously with his hands. [color=pink]”What will I do exactly?”[/color]

Ryota rolled his eyes at the boy’s comment, [color=0054A6]“It’s exactly like he said, you’re the hostage.”[/color] He then turned towards Goudo sensei, [color=0054A6]“Sensei, can you create a base of operations with turrets surrounding it along with a bit of rope?”[/color]

The teacher nodded in agreement to their request and after a push of the button the class would see the ground open up and the bunker that was asked for. The base that was created was nothing fancy, it was a simple 8x12 room with concrete walls accompanied by empty window frames. A bundle of rope would also be tossed to them by Guodo sensei which Ryota would use to tie up the pinkett.

A smirk came to the boys face, [color=0054A6][i]Hero school isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.[/i][/color] Ryota grabbed the bundle of rope and beckoned for Hiroaki to get into the bunker that was created for them. [color=0054A6]“Allow me a few minutes to set up.”[/color]

For like the millionth time that day, Hiroaki sighed exasperatedly as he resigned to his fate and went into the bunker. He’s been more nervous now than he was before on his way here at the academy. He can even feel the wasps from earlier return to his tummy as he was waiting for Ryota to tie him up. For Hiroaki, this day has been a wild ride from the very start, and they haven’t even reached the end yet.

Ryota followed inside and immediately got to work tying up the boys wrists and legs together. The rope was a bit on the tight side and would eventually begin to chafe the pinkett skin a bit after a while. Outside the base, three turrets with laser pointers extended from the ground and surrounded the bunker in the form of a triangle. Once it seemed like everything was check, Ryota flooded the bunker with smoke using his left hand. Within about 15 second the base of operations was shrouded in a thick fog inside and it, the smoke was so heavy that it even gave Hiroaki a bit of a problem seeing where Ryota was located.

[color=0054A6]“If you try giving off your location by making noises, I’ll be forced to quiet you down, I would like to avoid that.”[/color]

These were the last words Ryota said before walking outside the base. His left arm was pretty much gone after hot boxing the entire area. Ryota cuffed his right hand around his mouth in order to project his voice, [color=0054A6]“Listen up, you have three minutes to prove to me why exactly you’re deserving of the number one spot, come at me whenever.”[/color]

Seijin couldn't be bothered at all to respond, instead he just silently took in what was said and tensed up readying himself for this run. This Ashtray-breath wouldn't stand between him and making due on his declaration from minutes ago, at least not before he was knocked down and put in his place. The blonde starts off and dashes away at the concrete bunker, he was already fast but nothing really impressive... for now. 

It's not long before he enters in range of the turrets which immediately lock onto their target and fire away and luckily these bullets weren't anything like the real deal so Seijin easily steals their speed for himself; leaving whole clips of rubber bullets suspended in the air. Charged with the kinetic energy, the blonde redirects some of that into his legs and speeds off even faster before springing into the air like an Olympic high jumper and safely over more of the turret-fire, his back arched around the barrage mid-air. 

Showing his athleticism, he lands on the wall with a thud and his right hand finds purchase on the building's roof, before swiftly scaling up to the top of the building. The dense fog is all he sees as he stares down the empty skylight frame on the concrete ceiling, without wasting a moment Seijin into the barrier of smoke. 

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[u][b]TEAM SMOKEY'S ASSEMBLIN'![/b][/u]

Hiroaki's taken back by their teachers. Seijin [i]was[/i] napping without a care. Ryota remains unimpressed. 

Quirk demonstrations are all thoroughly analysed by Ryota, Hiroaki's impressed and slightly intimidated and Seijin... is without a care. 

Seijin bumps into Ryota, tension ensues which Hiroaki tries and fails to defuse. Leads into a competition being waged during their joint-quirk demonstration, which is a... hostage situation! With Hiroaki being the lucky hostage.

Ryota hides off into his mini-concrete castle and ties up Hiroaki (for his own satisfaction?) and floods the place with his own smoke. 

Seijin uses his speed [s]hacks[/s] quirk and zips past the turret, does some light parkour and jumps straight into the smokescreen. [right][img]https://i.imgur.com/PWttqMX.png[/img][/right]
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