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Catchy Theme Inu took a deep breath as he woke up that morning. The place smelled like cigarettes and wet fur... not a smell people would enjoy, but it was a comforting one for him. He looked around the dingy apartment his family lived in, noticing the paint was still peeling off the walls. He couldn't believe that after ten years in this shithole, they were all moving out. He headed to the kitchen, seeing his dad skillfully flipping pancakes despite the fact the wolfman only had one arm. "Oh, good morning son!" His dad smiled when he saw Inu, his tail wagging at the sight of his son in the UA uniform. "Today's the big day, ain't it?" He commented as he flipped the pan, the pancakes flying through the air. "Yeah Pops," Inu confirmed as he jumped into the air, catching the pancake in his mouth. He chewed on his food, looking around. "Where's mom?" Inu asked after swallowing. "Ah, you know, she's making sure the new place is safe, so we can move out after you leave," His dad explained. Inu sighed. He knew why they were doing this. If his family's past ever came out to the light, then there would be questions. Inu wouldn't be a liar if asked where his parents where, because he really wouldn't know. With a sigh, Inu grabbed his bag and a carton of cigarettes on the counter, ready to head out the door. Before he could, however, his dad stopped him. "Here, ya mom wanted ya to have this," he said, tossing Inu a cigar, who caught it in his hand. Looking at it, it had a logo that looked like a blazing dragon. "Wait, is this...?" "Yeah, your mom said it's form your grandpa. Apparently he sent ya it for good luck," his dad replied, causing Inu to chuckle. Despite his grandpa being a old, hard boiled villain that hated everything heroes stood for, he had a soft spot for his grandkids, even the one breaking away from the family business to be a hero. The hero to be carefully slipped the cigar into a pocket in the backpack and headed out. The second he stepped outside, he pulled a cigarette from his carton, pressing his finger against the tip, a small flame igniting from his finger lighting the cancer stick up. He sighed before taking a big puff of the cigarette. He'd better get his smoking in now, because he doubted the school would let him do it indoors. Most people he came across moved out of his way, leaving him a pretty clear path to school. Looking like a punk sure had its benefits. It didn't take long for him to get to UA, where out in front was a man with a snazzy suit and a decently cool visor frowning disapprovingly at him. It was the cigarette, wasn't it? Well, if a cigarette was all it took to kill this guy, then maybe he shouldn't be teaching. Inu walked up to the man, his cigarette almost gone. "Morning," he greeted, not removing the offending item from his mouth. "Good morning Mr... Sasaki..? Wait, are you related to the hero Howl..?" The man had asked the one question that Inu hated more than anything. His teeth clenched around the cigarette, a growl escaping his lips. "Does it matter if I'm related to that lap dog? This gonna affect my entrance or somethin'?" He barked, doing his best to not just blow up at the man in front of him. "No, you're already in. Must be a sore subject? And no smoking inside." "I dunno what the hell you're talking about. I'm really fucking calm. Haven't mentioned a damn thing about how much of a lap dog she is," Inu commented as he took a deep drag of the cigarette, turning around to blow it away from Glory. "Anyways, I promise I won't give the others lung cancer, lemme just finish it up out here," "You're really testing my patience, kid. But, while you finish that up, I'll ask: Why do you want to be a hero?" Inu paused, gripping his cigarette before placing it into his mouth, swallowing it whole. "Why I wanna be a hero?" He repeated. "Because a world where the villains win is a fucking scary one. I ain't gonna let that happen, not while I got the power to stop it. Simple as that," "That's a motivation I can get behind. And... I read your file, Inu. I wanted to apologise that Starkiller had ever happened." Inu turned around, looking Glory up and down. He didn't seem old enough to have to apologize, but it was probably just one of those empty apologies any hero that found out always gave. So, he'd give him the same answer. "Don't worry about it," Inu answered. "Just make sure it doesn't happen again," with that, he headed into the school. It wasn't hard to find his classroom, but what was hard was seeing his fellow classmates. They were either fucking idiots, grinning like this was just some preschool field trip, or looking so disinterested that he wondered how they even got into the class in the first place. "Figures I'm put in the classroom with the fucking duds," Inu muttered as he grabbed a toothpick out of his bag, placing it in his mouth and chewing on it. He silently walked past everyone else, ignoring everyone else, headed straight for the empty seat in the back corner. He sat down, dropping his bag next to the seat as he straightened out his desk. He then reached into his bag, pulling out his notebook and pencils, placing them on his desk, waiting for the teacher. King of the Jungle The sun was up and so was Sun. Today... today held the greatest challenges the monkey king had ever face. All his time in the jungle never prepared him for this. He had to wear a shirt for an entire day. Even worse, he had to walk upright so he could blend in with the others. He had no clue how he would do this, but he would rise to the challenge. He slipped into the uncomfortable clothes and headed out, ready to face his destiny. He walked to school, trying not to shove people, just like he was taught, and he even managed to resist the urge to climb the strange trees with the silver vines, even though that would help him get to school faster. So far, so good. Still, his shirt felt... wrong, and it took all his willpower to just not rip it off right then and there. It didn't take long before Sun saw that building that he had been to just last week, a shining monument to the civilization he had been missing all his life. Sun looked around the place, his eyes filled with child like wonder, quickly forgetting about the shirt. He quietly approached the wall surrounding UA. Was he supposed to climb over it to get to this 'school?' No, no, that doesn't seem right. So instead, he began to walk around the school a little aimlessly, trying to find his way in. "Sun?" Sun quickly looked around, looking for who said that. "Yes, that is me, I am Sun," he finally spotted Glory, and, while proudly resisting the urge to rush over on all fours, ran over to the principal. "Yes, hello, I am Sun," he said, introducing himself again. "I... See... Well, uh, you did well in the entrance exam. I see you adapt well to adversity." Sun began to scratch his chest, thinking to himself. "I do? That's good. Maybe that'll help me with everyone else," he sighed. "I'm really nervous. This is my first time in school," he admitted. "Well, I'm sure you'll do better than my first day. Just make sure to avoid flying drinks." "Drinks can... Fly? Civilization is full of surprises," Sun mused, nodding his head like he understood. "Quirked society is what's full of surprises. So, Sun, why are you here?" Sun smiled. "I wanna learn a lot about the world!" He paused as he stroked his chin. "And... I learned about heroes and... I liked it. I liked the idea of protecting others," "I'm glad. You'll have plenty to learn here. You can head in now. Do you remember your way from your tour last week?" Sun nodded, waving at Glory before heading inside. He did actually remember where to go, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the 'classroom'. He paused as he got to the door, taking a deep breath. He couldn't chicken out, it was time to face the future. He slowly opened the door, and the first thing he noticed was there was some sort of smell in the air... it smelled like... food... Forgetting about his first impressions, he got on all fours, slowly and quietly creeping over to the source of the smell. On the teacher's desk was some food... his eyes darted around the room. It seemed no one else was coming after the food... so he quickly scooped up the monakas in his hands, shoving them into his mouth, leaving none behind. After quickly chewing his food, he looked around, this time taking a good look at all the people in the class room. They all looked so different from each other, all in very noticeable ways, much different then what he was used to. They all smelled very different to. There was one however that was super different. His face was covered in red, and he had very sharp teeth. Quietly, Sun approached the boy, very much invading the boy's personal space as he looked over him, the monkey man placing a hand on his own chin as he thought. Was this guy human? Maybe he was one of those metal people he had heard of from the researchers. "Are you... one of those... ro-butts?" Sun asked innocently as he looked over Yasha.

The skies were clear. The light from the sun had nothing to obstruct it and so the whole of the feline girl's body could bask in its rays. Well, most of it anyway. Laying down on the floor in her room, right where the light from the sun came through her window, Tsubasa had her arms raised with her phone in her hands. Playing some kind of game on her phone, the girl kept tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. Her eyes flitted towards the clock. Then back to her phone. Then back to the clock. Seemingly waiting for something. Then a minute passed. Her phone began buzzing as an alarm stated to go off from it. Swiftly tapping her alarm off, the girl brought her legs up, leaned back and then pushed forward, hopping off the ground and onto her feet. With some effort, the girl stood upright, spun her phone and tossed it into her backpack. Tsubasa had already been fully dressed for the occasion that was today. Shorts, skirt, undershirt, jacket, shoes, hat and her hair already tied into a ponytail. Her bag as well was packed. Grabbing her bag, the girl put it on her back and opened her window up. Taking in a breath of fresh air, she shouted, "Mom I'm leaving now. Close the window behind me thanks!" With a slight hop the girl seemed ready to get going. "Alright, let's see if we can't beat that clock." With a grin on her face, the girl vaulted out of her window into a conveniently placed pile of hay outside her house. Landing in it, the girl then tumbled out, springing back to her feet and beginning to run throughout the city. Tsubasa's favorite part of school was the act of getting there. Her path had been anything aside from normal, specifically looking for large clusters of people and dead ends with vault-able walls. And, much to her glee, she had made it here without even being late on the first day. Pleased with herself, the girl looked at the school with some degree of wonder in her eyes. Letting out a whistle she said, "this place is big." Unfortunately, though, she would have to shelve those thoughts for later as she actually still had somewhere to be. The girl let out a sigh of resignation at this, walking to class with visibly much less enthusiasm then she had when she walked in. As she got closer, though, there was a man who seemed to be rifling through a stack of papers. Tsubasa couldn't help but stare at the man's visor, curiously though. As her stride didn't seem to be stopping any time soon, though, she just continued to stare as she walked forward. "Miss... Kaenbyou? I hope i pronounced that correctly." Stopping, the girl gave a thumbs up saying, "that's me. Tsubasa works too." "Good. You were actually recommended into the hero course by the Hero Public Safety Commission. Can you tell me why that is?" The girl stopped, looking at him. Putting a hand to her chin, Tsubasa seemed to really think on this, before shrugging. "Hmm...They probably just think I'm amazing, which is fine by me." She smiled as she propped herself up. "Fair enough, I suppose. Even so, you completed the obstacle course faster than anyone else, so their recommendation rings true." "Nyahaha, glad you're seeing it too. But I gotta say that course was pretty fun. Maybe a bit basic. But can't wait to see what more you got here teach, hero...guy." "You can call me Glory. I hope you are in this for more than just fun?" The girl's expression went blank at this, as if what he just said didn't' seem to make any sense to her. "How come?" "Fun will only last for so long. A hero needs dedication to the cause." "That so?" Tsubasa put a hand to her chin, thinking hard on this before finally shrugging. "Well, don't worry about that. Being a hero is fun to me. And sticking to something that's fun comes with dedication right? So I'm pretty sure I already got that down!" A look of realization crossed her face as she finished, mentally patting herself on the back thinking that she just said something really wise. "So, that's why you want to be a hero? For fun?" She nodded with a grin across her face. "Heck yeah. Chasing down thieves through crowds, getting lost items from high places, helping old ladies cross busy streets. All of its pretty exhilarating, don'tcha think? Getting thanked is pretty nice too but," the girl waved her hand is to dismiss the point entirely. "As long as that excitement doesn't wane, you are welcome here. Head inside, your class starts soon." "You got it Glory man." The girl snapped her fingers and pointed at him as she walked past towards the classroom. Making her way inside the classroom proper, she looked around to see that there was a large collection of students already here. Most of them seemed to be sitting down already, with a good collection of people already crowding around one other person's desk. Tsubasa peered around to see that they were handing out free food and so not one to turn down such an offer, Tsubasa reach her hand into the box and picked one up. Biting into the treat, the girl chewed on it for a moment before her expression dropped. "Bland." Not wanting to continue eating it further, the girl put the treat back into the box from whence it came, not paying any mind to the reactions or protests the others might have had about it. Instead, she walked all the way back to the back of the room. Without saying much, the girl sat next to the bubble blowing girl, putting her bag on the ground next to her and pulling out her phone. Tsubasa leaned back in her seat, playing on her mobile device to kill time before the teacher came.

It was an absolutely gorgeous morning with clear skies and a bright, happy, sun shining down on the residents of the city. That sun which didn't make its way into Rei Konpaku's room. Her curtains were drawn over the window and the only light came from the computer screen. Rei herself was sitting on her computer chair in front of it. Legs drawn up with her arms wrapped around them and her chin resting on the indent between her two knees as she stared at the screen. The tab was currently on a KimiTube playlist. Showing several young girls on stage singing and dancing. A pair of purple headphones was on the girl's head and she was mouthing the words as the girls on screen sang them. Every now and then she'd check other tabs, refreshing and scrolling various forums and social media platforms to see if anyone had something to say. She leaned forward and narrowed her eyes as she saw one headline "Popular Idol Quits! Says They Want To Use Their Quirk To Fight Crime" which put a frown on her face. She spent the next few minutes scrolling through the various posts on the subject and found, to her disgust, many people congratulating her on the brave decision. "What a waste." Rei muttered as she unfollowed the idol in question. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her phone flash and start to vibrate and she looked at it. Sighing she realized it was time to leave for her first day of school. She turned the alarm off and closed out of the window on her computer before moving the headphone jack from the computer to her phone and shutting the former down. Before she could put on her chosen playlist a knock on her door sounded. "What is it?" She called out. Her father's voice entered through the door, "Just making sure you're awake Sunshine. I'm heading out for work. Don't forget to eat breakfast." Sunshine. The nickname that both her parents had decided to call her by ever since she was a toddler. She got the joke. Rei. Ray. Sunshine. She hated it. "Well I'm up, obviously." Rei responded. She was frustrated that he felt the need to tell her he was heading to work. Like she didn't know by now when he left at the same time each day. She waited a couple more minutes to be sure he'd be out the door before she got up, stretched, and picked her phone up from the computer desk. She paused a couple seconds to give a small smile at the image set as her phone wallpaper before it was replaced with an album cover as she started her playlist. The upbeat music served to keep her focused as she went about finishing up her preparations and grabbed some toast to fill her stomach with. She spent a few minutes frowning at her white hair in the mirror and wondering if it was getting too long before hefting her bag, with a couple buttons from a few concerts she had managed to see pinned onto it, and heading out into the sun. And immediately regretting not buying a pair of sunglasses as her eyes tried to cope with the sudden shift in brightness. "Let's get this over with." She muttered. --- Rei tried to understand the excitement she saw on all the other students coming up to the school. It was supposed to be a famous and popular school. She knew that much. But try as she might she only felt annoyed as she saw the dumb smiles on the people she passed on her way up to the entrance. It was school. Didn't they realize that? It didn't matter if it was hero school or anything else it was still just a school. Homework and lessons and little to no music for hours at a time. On the note of music Rei reluctantly paused her music and slipped her headphones from over her ears and to around her neck. She figured she'd be told to do so soon enough anyway and wanted to avoid the hassle of people trying to politely tell her something through crappy pantomime. There was someone waiting at the entrance. Maybe a teacher? He seemed young, tall, and had neatly cut brown hair. She was sure there were many girls who would fawn over a guy like that. Rei just was trying not to roll her eyes at the dumb visor he was wearing. What was that V shape for? Victory? Maybe it was Vapid. That'd fit. Rei almost cracked a smile at her silent diss but then he heard the man call her by name after going through some papers. So, this was how the first day would start. Rei stepped closer and nodded silently at the man. Hoping he was just confirming attendance or something and would let her pass by. No such luck. "Not much one for words? I knew a girl like that. So, Konpaku, why do you want to be a hero?" Oh here it was. The Question. The one she kept getting and, it seemed, would continue to get. She didn't really feel like answering it. What could she say? Because it was her best option for work? Something about this man made her feel he wouldn't be satisfied with something like this. So, resigned but unable to keep the frown off her face, she gave him an answer she thought would move this along "It's a good job that does a good thing." "You seem unsure. When I started here about a decade ago, I was only on this path because I figured it would be the easiest one. Sound familiar at all?" Oh god he wasn't going to stop was he? It was getting kind of creepy at this point. Is this some sort of test that they gave students? Maybe she would be turned away if they didn't like the answer she gave. But at this point she was growing too frustrated to try and fake interest and excitement about the prospect of Hero work. She gave a blank stare and followed with a monotone "What do you want me to say?" "Questions wouldn't mean much if the person asking them gave the answer. But you don't have to answer it right now. Think on it, and head inside." Oh, good. At least he wasn't going to keep her standing here all day. "Sure, sure." She said with a dismissive wave as she passed him by. What a weirdo. So what if she was taking the "easy" path? Isn't that what everyone did? Everyone decided their future off what they were good at. There was no point in floundering around doing something that didn't come easy to you. Heroes just were people who had abilities that let them do the job. She hoped she didn't have to see much of whoever that was. --- Rei's eyebrow twitched as she stepped into a classroom full of morons. Her talk with Vapid-Man out there had made her forget she was about to enter a place filled with people who adored heroes and wanted to be just like them. She had even momentarily thought that maybe she'd find something less idiotic. But no there was a bunch of happy-go-lucky and starry-eyed kids waiting for class to start. Someone had even brought food. What, did they think this was a party? She rolled her eyes as she ignored what was clearly meant to be an offer for anyone to take something. As she passed by the first few desk she... Wait is that a freaking chainsaw? She couldn't imagine someone who looked like that being very popular. Rei continued on and noticed a rather tall individual with such a large smile it was impossible to miss. She couldn't help but let some of her thoughts slip out as she passed him by and said "What's there to be so happy about don't you know we're here to work." The girl had intended to go right to her preferred place in any classroom. Sitting near the windows was ideal. If, or rather when, she got bored of the teacher's droning she could at least stare out the window and maybe see a bird or something to try and distract herself. The back seat was best for this because she would have line of sight on everyone else and, in turn, they wouldn't be able to see her unless they turned to bother her. As a bonus it was away from the door which meant she could avoid being trampled as people rushed out of the classroom. There was just one problem. Someone had already taken the spot. Some delinquent looking guy who she thought seemed more like a villain than a hero in training. She was already annoyed but the loss of her preferred seat, which given how these things went meant she would lose it for the entire school year, just amplified it. She gave the boy a blank stare for a few seconds. Lingering as though trying to fill him with negative energy just through her stare alone. Then with a roll of her eyes she reluctantly sat at the desk in front of his. At least it was by the window. This sucked.

Easter hadn't expected such quick reaction times from Nikora, though he supposed he should've expected as much from a Godslayer. He had been blown back into a tree--they really were everywhere here. He rubbed his head as he rose to his feet, taking in what Nine was saying. He didn't think there was anything particularly unusual about the words, but apparently Nikora thought otherwise. His usual unflappable calm had been shaken, voice raised in a shout. Easter raised a brow, impressed despite himself at the effect. "Guess I still have things to learn in the art of taunting," he smirked. And then the man ran forward, arms outstretched, and of course having no trouble at all with the swampy ground. As he ran pins fired from his arms straight toward both of them. As he approached, Easter prepared himself, but he wasn't able to dodge the attack fast enough, and found himself slamming into yet another tree. "You have quite the arm there," he choked out, shaking his head. "But I'm not quite out yet." And with that, he flipped himself off the tree to land on the ground, spinning around to fire off a Moonblast. Nikora pulled up a Spiky Shield, but, surprisingly, the large pink orb went sailing past him, as if the Sylveon had missed in his excitement. But instead of annoyance, the fairy type's expression was one of smug satisfaction as he leapt past the Godslayer. It started out as a creak, and then a groan, as timbers split. Easter's Moonblast had torn a path right through the trunk of the tree behind the Cacturne. As it swayed from side to side, Easter gave it a firm kick--right in Nikora's direction. But even a falling tree wasn't enough to stop the Godslayer as he sent out a Dark Pulse that vaporized part of the tree, jumping through the hole toward Easter. The Sylveon leapt back in surprise, barely avoiding the Energy Ball that was shot in his direction. "You've changed," he observed. "You've lost your cool." I'll have to thank Nine for that later. Normally, he would indulge, no, delight in the panic of his opponents, but this was work, not play. He had to get through this and reunite with those who mattered most to him. He sent out a wave of Swift pink stars as he dodged attack after attack. Now that Nikora was keeping him on the defensive, it was hard to get time to charge up his Moonblast, which was annoying, but not debilitating. Allowing a Pin Missile to hit, he ignored the pain to launch out with a kick to the other's solar plexus, throwing the Godslayer backward and into a tree. At least I'm not the only one getting smacked into trees now. The both of them were breathing heavily as they stared each other down. Judging by the lucidity in the other's eyes, the confusion had worn off. More's the pity. It didn't matter though. With Nine here, the fight would end. It was only a matter of when now. The two of them began to charge up attacks at the same time--Easter a Moonblast, and Nikora an Energy Ball. Just like before, but this time Nikora was faster, throwing the large green sphere with powerful force. The Sylveon released his own attack, but it did little more than defend him from the blast. Gritting his teeth, he dove through the explosion, ignoring the pain, to launch a surprise attack on the Cacturne. As the other threw up a spiky arm in surprise, Easter let his momentum carry him forward, twisting his body into a spinning kick instead of a regular side kick, coming at him from an angle that let him bypass the arm. Following it up with a Moonblast-charged punch to the gut, the Sylveon's eyes widened when the Cacturne took the attack instead of blocking it this time, exchanging it for a Drain Punch of his own. It hurt, but that didn't matter. "Now, Nine!" Easter shouted, jumping backward. -- Aue, those two are lolo strong, Keanu whistled as he watched both Taiga's Waterfall and Lok's Hex hit at almost the same time. Kalia seemed to feel the effects of it too, if the way she trembled while holding her arm was any indication. "I don't understand. I'm just doing what I must...I'm saving my region. I deserve to win. I've...trained so much. I was blessed by the Tapu themselves. I should be able to beat anyone!" A blessing from the Tapu...no wonder she's so strong. Most Alolans would give their right arm for a chance like that. Keanu wouldn't, but that was only because he needed his arm to help surf. Now, something less important, like his hair, or nose. He'd give that, sure. "Well, I don't know, this is Adarid. The rules are a little different here," he replied, running forward, breathing a sigh of relief when the Hail died down and didn't look to be returning. It would be a lot easier to coordinate with the others now, at least. Except now, Kalia had begun to lift entire piles of snow to lob at the group. In the midst of these projectiles she also sent out Swift stars and shards of ice as she began to shamble toward them. It was stressful, and slightly terrifying, but Keanu kept running, throwing out an Electro Ball that managed to hit this time. He stopped just out of range of a Crush Claw, but that didn't matter, as now a rain of Icicles were Crashing down on him amidst a flurry of snowballs. Backing up, he sent out a Thunder Wave that didn't seem to do anything at all as the Sandslash kept moving forward, slow but persistent. Why that was, was answered soon afterward as she winced from a flicker of fire around her form. Aue. She's already burned. That's right. Panicking slightly, Keanu attempted to use Psychic, but lost his focus at the last minute when he was hit by bright yellow Swift stars followed by Shards of Ice that knocked him to the ground. And then Kalia was right there, jabbing a Claw with Crushing force down on him. Rolling to the side, the Raichu just barely avoided the attack, turning up to send out an Electro Ball which caused the Godslayer to freeze for a second as the electricity coursed through her system. Taking that opportunity to roll further away, Keanu hopped to his feet, shivering slightly as he brushed snow off his body. "Just give up!" he shouted as he shot his arms down, and then up suddenly, a wave of water rising with the motion of his arms. Hopping on the water, he rode it toward the Sandslash, jumping off at the last minute as the tide crashed into her. He wouldn't risk getting too close to her, not after all that he'd experienced this fight. He watched as the Godslayer fell to the ground, before slowly rising to her feet, body trembling in exhaustion. "Come on!" Keanu called out to the others. "I think we might just be able to beat her!" He didn't want to jinx them, but he was hopeful, anyway. Immediately afterward he was smacked to the ground by a pile of snow. Spitting out snow, he sighed. Of course da kine had to happen right after I got confident. S'what I get for getting cocky, I guess.

What is Jeopardy?

As Kio walked to school, he traced the route he had been taking and ingrained it into his mind. This would probably be the same route he would take everyday from now on, and it was quite the easy trip. U.A. wasn't too far from home, but it was just far enough for him to get a brief amount of exercise before getting to class. He looked to the clear blue sky as a symbol that this was going to be a great start to his future career as a hero! Just the thought of being called that word excited him to no end! Who were his classmates going to be, what were they going to be like?! And most importantly, what were their quirks?! He smiled to himself, as he continued his brisk jog thinking of the possibilities the classroom would contain. Today was his first step to becoming the best! As he rounded the corner, he could see gate of U.A., clear as day. As he approached, he saw a familiar face. Standing on the steps before the school was none other than the Pro Hero, Glory! He was a relatively low-profile hero, but Kio wasn't the type to forget any sort of name, let alone that of an extremely capable hero. Instead of climbing the ranks to top hero, he was now the president of the school! Lucky him, he'd always wanted to meet the guy. But now, it was a bit intimidating standing in his mere presence. Kio was all for the challenge! That's what life was all about, baby! As he walked up to his new principal, he managed to get out a few words. "Principal Glory?" He managed to get out, without stuttering. The man, with a stack of sheets in his hand, proceeded to ransack through them in a quick attempt to find his supposed file. It didn't take much time at all, either! He really was a pro! "Somehow. And you're... Akagi?" "Akagi Kio. It's great to be here. But you, uh...Aren't you a bit too young to be a Principal?" He said, with a little hint of sass at the end. "Aren't you a little young to be asking questions like that? The people on the school board figured I would be best for the job a few years back. After all, I went here along with a few other names you are more likely to recognize." It made total sense to him, but he still wasn't sure why Glory would take up the job anyway. He tried to decide if he wanted to prod a little more, but it probably wasn't the time or place to do so. He wanted to give Glory a whole interview, but sadly schooling was in the way. "Probably. I never forget a name once I hear it!" He said, beaming a smile the principal's way. "Although, those can't be the only qualifications to run this place, right?" He knew the answer of course, but you didn't really get the chance to jeer pro's in the flesh. "Well, after the place got attacked so many times, they figured they would put the strongest person they could find right at the center. But now it's my turn to ask a question. It's one I'm asking everyone. Why do you want to be a hero, Akagi Kio?" "Strongest, huh? So number 77 gets title of strongest now?" Kio laughed, before clearing his throat. His reason was simple, after all. And it was his dream ever since he had become bored of sports. "I just want to challenge myself! I want to see what the real heroes deal with, and overcome all obstacles that come my way!" He stretched his palm, opening and closing his hand. "I just want to prove to myself and everyone else that my Quirk is strong." "You don't seem particularly interested in helping anyone." The question almost smacked him across the face. He never really thought about saving others...just testing himself. But that was all wrapped up in the title of being a hero, right? He'd hopefully learn that lesson here anyways! But for now, it was time to bs an answer. "Well that's all apart of the challenge, right? It would be too easy if I didn't have to help anyone." "This generation never seems to want to relax, does it? Go on and head inside. I'm sure you remember your way to class from the tour a few weeks ago." "Never forget!" Kio saluted Glory, before walking straight past him. After he was out of earshot, he let out a sigh of relief, picking up his head with a huge grin. "Man, I should have gotten his autograph! I'll remember for next time!" His class was close by, as he made his way in a hurry. He hoped he would be the first one, so he might be able to see all the others enter after him in an attempt to gauge how interesting they were. However, when he slid the door open, he realized that he was behind the curve by a small margin. He snapped his fingers in a small fit of annoyance, but smiled shortly afterward. There were snacks out on the front desk, as he glided over to them and promptly picked one up. He took an obnoxiously large bite out of it, before giving off a sound of delight. "Mmmm-mm! Scrumptious! Whoever made these is definitely gonna have to show me after class today!" He walked over to a vacant desk in the middle row on the left by the windows, and placed his backpack on the top. "I'm Akagi Kio, but you can just call me Kio! Pleasure to meet you early birds!"

U.A. High. It had been a long time coming but Yasha was ready. He'd worked hard to get here, and now he had the privilege of attending Japan's most prestigious hero school. He adjusted his tie and collar, slapped his faceplate where cheeks would be on a regular head, and cleared his throat-- a sound like a stalling lawnmower-- as he approached. "Let's see here, are you--" "Yasha Yokuna, present SIR!" He said, standing rather stiffly at-attention. "I'm honored to be here-- and prepared to do my best!" "I... see. So, why is it that you want to be a hero?" Yasha grinned in response, showing off his teeth. Despite being abnormally sharp, they were also the only part of his head that looked even marginally human. The whole engine-block for a head thing wasn't going to earn him any points for beauty, that was for sure. "Because being a hero is hard work, and I LOVE HARD WORK!" His throat made a revving sound as his voice went up, and he covered his mouth with his hand. "Ah, sorry. I got excited there." "I never really got your type, kid. But go ahead and head on in. You'll probably make more sense to Ruby Heart." "THANK YOU, MISTER GLORY SIR!" The door to the classroom slid open and the sound of engines revving filled the air as Yasha entered, waving a pair of screaming chainsaw blades over his head. "HELP! MY HANDS ARE CHAINSA-HA-HAAAAWS!" He broke into laughter on the word 'chainsaws' and doubled over, the tools shrinking away. He straightened up and smiled, showing off his fanged grin, and waved his, now regular hands. "Nah, I'm fine-- 's just my Quirk. Hi!"

Opening Act "Dad! I need your help!" Hideyo said as he snatched a perfectly buttered piece of toast from the kitchen table and bit into it. He was also, at the same time as he tried to balance his breakfast, slipping into his uniform pants. Kenji Hideyo was downing his morning orange juice, propped against the kitchen counter. He wiped his mouth and greeted his son. "And good morning to you too, young man," he said sternly. "Sorry," Hideyo apologized profusely. "Good morning, father!" Hideyo said excitedly, mouthful of toast. "No talking with your mouthful! Straighten that shirt! Comb your hair!" Kenji barked. "Yes sir!" Hideyo replied happily. He spun around in a blaze of starlight and suddenly, the boy was dressed with the utmost care and pristine. "Better," Kenji smiled. "What did you need help with?" Hideyo took a pen and pad out from his backpack and sat it on the kitchen table. "I need an opening joke for the day. I've got to make a good first impression!" Suddenly, Kenji's eyes were wide with pride. "You truly are my son. Come, boy! We will drum up an excellent joke. But we must also work on your delivery. Quickly, before your mother catches us!" "Yes sir!" Hideyo said excitedly as he and his father huddled over the pen and pad. Nailed It! It was a lovely day, and Hideyo's first official day of school. Head held high, he approached the school gates with excitement in his step. There came a starting point in every young star's life. This was Hideyo's. As he proudly marched to the front gate with his chest puffed out, a tall, slightly older than him, gentleman stood out, combing through a thick stack of papers that was likely full of the names of first year students. Hideyo, being the bright, forward boy that he was, approached with vigor and stood at attention before the brown haired man. "Kagarashi Hideyo, first year student, at your orders sir!" he joked, excitedly. He was happy to land his first joke successfully, despite there being no physical way for him to tell if it was good or not. Nonetheless, he was extremely satisfied and brimming with pride. "Well, looks like I don't need to ask. You seem awfully excited. You performed well in the entrance exam, a lot of staff have their eye on you." With a grin, Hideyo replied, "Thank you, sir! I'll do my best to live up to your expectations of me!" "I should hope so. What inspired you to become a hero, Kagarashi?" Hideyo paused, placing a thumb to his chin. It was time to give an honest, serious reply. "I'd have to say it was my parents. I've seen the way that people with and without quirks work together. They can have a true, harmonious and happy life if they strive toward the common good. I want to help ensure that future, and make it bright!" "That's a good ideal to strive toward. I know many, both quirked and quirkless, hold disdain toward the other, but that can be overcome, the future is a bright one. Go ahead and head to class." "Thank you, sir!" Hideyo took his smile and his pride and entered into the school of his dreams. He headed straight to his assigned classroom, looking forward to meeting his classmates. Starlight When he arrived, still brimming from ear to ear, Hideyo promptly took the center most seat in the classroom, where he could be observed, be attentive, not be too obstructing to his fellow classmates, and answer questions from fellow students and his instructor. After gently placing down his backpack, he introduced himself. "Good morning, classmates! My name is Kagarashi Hideyo! I look forward to working and learning with y--oh! I smell treats!" He commented, his nose suddenly distracted as he caught a whiff of Monaka. He approached the teacher's desk and promptly devoured one. He observed the delicate flavors of the jam and the perfect compliment of the wafers that sandwiched it. "Delicious!" he complimented. "I look forward to working and learning with you all!" He returned to his seat where he sat with his arms folded over one another and waited for further instruction. Smile and all.