[h1][color=a187be]Akisuji Gendou[/color][/h1][sub][hr][color=a187be]Location:[/color] 1B Homeroom, Eirei Academy, Shibuya, Tokyo Prefecture
[color=a187be]Mentions:[/color] N/A[/sub]

Gendou sat in a corner of the classroom, his eyes (still inside his head) scanning the other students. His body ached from over-exertion, and a migraine assaulted him; a symptom of pushing his quirk to its limits during the sports festival. Part of him was proud; he had performed surprisingly well, especially during the maze section where his eyes could scout ahead for the best route, and during the archery section, where his aim was as simple as looking at his targets. Part of him was apprehensive; his performance had pushed him into class 1B with students he didn't know and he worried that there was a former 1B student whose spot he had usurped who might hold a grudge. What was more troubling though, was that a lot of the students who had done exceptionally well during the festival were in this class too. Gendou had assumed that the A, B, and C classes were ordered by ability, but now he wasn't so sure. But if all the best students of the year were here, did he really deserve to be among them? Or was there some other 'issue' with these students that landed them here, despite their performance? Was this the problem class?

As if to cement this hypothesis, a student advisor came in and introduced herself as their teacher going forward; unorthodox, but not unheard of. But her entrance immediately sparked an argument that escalated rapidly, causing Gendou to cover his head with his hands and keep himself low to his desk. Though very little violence had actually taken place, Gendou simply didn't deal well with flaring tempers, and his best bet was simply to stay out of it; better that they were gunning for each other than home in on him as the target of bullying. However, Gendou almost shrieked as Yusuke unleashed his quirk, copying the quirks of several of the others who had been arguing with him, only to be shot by the teacher. At this point, Gendou was shaking and covering his mouth with his hands. For a brief moment, he was convinced that their teacher had just committed murder before she mentioned that she had shot Yusuke with an anti-quirk bullet. So she wasn't a murderer, just a psychopath.

[i][color=a187be]"This is the problem class, this is the problem class, this is the problem class..."[/color][/i] this mantra repeated over and over again in Gendou's mind as he tried to come to terms with his current predicament. [i][color=a187be]"Why am I here? What did I do wrong?"[/color][/i]