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	[color=dimgray]The near-constant light which usually sparkled around Emiho had the occasional ugly splotches of darkness that couldn't be seen through. All of the emotions flowing around within the room and the few she could feel through the walls did not mix well with her own thoughts. Nearly everyone had some level of fear no matter how minuscule as the status quo was now torn to shreds with the death of Zeal and thousands of other heroes. The emotions she expected to feel from Hasaki weren't there. The level of anger she thought would be permeating from her class didn't exist either. Everyone was either just hurt or sad or just apathetic to the whole thing. Emiho could feel all the emotions rushing in and she wanted to be angry. That's what she wanted but just couldn't. Not even when she had been all alone to burn off all of the excess emotions could she feel angry. Emiho couldn't do it. Her mind was cluttered with questions that had no answers. What had gone wrong? Why did Enka betray them? Why did he turn to villainy? Could she have done anything to stop it?

	But on the train of education continued. Thousands of people had died, and supposedly a civil war was brewing but what did their studies care about that? Even though they were gathered among their fellow classmates this school day was not typical by any means. The students had seemingly been left to their own devices and despite the school likely not wanting them to, Sasuke had convinced the students of classes 2A and 2B to gather together and watch the Hero Billboard Conference. She really had no idea why she even agreed to join. Maybe she had wanted to no longer be hiding away in her room. Maybe she just wanted everyone else's emotions to override her own faulty and failing feelings. The young hero half-heartedly watched the live stream for the most part. But for some reason, the words from the fourth pillar, Snake-Eyes, grabbed her attention. Speaking of how the next generation needed to be better. How they should all seek to be stronger than the late number one, Zeal. It caused a bud of desire and inspiration to plant itself in her being.

	For so long she had been meandering and stagnating in her growth while her classmates continued to grow and become stronger. Then her mind went to Enka. He was supposed to be among that next generation. He was a villain now, and this society had no qualms about killing villains with no recompense. For some reason, the idea of him dying before answering her questions was worse than the fact that he had betrayed them in the first place. No, she needed to grow stronger. Just like Snake-Eyes had said it would be a new generation that the world needed, and as Emiho felt the levels of determination waft in from her classmates, she used it to fuel her own determination and the pieces of darkness faded from around her.

	This is when Sasuke spoke up and made things worse. The way he spoke about Class A and Enka didn't sit right with her at all. But based on the emotions from him it didn't fully line up but that was typical with Sasuke. Thankfully, before she could speak her peace, Shinon spoke up putting everything Emiho had swirling in her head into much better words than she could have. Except for the detail about Keiji. She had nothing against him but it felt just wrong to her for someone else to be in Enka's place. Emiho took in a slow breath and exhaled a sad sigh visible with a slight shift of darkness around her mouth but as her other- well only best friend now, approached her she quickly shifted gears to the positive emotions. Emiho took a moment to think before looking at her friend, [color=lavender]"I think I do know, Yuki-Chan. I'd love it if you joined."[/color]

	As the rest of the second years either made their stance known based on what Sasuke said or merely brushing his comments off as casual banter, Emiho felt her own confidence grow. That was one of the many good things that came from being a student here. Some may be more like her but many had confidence in spades and that certainly tended to have an interesting effect on her. With the exuding confidence emitting from her, Emiho stood and walked towards the door before turning to Sasuke, [color=lavender]"Kishimoto-Kun, I agree with what you said. Class A is troublesome. En-[i]*cough*[/i] Uhm, someone from our class betrayed society as a whole. We know that better than anyone. A hero should be able to know when someone is in turmoil. I refuse to believe he was always like that. As a class, we failed as heroes. We failed this school. And we failed him whatever happened. I usually agree with what you say, but there's a major part of your decree I disagree with. If anything, what you just said would make you not fit to be a leader. A leader doesn't put down or degrade their allies. A leader doesn't blame others when they themselves could do no better. A leader has humility and the drive to make everyone around them better. Not through sharp and cutting words. But highlights their weaknesses and guides them towards being better. But nonetheless, I agree. Unless something unordinary happens you will be Student Council President. But don't expect putting people down will cause them to rise higher. Give them some charcoal and kindling to help stoke the flame in their hearts."[/color]

	As soon as she finished speaking though, Emiho felt her head spin slightly as throughout her own soliloquy she had happened to use up every last bit of stored confidence in her system. She felt a rush of emotion flooding into the empty space from just beyond the door. Something outside was causing many passing students to shirk away or scurry past in fear. Emiho felt that and was very intimidated. Both by that and the fact she had just said all of that out loud in front of everyone. You know what? Screw the benefit of feeling uber-confident at this school, she had to get away. With the sparkling light fading to a crisp small shadow Emiho raced towards opening the door hoping her choice to speak didn't make anyone mad or upset. Hopefully, Shinon would still follow her. She'd explain better what she meant to her and beg for her help in apologizing. She was always much better at interacting with all these big personalities. [color=lavender]"S-s-sorry!"[/color] And out the open door, she fled. Unfortunately, that led her right to the source of the encroaching fear from the hallway. The number four-pillar was right in front of her. Emiho felt her eyes bug out as they slowly went towards a darker shade. Opening her mouth she found no words.[/color]

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