Ryoshi walked into the dorm looking around.  His arms were wrapped around a overstuffed box, as he wandered inside. Truthfully, for how large it was and how full it was, it seemed strangely easy for someone as lanky as he was.  Still, he walked in, sorta in a blank state.  [color=82ca9d]"Ah.  So this is where I'm staying huh?..."[/color]  He stated the obvious, completely unsure what else TO say.  I mean, he was here!  Ryoshi!  You know, the kid in class that no one really thought would do anything exceptional.  Not that he'd fail... just not excel.  And yet here he was attending the most prestigious school for heroing.  That couldn't be right...  Yeah wait that doesn't make any sense!?

Now dealing with his imposter syndrome, Ryoshi stopped, right in the middle of the hallway towards where he believed his room was.  What was he doing here?  There had to be someone else more fit for his spot right?...  He stood there, blankly staring at the box in front of him for a decently long time.

Wasn't part of being a hero about being commanding, and enthralling too?  Maybe that should be something to work on while he was here.  You know, be someone interesting, live up to the notion of a hero.  Of course he had no idea what kind of hero he'd try and act like.  Was he a Cool Guy?  Arbiter of Justice?  Lone Wolf?  

At this point, Ryoshi put his box down, placing his hand against his chin, deep in thought as he was standing there, deep in thought, he was broken from this trance by the sudden shouting from the entrance.  [color=a2d39c]"It's Hero Time!!!"[/color]  He let out an [color=82ca9d]"Ah-"[/color] before looking behind him to see the the girl with octopus hair and a foreboding presence standing there.

He looked at his box for a moment, and decided it was fine to leave, approaching the girl.  He extended his hand.  She wasn't exactly a frightening sight to him.  After all, he saw how his mom was when mad.  And mantises were rich in protein.  Hold on...  What was he even supposed to say? This girl already exemplified that heroic ideal better than he did.  He felt a bead of sweat building on his brow.  Eventually he sternly yet gently placed a hand on her shoulder, all the while, he tried to smile.  Tried to because inside he was going more like:

[color=82ca9d][i]H-Huh?  What am I doing?  No stop, there were so many other options!  Okay, gotta get outta this one[/i][/color]  He managed to pull it into an smirk, giving a thumbs up to the girl.  [color=82ca9d]"Admirable indeed!  Just as a hero should!..."  [i]Huh?  What are you saying?!  Where is this coming from!  Damage control quick![/i]  [/color]  He softened into a gentle smile.  [color=82ca9d]"J-Just joking!...  Gotta go!"[/color]  Ryoshi, ran back to his box, lifted it up and ran in more of an awkward hop up the stairs with alarming speed before he opened the door to his room, slammed the box on his bed, and slide against the door, hunched into his hands, embarrassed that he did any of that.  His social life here ended before it even began.

[@FatPrincess]