After class was dismissed for lunch, Kazama eagerly anticipated getting to know his classmates better. After all, they would be his support towards achieving his goal. As he made his way through the packed halls and into the lunchroom, Kazama noticed Andrew sitting together at a table with a large student he assumed was one of his late classmates. He scanned the room for Herito, but couldn't seem to find him.

Andrew's temper reminded him of his own fighting spirit. He was rather loud, but Kazama assumed that's how most Americans were and payed it no mind. In fact, he was intrigued. Someone with gusto to match his own. He secretly hoped they would get along. Herito on the other hand was a childhood friend. Kazama's mother was very acquainted with Herito's family due to her past as a Villain, and the two shared mutual interest in being Heroes and used that as motivation to challenge each other to excel in their growth. Although most of the world knew of the Saito family as the Chromatic Tyrants, luckily he could use his father's surname, as at least he'd rather be known as the son of a Quirkless loser as opposed to the son of a femme fatale and her family of extremely powerful and ruthless masterminds. Kazama approached the table where AndrewHiroki sat. Andrew let out an exhilarated shout as he caught an Armored Mewtwo in Pokemon Go. He sat down with earnest.

"Hey Andrew. What the hell was all that earlier between you and Herito?" he asked.

Andrew's brow furrowed.

"Man look; dude was next to me reading porno and breathing all weird and I'm supposed to think that's normal? Nah, bruh."

Kazama knew Herito had his....hobbies, but most others weren't aware of his nuance. It's not like most would care even if they did know. Herito was a very eccentric and perverted person, and it caused Kazama to mature a bit faster due to all the things he was exposed to growing up. He had his mother and Herito to thank for that.

"I wanna apologize for Herito. He's a bit off and his filter is non-existent, but he means well. Usually. I think," Kazama stammered. 

He noticed the large student nervously sitting next to Andrew and noticed a minor discomforting shift of his weight.

"Sorry for being rude; you must be one of the late students Gang Orca punished earlier. I'm Kazama Jinnouichi. And you are?"

The gentle giant smiled weakly. 

"I'm Hiroki. Hiroki Yarawaka. I figured my height might put you off, so I just waited until you finished your conversation with Andrew."

Kazama smiled widely. Hiroki was at the very least a kind soul.

"Nonsense. If I was put off by someone's height alone I'd have no chance of being a Hero."

Kazama turned to Andrew again as he was transfixed in Pokemon Go.

"Sorry again for Herito."

Andrew nodded, then shook his head. 

"It's not your fault, so you don't need to apologize. Just so long as he keeps that creepy shit away from me, we're good."

Kazama wasn't sure whether to be relieved or worried. He was Herito's childhood friend, but he also wanted to make sure to confide in Andrew in the future as a friend as well. He was going to have to maintain that balance delicately. Andrew put his phone down for a moment and stretched.

"Anyway, that's a cool little Quirk you got there. You didn't explain it, but I think I got the idea. So you control elements, right?"

Kazama smiled. He wanted to keep certain details of his Quirk as a surprise to his classmates until the physical test. Then they would get to see him at 50%.

"Basically, yeah. I can manipulate a handful, but I can't project them past a range of 3 meters--or about 9 and a half feet. So my Quirk is 
best suited for close range combat. My dad is Quirkless, but he's mastered the Jinnouichi Family Style of karate and taught it to me. I haven't mastered it yet, but I'm close. That's why I instinctively wanted to spar with the class. I wanted to flex my muscles, so to speak."

Andrew laughed.

"I can understand that. I wanted to take you up on that offer before Gang Orca stared giving everyone a death glare. We'll see who comes out on top during the physical test."

Hiroki also laughed. 

"Yes, let's do our best, guys."

Kazama smiled. He could feel his spirit burning with anticipation. His legacy was about to begin.