[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Ji-Ho Kwan[/h2][/center][/color]
[color=ed1c24][center][h3]Demon Lighter[/h3][/center][/color]

Like Jackie, Ji-Ho was a new arrival in Death City; newly arrived and newly enrolled in the Demon-Weapon Meister Academy as a student. His acceptance came as a surprise to his parents, but not to himself; he always knew he would make it in, it was only a question of when and the answer to that question was now. All that was left was to find a partner or, more likely, convince everyone that he didn’t need a partner and then he would be on his way to becoming a Death Scythe.

He had gotten up bright and early that morning, eager and excited to start his first day on a high note, only to run into the same obstacle that every new student had to surmount before they could enter the school proper; stairs. The school towered over the rest of the city, perched atop a set of stairs that put some mountains to shame in that could only have been put there to be a test of their student’s determination and perseverance. Ji-Ho was trudging up those stairs now, sweating in the early morning Nevada sun as he pushed himself to make it to the top.

That he was having difficulty with the climb at all was something of an annoyance, especially when he could see several other students ahead of him making the same climb with no apparently difficulty at all. There was, however, at least one person struggling even more than he was.

There was a girl crawling up the steps of the school.

Ji-Ho stopped when he reached the girl, definitely not taking any opportunity for a quick rest as he watching the girl clawing at the next step up in an attempt at progress. [color=ed1c24]“Hey, need a hand?”[/color]

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