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Katsuro woke up in his hotel room early that morning. The room was cheap, small, and filthy. Every lightbulb flickered periodically in an agonizingly subtle way. He could swear he had spotted things crawling on the walls throughout the night, but he didn’t let a few bugs bother him. All he needed was a place to rest his head while he waited for the morning to come, and his uncle had sought to that for him. From there it was only a brief walk to campus where he would be staying. 

	From the old bed, he sent a text message to his uncle, then his dad, then his mom, and each of his siblings. Only one reply would come back.

> First day at UA. I’ll make you proud.
 
[right]I’m already proud of you, nephew. Show them what you’re made of. Those villains will be shaking in their boots by years end.<[/right]

	After a quick shower and a change into his new uniform, he brushed his teeth and fixed his hair. He proudly wore his student pass around his neck on a lanyard, a bold move that would almost invite harassment on his way to campus. 

1-A 01. Ryuujin Katsuro
Hero Class

Of course his ID number was 01. Always number 1. 

	He checked out of his hotel and took what meager belongings he brought with him in a bookbag, it was only the change of clothes and a few more firestarters that he couldn’t fit on his person. With his thumbs tucked into his pockets, he started his trek to campus. The closer he got the more apparent that there were a bunch of losers with nothing better to do protesting their arrival, it occurred to him that the side entrance that the entrance letter told him to take was specifically because they had anticipated this. He spat. What a disgrace.

	Katsuro fully intended to follow instructions and avoid trouble by using the side entrance, but trouble had found him. Three male students, seniors from the general studies class, were loitering in his path. They caught eyes with him, and his hero class ID around his neck. The largest of the kids nudged the other two and pointed at him, speaking incoherently from the distance. They started speaking up as they moved to surround him and block his way. 

	“Hey, freak! You’re in the ‘hero’ class? You think you can just walk by us with that ID so brazenly? You villains just take take take, don’t you? You couldn’t even let us have our school?”

Katsuro had one hand in his pocket, the other was tightly held in a fist. He carefully sized up each of the three delinquents. The big one looked confident at first glance, but he was shaking. As the supposed ringleader of the trio, an unsure demeanor meant they were all weak. A bunch of frightened little girls. He smirked devilishly at them and tucked his pass into his shirt. Not to hide it, to protect it.

	[color=ed1c24]“Out of my way, losers. Aren’t you supposed to be in the lesser abled class?”[/color] he mocked before taking another step forward. The smaller of them moved back in reaction, but the largest stood his ground. They were practically chest to chest now. 

	“What did you just say to us, freak?”


[b][color=ed1c24]“I told you to fuck off back to your class of bitter genetic failures before you get yourself hurt.”[/color][/b]

	“That’s it, kill him!”

	The moment they took the slightest action against him he took off his backpack and swung it against the big guy’s head before letting go of the straps. The spark of a lighter was heard. The world darkened around them in comparison to the bright whirlwind of fire that thankfully was blown downwind and away from the attackers. Katsuro saw them running faster from his oppressive heat than he had seen some people moving in track. They were unharmed, but they might have needed a change of pants. 

	[color=ed1c24]“HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! I WASN’T DONE YET!”[/color] Katsuro yelled after him, but it was a lie. Seeing them turn heel and run away was enough satisfaction for him to extinguish. His skin was steaming in the chilly environment now, but him and his clothes were untouched by the flame. UA had taken huge measures to ensure a comfortable environment for the hero class, and a uniform befitting of each person’s individual needs was among them. For Katsuro, it was fireproof clothes. 

	He reached down and reclaimed his bookbag to place it back on his shoulders. The rest of the way there would be uneventful, and though he hadn’t thought about it that way he had rid that path to the side entrance of any harassers for any students following behind him. 

	Katsuro was first through the gate in his class, just as he had planned. The teacher that greeted him, Spacenaut, ‘smiled’ at him as he produced his pass. He didn’t recognize the man, but found it wildly odd that he was wearing a full space capable suit. Still, he didn’t give him any trouble and entered the safety of the campus. Just by the looks of the staff here, he could tell that the next semester was going to be interesting.