[hr][center][color=#A9A9A9][h1]Steven Rein[/h1][/color][/center]
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Steven cheerfully hummed a tune to himself as he walked out of the locker room, tugging on his plated glove that didn't feel like it fit right. Maybe it was just because he hadn't had the chance to break his hero costume in yet. The armored leggings and billowing red sashes felt ostentatious enough even without all the gold paint and him being completely bare from his waist and up was gone left unsaid. But as far as he was concerned, he had been a showman proper before an aspiring hero student so whatever first grabbed the attention of a crowd be it his heroics, costume or Quirk, they were all just tools to winning them over. [color=#A9A9A9]“No one ever made a difference by being like everyone else.”[/color]

He clicked his tongue after murmuring that last bit to himself out loud, having now arrived behind a group of his classmates. For someone with his... willingness to be the center of a crowd, he might as well have had an invisibility Quirk these past two weeks. If he was being honest, Steven hadn't exactly gotten to know anyone well at all, aside from putting names to faces. Now, today was going to be the day that would finally change– he'd throw himself into this group of people if it came down to it. In fact...

[color=#A9A9A9]"Classmates! Yes, it is I, Steven Armani Rein! Whoever said that good things are to come in small doses obviously hadn't met me! How does the day find you all today?"[/color] Steven exclaims out loud as he waded into the middle of the gathered group, being fully determined to make up for two weeks of just keeping to himself in one day of combat training's worth of time.