Oh, the Humanities! [Class 1-A]

Karin had initially been planning on simply listening to the answers of the other students for this second question posed by the bored boy floating on the walls, but she covered her mouth with a hand while observing a girl with some real venom in her tone go at it with a boy who seemed to struggle with even attempting to convince himself with his own words that he wanted to be here. She idly wondered what kind of history they had prior to today’s class before deciding to speak up after settling on her phrasing of words. “If I may, I do not believe that anyone has parents present within this room? Therefore, I am not obligated to display any interest in them like I am with the others present. The only thing that should be of concern to you is the fact that you are now here, rather than any other baggage you might be holding onto.”

She glanced around the room, eyes briefly meeting their professor’s for a moment as she realized they had not done proper introductions yet, so Karin was unsure of how to address the students directly, quiet for a temporary moment before resuming her thoughts. “I must say I have to defer to the young lady in this case. If you hesitate to devote your full attention and effort, then are you not simply wasting your time even being here?”

Karin's attention settled back onto their professor as he spent that moment to bring up his own thoughts, and presumably, begin the class. It was an excellent point, regardless of the students' various motivations and goals, all of them here were present because, in the end, they had stood atop the rest in the entrance and written examinations. Well, everyone else, that is. To that end, no matter what her first impressions of each student would end up being throughout the duration of this class and the rest of their first day, each held high potential. She was looking forward to seeing just to what extent that might be true.

And now for the topic that she had moreso been expecting, introductions. If anything, worst case scenario it would immediately serve to ostracize her from the rest of the class, but without any prior traditional schooling experience, she truly had no idea how her time at U.A. would end up going. And quite honestly, the uncertainty was part of the fun, anyway. "Yes, sensei." Karin offered a nod in response to the prompt as she stood up, but rather than remain in her seat, the girl decided to walk to the front of the classroom to look at each of her classmates face to face. Her tritonal eyes only provided a confident but gentle gaze.

"My currently given name is Karin Aokami of the Japanese Special Forces, first company, fourth platoon. I have been issued a transfer to U.A.'s class 1-A in accordance with the academy's recommendation policy, with the designation of joining the ranks of Japan's professional heroes and transitioning from private national security to a more... public face. Given my age, this was decided to be the appropriate assignment irrespective of experience or ability." She offered a deep bow to the rest of the class. "I look forward to working with you for the foreseeable future. I will be in your care." Standing back up, she offered a smile before returning to her seat. Yet, that smile held a complicated blend of emotions that would take a while for anyone else to unpack.

All this drama. All this noise about parents. It made her hair, her snakes, raise up in agitation. She had already unpacked all of this baggage earlier to someone else. She wasn't about to spill her guts again about everything. Acceptance? She could understand that. Conviction? Maybe. She was just starting to understand but did the rest of these strangers need to know this was weighing in her head? Hell no. Her nails clutched into the desk and her eyes shut. The exams were a mixed bag and so was this cavalcade of seemingly emotionally damaged beings around her. Putting words into other people's mouths...declaring and deciding things for themselves without input from the rest...!

Sicily's fury peaked...and then came the time for when Klaus spoke. Her eyes snapped open yet her snakes remained aloft and quietly hissing. Everyone was here for a reason. Her anger eased off just a bit. Introductions were in order. Ugh. Duty-bound. She already had mixed feeling about this Karin but at least she knew what was up. Then came Koito which both irked and simply made her go a bit slack-jawed. Were they trying to paint a target on themselves like that by saying all those things?

It was bold, for sure. Before anyone else could get a turn to speak up, she mustered up the courage and grit to get this over with. She might as well plug the company into this introduction as well. Would get that woman off her back for a little while...

She bolted up from her chair without warning. The snakes from her hair slithered down to the ground and raised her aloft as she turned to meet the class with arms crossed. Then the remaining snakes in her hair arched outwards to make herself look a bit bigger. Her gold and crimson colored eyes looked downwards at the classroom. They were filled with a condescending glare and slightly narrowed as if to highlight her dwindling annoyance. Her head cocked to the side then sighed.

"I'll get this over with. I am Sicily Silverbright and was not born in Japan but moved here from overseas as the family business dictated. My family is the infamous Silverbright Industries that..." she paused, face contorting into one of disgust then boredom which reflected in her delivery which sounded painfully rehearsed, "...provides the brightest and most top-of-the-line hero support gear in all of Japan. if you haven't heard of them, you've been living under a rock without....(ugh)...a Silverbright light."

She placed two fingers on her forehead and grumbled. "Look, let's just all try to get along? I don't care where you're from, what you want to be, or what kind of example you hope to set. We're all here to be heroes; not emotional wrecks." She took a deep breath with a reassuring nudge from the twin snakes that were larger than the rest. Now something else about herself before she sat down. ugh. if she had to. "....the two are named Avernus and Stella." The two respective snakes bowed their heads and flicked out their tongues.

Before she descended, she made a small declaration as she side-eyed Koito. "I'll just...go ahead and nominate myself as well. No offense but...I feel like you might not know what you're getting yourself into..." she bluntly stated before retracting each of her snakes gracefully, seeming to float downward, then taking her seat with a heavy sigh.

Shizo was glad the topic moved off of him. He didn't really want to make everyone hate him on the first day. This socializing thing was a lot harder when he didn't have what essentially amounted to a script for the conversation. Seemed he wasn't the only socially stunted person in the class though... honestly it sounded like everyone except maybe Koito so far had some issues... and the jury was out on if Koito had issues driving how energetic and open he was.

Karin was an interesting case, the mystery of who she was had now been solved, but it just raised more questions. Why was a teenager an ex-member of special forces? He wouldn't be surprised if there was a former child soldier who hailed from some war-torn nation. But she specifically said Japan's special forces. Why the hell was Japan employing kids as special forces operatives? His own upbringing was messed up but he had nothing on that.

Still he was sure more of that would come to light in time. Maybe it wasn't so bad? Who knew... for now...

"I'm Shizo Fulgent. As for an interesting fact about me... well I have a hobby of sewing and crafting things with cloth. I make plushies and stuff as well as clothing, I take requests if anyone wants anything..." Shizo said "as far as the class president thing goes. I don't really think a trial of strength is appropriate for that? Being able to win a fight has nothing to do with being able to organize the class or lead a group. That being said I do agree that the position should be earned. Anyone could nominate themselves, even I could do that... but the mark of someone deserving of the leadership role would be being able to convince other people to support your bid for it. If we're going to do this, an election seems like the way to go."

Shizo personally didn't want the president position. He was well aware he didn't have enough of a vision for his future to have any business leading others... he definitely didn't want it to turn into a brawl though. And he didn't want the position to just go to whoever spoke up first. Ideally whoever ended up leading the class would do so with the class's support, otherwise things were going to be tense and awkward all year. He wanted none of that drama... he'd run for the position himself if it seemed like that was how things were panning out. For now though he'd just retake his seat and let the introductions continue

Why is everyone so intense?! It isn't helping him at all!

He was already late, of course, that much was clear. He was supposed to get up with plenty of time to spare to look as refreshed as he could for the first class, he set so many alarms so in advance that he neglected to check if they were set to the correct time zones. That was in the past, however, now, he was standing at the edge of the room, having quite a bit of trouble with the door, but not with what was behind it. He wasn't late, at least for any of the course's material, though all he could hear was competitive friction, he didn't exactly come here to prove himself to people other than himself, was that something he had to deal with.

Yann was already in trouble, he should just sigh and walk in and accept it, but it still was somewhat difficult. This quirk of him kept telling him to wait, as useful as it was damnable. Once upon a time he couldn't as much as resist it, he had done objectively bad, but 'harmless' thing to not get in trouble, despite his wholehearted attempts at sincerity, but he came here to leave that behind, sooner rather than later, hopefully. There was a lull in the intensity of the introduction, and so he finally seized the opportunity to open the door.

"Professór", Yann raised one hand while the other opened the sliding door. The rabbit looked only like half a mess; his uniform was as prim and proper as it could get, yet hislarge eyes looked like he doesn't know what sleep is, and that his fur refused to stay combed down. "I, uh, have no excuse, really, only can apologize. May I take my seat?", he requested of Klaus without much fuss.

As Karin watched the rest of the class introduce themselves, she paid closer attention to their tone of voice and body language moreso than the words they were saying, although that was quite important too. Speaking to others on a personal level was one thing, but public speaking was another, and it was more of a reflection of the self in terms of how a person carried themselves. She did make a mental note of each student's fun fact, as compared to the rest of the more "standard" introduction template, this might be actually something to keep in mind for the future.

Koito Narasaka, the rambunctious fellow who had prompted the initial conversation in the first place. He seemed a bit airheaded in a different way than the traditional sense, with a high level of energy, and his outgoing spirit seemed a little more quirky than your stereotypical social butterfly. He had confidence, so that was something to pay attention to in order to see if he could back up his boasts, or if he would crumble on not being able to match his lofty expectations. Sicily Silverbright, a foreigner from the looks of it, seemed to already have a poor attitude, in addition to what appeared to be an interesting family situation that already did not come across as being fond of it. Perhaps the two properties were related. Karin was aware of the existence of Silverbright Industries in name alone, not that she particularly cared about their products or alleged reputation or anything else, but now that they were here in U.A., she idly wondered if this girl would start to relax a bit more or if she'd remain uptight and hard to interact with. Yoichi Gozen, little miss doom and gloom, looked to have quite the chip on her shoulder. Such an aggressive attitude would make cooperation initially difficult, so Karin pondered whether she would loosen up on realizing the difference in their ability, igniting a fire of motivation or if it would bring up some other issues. She made a mental note to try and talk to her later and see what was going on with her closed mentality, because it did not feel very natural... granted, Karin was probably the least qualified person to assess what 'normal' was. Shizo Fulgent, the boy who seemed to have motivation and self-esteem issues, at least seemed to come across better here in his introduction. Compared to those before him, he felt like he might be easier to get along with, provided that the topic of becoming a hero didn't rise up again. Like Sicily, he would be one to watch to see how his temperament would grow upon settling in at U.A over time. Kachiya Kuzu... seemed perhaps like the only individual that didn't fit in the class, in the sense that she actually appeared to be fairly ordinary, kind, and perhaps a bit shy, compared to everyone else's strong personalities. This girl might be a good starting point as someone to talk with so that Karin herself could adjust into what 'school life' was supposed to be. After all, this was all going to be a new experience for herself as well. And then this new student, much more drastic of a mutant than Sicily, who she didn't seem to catch his name... but being late wasn't a good sign for the first day of class. She wondered if he had personal circumstances, or if he was just absent-minded. Would he get an introduction too? If not, maybe she'd just have to ask later in their own time.

Professor Ritter seemed to also catch on to the popular conversation topic that had polluted their introduction session, the existence of a class representative or class president. It checked out suitably that he address it next, but unfortunately, his words seemed to reinforce the idea that it was actually important, something that Karin thought quite the opposite when hearing the topic be discussed. With such strong personalities in the room, however, she could probably still retain her own point of view anyway, but the end result on whoever else ended up securing the (personally meaningless) title might actually be something she'd have to weigh in on. Koito and Sicily were already pre-emptively excluded from that race in her mind already, from one bringing it up out of nowhere, to a self-nomination simply to contest the other's desire.

But first, Karin would raise her own hand, speaking up first as she gave an intentionally overly kind smile to Yoichi in particular. "While I appreciate your indirect nomination, Miss Gozen, I do not have any interest in representing the class nor the academy." Lowering her hand, the pink-haired girl scanned the rest of the room to observe her classmates. "Given that in the case of an election, many people will want to vote for themselves, I agree that it is in good conduct to have a deeper discussion about one's own personal motivations and desires to be the class representative. I do, however, hope for our sake that this goes beyond a surface level desire to be the face of the new generation." With a pointed gaze of her piercing eyes, Karin's attention settled on Koito, expecting him to pipe up as soon as he had the opportunity, but the floor was open to anyone else if they beat him to the punch. At least, from her classmates' interactions and body language in response to each other, it seemed like there were already several rivalries at hand. This truly was a competitive group of students. Karin expected no less of 1-A.