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[indent][indent]The shock of the class flying off with the number one hero didn't reach Jun's face. Though his cool gaze gleamed with excitement. For the most part, he had stood alone, humiliated by the last minute decision his father had forced on him. The elder man's baritone, frigid and calculated voice echoed in his head. [b]'Lose, Jun. I know how much you want to win but trust me, you'll be better off this way.'[/b] he had told him in the locker room. 

[color=gray][i]'This was why,'[/i][/color] he thought with a smirk. [color=gray][i]'You sly old man, how in the world... Wait, it could have been Tsukino. She does have the ability to gaze the future sometimes.[/i][/color]

Jun strode up as Zeal begun to, one by one, mention the students. If he could just see the man work; that's all. Just watch him, he'd be leagues ahead of most Heroes already. He directed his voice, rattled by adolescence yet cool enough, towards Zeal. [color=gray][b]"Choose me, Sir. You won't find a stronger hero attending this school than me. I'm not bragging, just speaking facts."[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent]