Students of Class 1A and Class 1B paired off and commenced practice. Yuuto was paired with the student with dark purple shoulder length hair. The rest of which was placed in a bun. His dark eyes stared at Yuuto unblinking.

What the hell’s with this guy? He hasn’t said a word. Looks like everyone else has started training. If this guy’s not gonna do anything might as well see if I can finally succeed in creating a bullet.

Deciding to pay the guy in front of him no mind. Yuuto began forming a bullet. Energy flowed into his palm quickly taking an odd shape. A twitch of his brow and Yuuto attempted to shape the strange orb. It started to round out before the orb fluctuated wildly.

“No, I can manage this.”

Slowly the orb stopped fluctuated its shape was being maintained as the dark-haired student raised a hand in Yuuto’s direction. A sheet of purple energy appeared in front of the student interrupting Yuuto’s concentration. A second later and the bullet exploded.

“Hey! You broke my concentration.”

With a furrowed brow the dark-haired student responded. “I thought you were firing a bullet. Like everyone else.” With a wave of his hand he indicated the other students around.

Yuuto looked around as the smoke cleared to see the other students practicing. Some from Class 1B were firing off bullets while student from 1A blocked with Skildus. Others in Class 1B tried to make Skildus but ending up dodging a volley of bullets.

“You really should pay attention to your opponent. It’s disrespectful otherwise.”

Yuuto turned to looked at his training partner who stood a few feet away. A step forward and he vanished reappearing in front of a wide eyed Yuuto.

The hell…

CRUNCH. A hard strike to the stomach. With his hand wrapped around his stomach Yuuto hunched over coughing violently.

“I told you. It’s disrespectful not to take your opponent seriously. Besides you’ll get hurt.”

Yuuto glared at his training partner. Then jumped back barely evading a punch aimed at his head.

“Fast…”

With a turn on his heel the dark-haired student moved his arm back, backhanding Yuuto. Yuuto raised his forearm blocking while taking a step back. A swift strike went toward Yuuto’s left. Yuuto’s eyes followed the movement allowing him to step back getting grazed on the cheek.

What’s with his movements? They're hard to follow. Who the hell is this guy?

Instinctively Yuuto’s eyes moved to the right as he saw his opponent wind up for a punch. With quick movement Yuuto managed to knock his opponent’s hand away and palm him in the chest. His opponent took a few steps back before placing a hand on his chest.

“Better. But I still don’t think you’re taking this seriously.”

Yuuto narrows his eyes. Really. And why’s that?”

Instead of responding Yuuto’s opponent vanishes. In the air mixed in with the sound of the other students practicing is the sound of a single footstep. Yuuto crossed his arms in front of him guarding from a punch. The force of which slides him across the gymnasium floor.

Alright. This guy is starting to get on my nerves.

Without thinking about it Yuuto pushed off the ground and charged at his opponent. For a brief moment Yuuto’s opponent is taken off guard by Yuuto’s speed. So much so that he doesn’t have time to dodge Yuuto’s punch. Instead he wraps his hands around Yuuto’s arm and throws him over his shoulder.

Yuuto’s feet land on the ground planted firmly, while he launches his head back smacking it into his opponent’s jaw. Pushing off with his right foot Yuuto jumped in the air turning with dazzling speed. A kick to the side of the face sends Yuuto’s opponent to the ground. But only for a second. He springs back to his feet dashing at Yuuto.

“Come on…”

Yuuto avoids a swing by stepping back only to get hit in the stomach. Hard. He doesn’t buckle choosing to counter, hitting his opponent in the stomach. The two combatants begin attracting the attention of the other students. As well as Mr. Yoshida and Mr. Sensu who turn their attention toward Yuuto and his training partner.

Yuuto dodged a series of blows moving faster and faster to keep up with his opponent. He counters landing a fraction of the amount of hits his opponent managed too. But when the ooohhs and awwwhhs started going as well as the surprised look on Mr. Yoshida’s face, Yuuto realized he had made a mistake.

Shit. Shit. SHIT!!!

SMACK….THUD. One clean hit to the face and Yuuto was on his back looking up at the gymnasium ceiling. He couldn’t quite see it but Yuuto’s training partner was glaring at him. And he wasn’t the only one either. Currently Mr. Yoshida was also staring daggers in Yuuto’s direction.

Figuring it was a better idea to stay on the floor then to continue sparring against his opponent, Yuuto stayed put.

That guy. He’s no joke. I can’t take on someone like him without attracting attention to myself. Man. What a pain. If Mr. Yoshida wasn’t up my ass all the time it wouldn’t be so much of a problem. But I already know what he’d say if I suddenly preform beyond what he expects of me. And considering my entrance score he doesn’t expect much.

Anything out of the ordinary and it will look like I gamed the system. It doesn’t have to make sense but it might be enough for Mr. Pain in my ass to get me kicked out of here. Damn it this sucks.

Eventually Mr. Sensu went to check on Yuuto.

“Are you alright? You surprised us back there. Didn’t know you were so skilled.”

“I’m not.” Yuuto replied too quickly. “I must of got lucky or something. Hahahaha.” Yuuto scratched the back of his head while he laughed loudly. Surprisingly he managed to get some people to lose interest in him.

“Alright if you say so….”

Before Mr. Sensu could say anything else the bell rang. Mr. Sensu and Mr. Yoshida instructed their students to proceed to their next class. Senji approached Yuuto who was now sitting up. While the blonde guy from 3TX stood right by the two of them.

“Hey, Yuuto are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about me…”

Yuuto turned to see his training partner leave.

“You should be ashamed of yourself with the way you fought today.” There was an odd expression on his face just before he shook his head while looking at Yuuto before he left.

Yuuto wasn’t really sure what he had to be ashamed about, even so he was still a little annoyed.

Who the hell is that guy?

“Yuuto is it. I’m Flint Naegi. Hey!”

“Huh, what?”

“It seems you got on his bad side. That’s not good. It probably won’t be a problem but still it’s not a good look.”

Yuuto narrowed his eyes on Flint. “What are you talking about?”

“Asagi of course. Asagi Karasu.”