[center][h2]Tatsudoku Kouseki[/h2]
[h3]Eirei Academy School Grounds[/h3][/center]
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There was an inherent pervasive air around all the different heroes recruiting, almost like they were here for preparation. Given recent information that has come to light for classes A and B, it's not hard to guess why. There's a lot of pressure on every hero to perform and keep the public at ease what with Zeal now out of the picture. He was approached by a few attendants from various agencies, while actively avoided by some he recognized as under his family's influence. He could see the look of conflict on their face, he did land second place after all and while it was not as prestigious as first, it was certainly not a placement that was any means easy to accomplish.

He can still recall that finals match, clenching his hand as light formed within his palm, before disappearing as he crushed it. It made him aware of some inherent weaknesses. His quirk would perhaps never generate enough offensive power to win a fight like that, but it had other uses, which arguably make him more useful in more situations. Still, he compensated for all that with hero tools, which he heard were a bit of a tall order, especially the sheath.

He wandered yet again around to the playing fields where some students and recruiters were allowed to display quirks, within reason, and it was here he heard a voice in his head.

[indent][i]"There is something I need and that you may benefit from it as well."[/i][/indent]

He looked around in confusion, unable to figure out from where that voice came from, as if it resonated all around... He gave no response for awhile, keeping silent. He was on alert, trying not to give his position away out of habit. When he was sure there was no one near him, he finally said calmly as he could, still feeling a sense of surprise.

[color=fff79a]"Who are you...?"[/color]