Part 0: Prologue
DING!
The elevator opened on the second floor as he stepped out and onto the floor, seeing multiple academy teachers sitting around chatting and working. He scanned around looking for the Head Administrator, suddenly he saw a hand raised up from the crowd and wave at him.
"Kimura! Over here!!"
A voice called out from where the hand was waving, wasting no time, he walked over but something else caught his attention so suddenly. He turned around, scanning the area as he felt like something just bumped into him. He then heard his name called once again, turning quickly to head over to the administrator. Kimura sat down as he was now face to face with the Head Administrator.
"You were a bit late Kimura."
"Sorry…But it was just two minutes late."
"Yeah, you're right, if it was five minutes, I would have cancelled our meeting."
The Head Administrator lets out a good chuckle as Kimura chuckles nervously along with him, he opens his hand to Kimura as he hands the paper to him. The Administrator looks at it as he opened his other hand so suddenly, an orange folder appeared in his open hand, he opened it to see the academy applicants.
That's a unique ability…
Kimura was astounded by the Administrator's ability as he picked out his application. The Administrator closed the orange folder as it vanished in his hand as he set Kimura's application on the coffee table in-front of them.
Name: Kimura Makoto
Age: 17
DOB: 03/15/XXXX
Height: 5ft 9in (5'9)
Physical Description
Heterochromatic Eyes, Eyepatch over scarred left eye, physically fit body structure, black hair w/ purple tipped highlights, scarred hands & forearms.
Ranking
CLASSIFIED
Esper Ability
CLASSIFIED
Record(s)
CLASSIFIED
"Now…Clarify, why is your ranking, ability and records classified."
"My…Dad has made it classified for only family to know about it…"
The Higher up Administrator sighed, opening the red ink, picked up the seal stamper, and stamping his application at the bottom left corner. Kimura was confused as his classified portion of the application was a clear violation of the school's application guidelines. Why did he… before he could even speak about it, the head administrator spoke before him.
"I also have a child that I have requested classified, She's in the military as of now."
"But why did you really accept me? I clearly violated the guidelines—" but as he was going to ask more, he was cut off by the administrators demanding voice.
"I see potential in you even if your application violates guidelines."
The air around them was tense, the silence was as tense as both of them kept quiet for a good second.
He then signaled Kimura to leave, waving his hand to his right. Kimura caught this immediately as he nodded, standing up and bowing respectfully. He began taking his leave as the High administrator stood up shortly after and walked over to an open window.
Shhhk! Doosh.
He opened a pack of cigarettes as he took one out and lit it up. He began smoking out the open window, leaning forward and resting his arms on the open window. He's letting on a façade most people won't realize… He looked down at his cigarette as he looked at the burning side of the cigarette.
Hopefully…Hopefully the academy doesn't tear this young man apart…
He continued to smoke his cigarette looking down to see Kimura walk out. heading on the path to the main academy building.
***
Part 01: Haven Academy
Kimura arrived at the front doors of the Academy, seeing that the glass doors were smudged. He didn't really mind as he walked into the building, heading over to the line of lockers before stepping up onto the wood floor. G81… he looked walking around the foot lockers and saw his locker, G81. It was in the third line of lockers on the third row horizontally on the fifth row vertically.
Kimura took out a key and put it in the combination keyhole, unlocking the footlocker and he took out a pair of inside shoes. He sat down to put on his shoes as there were two students passing by, both were confused as they'd never seen a student entering this late before.
"Excuse me."
"Hm?" Kimura turned around to see the passerby students, one being male and the other female.
"Are you late to class? You're about five minutes late if you are."
"I…I just transferred here."
Both students looked at each other as they began talking between themselves for a second. Kimura got up after he finished putting on his indoor shoes. Looking at their overall direction, he took a closer observation at the two students. The Female Student had brown eyes, wearing glasses with a black frame, she also had long red hair that flowed with the wind. As for the male student, his hair is in a ponytail, having green hair as it made him stand out, but his yellow eyes brought a warm aura around him.
"Can I get your names? I don't really know where I'm supposed to go."
"Oh sure, I'm Suzuki Ayame, and his name is Yun Ha-Joon."
That caught him off guard for a second as he turned his attention to Yun Ha-Joon. Clean Skin…perfect jawline…probably very fit…Eye candy for girls… He warmed up to Yun as he smiled a bit, introducing himself, "I'm Kimura Makoto, pleasure to meet the both of you.".
Suzuki turned to Yun as she translated for him from Japanese to Korean, looking at her he turned to Kimura and bowed, speaking in Korean, "Pleasure to meet you too.". Suzuki obviously translated that for Kimura as he shook hands with Yun. Just as their meeting was going to end, they all heard something come closer from the left wing.
Tap tap tap tap
The sound of footsteps came over towards their direction as they all looked over, seeing a group of three individuals show up. They were all female as They seemed to set their sights on Suzuki rather than Yun or Kimura. Suzuki began to quietly shiver in fear as the girl in the middle walked forward towards her, being slightly taller than Suzuki with Maple colored hair.
***
"Well IF it isn't the runt. Trying to find new playmates?"
"K-Kaneko, what do you want…?"
"You know what I want Suzuki."
Suzuki looked away from her general direction, forcing herself to break eye contact with each other. Yun didn't understand what they were saying but understood the situation as he grew concerned. "Hey…Look at me when I talk to you!" the girl shouted as she slapped Suzuki across the face.
She looked at Suzuki with a purple hue emitting from her eyes as she threatened, "Give back…what you took from me!" grabbing onto Suzuki's shirt collar. Small purple sparks began sparking out on top of her hand as out of instinct Suzuki grabbed her arm panicking. "K-Kaneko wait a second—" she stuttered, fearing for her own safety. Kaneko smiled hearing her panic, but she felt her left-arm lift, Kaneko turned to see that Yun had grabbed her arm and forced her left arm to let go.
Yun stayed silent as his eyes emitted a yellow hue, as he exhausted air out of his mouth, the back of his throat glowed a yellow color as well.
"Hey pretty, let go of my arm and I'll make sure she doesn't bother you." Kaneko tried convincing Yun as her electric sparks kept popping.
Her words went through one side and out the other as her electricity didn't flinch Yun either. He kept his grip on her even when she tried yanking it out.
"I don't like you picking on my friend." Yun spoke but Kaneko wasn't paying attention as she kept trying to yank her arm out.
"C'mon let go!" She grew worried as she turned around to her friends.
"Don't just stand there! Do something!!!"
The rest of her group rushed in as they tried to pry Yun's hand open with little success. Suzuki snickered as Kaneko looked over at her. "What's so funny bitch!!!" Kaneko shouted, throwing a punch straight towards Suzuki. She flinched as she closed her eyes expecting the punch to connect. She didn't feel the punch as she opened her eyes, her eyes widened as she saw Kaneko's fist right in front of her. Kimura had caught her wrist just in the nick of time as Kaneko was struggling to move her arm any closer.
"You should go if I were you…"
"Or what!!"
"…do you really want to know…"
Kimura's tone of voice had shifted, the aura tone around him had also shifted as his right eye glowed an ink black color. Kimura felt an overwhelming presence coming from Kimura as she quickly yanked her arm out of Kimura's grasp, she felt a shiver down her spine as she tried to yank her arm out of Yun's grip.
Yun let go of her arm as Kaneko began heading down the hallway very quickly. The other two girls stood there confused as they'd never seen their leader do this before. "What are you two waiting for!" she shouted, both scurried to her side at the end of the hallway.
***
Suzuki sighed in relief as she sat down to take a breather, Yun Ha-Joon kneeled touching her forehead, checking if she's well. "You didn't bother using your ability." Yun commented, she smiled it off, replying to him, "Yeah, thankfully I didn't have to fight today.". Yun stood up as Kimura looked down at her.
"Hey, her name was Kaneko correct?"
"Yes, her name is Kaneko Ayaka. We went to the same grade school and…" Suzuki paused.
"And?"
"…and…she was my school bully for as long as I can remember…" Suzuki's voice cracked a bit, beginning to tear up at the thought of it.
Yun pulled out his handkerchief as he knelt and handed it to her. She sniffled and took the handkerchief, wiping her tears and trying to stop her crying. "Thanks Yun…" She commented kindly, he nodded in response as she stood back up, still wiping her eyes but with her school jacket's sleeve.
"I'm…sorry you had to see that…"
"It's alright, I didn't expect someone to break down in-front of me."
"I just…I don't really do that kind of stuff in public…but I guess it made its way out…"
Suzuki composed herself before they began walking down the hall towards their classroom. While they walked towards a section of the building for the first years, Kimura was intrigued by many things, but what caught his attention the most was Suzuki's Bilingual nature.
"Hey Suzuki, You're pretty good with Korean. How do you speak Korean so well?"
"Oh, I'm Korean on my moms' side, I learned Korean from her."
"That explains why you're really fluent in it."
"Well… what'd you expect?"
"I don't know…Yun teaching you?"
Yun looked over at them hearing his name and confused on what they're talking about. Suzuki then translated and summarized their small conversation to him; He seemed just as surprised as Kimura. You guys are always surprised about the slightest things… Suzuki sighed, walking slightly faster than both Kimura and Yun. Both looked at each other as they easily caught up to her walking speed.
"Well, We're here Kimura."
Suzuki stopped in front of a classroom, the sign on top saying 'A-15, First Years' Homeroom'. Suzuki peeked into the classroom through the door's glass, seeing their seats still empty as it was filled with other first years and the teacher's voice. "Get ready to be bombarded Yun…" she told him; Yun nodded as Kimura took a couple steps back from the door.
Shhhk!
The door slid open as the students and the teacher looked over at Yun and Suzuki, she waved at everyone nervously as Yun gave a casual wave with a warm smile. Most of the girls in the class waved back at Yun as the teacher sighed at both.
"Yun…Suzuki…Tardy once again…" he took off his glasses to wipe the lenses.
"S-sorry Teach, we actually ran into a transfer student."
"Oh? I don't remember being assigned a transfer student." He responded, putting on his glasses.
Suzuki walked back to the door and looked out to see Kimura leaning on the wall. He looked over as she signaled him to come in. Kimura stood up as he heard commotion from the class inside. Kimura then walked into the classroom, seeing the other students within the class. They all looked at him as Kimura turned his sights to the teacher.
"Huh. I guess I was assigned a new student. Yun, Suzuki, go sit down."
"Yes teach."
Suzuki responded as he translated it to Yun, they both walked to their seats as they sat next to each other. Kimura looked at the other students as the teacher began introducing him to the class. He scanned the area as he saw one student in the back, he had black hair like him, but his eyes were both blue.
The student and Kimura both made eye contact, both sensing each other as they glared at each other as if they knew one another. "Kimura? Kimura!" The teacher shouted, making him break eye contact and look over at the teacher. "Choose a seat." He said as Suzuki had an empty seat on her right, near the window. Kimura walked over to Suzuki as he sat down in the seat. Suzuki smiled as the teacher continued class where he left off.
***
DING DIING DIING!
The academy bell rang as students began getting up and putting their books away. Kimura was also putting away his books looking down into his bag and organizing it. The teacher then walked over to his seat, tapping on his desk two times to get his attention. Kimura looked up at the teacher a little worried as he explained, "I need you to stay after class, you're not in trouble.".
Suzuki and Yun looked at him a little worried as well but had to leave because it was their breaktime. Once the classroom was empty, Kimura stood at the teacher's desk as the teacher took out his lunchbox.
"I wasn't notified about your arrival."
"Oh…I thought the administrator notified my teachers."
"Well, I guess they're not doing their job as well…"
Kimura saw him eat his lunch as he saw his nameplate sitting on his desk, Mr. Vallance. Vallance sighed as he swallowed his food and looked up at Kimura. Kimura looked at him confused and wondering if he'll be able to leave, Vallance then finished eating half of his lunchbox as he set it down.
"Kimura, you can leave now."
"R-Really?" His eyes lit up.
"Yes, but before you go, I should give you some advice."
"Which is…?" he asked confused.
"Don't trust everyone you meet Kimura; you'd be surprised on how many people will turn their back on you when things get dire." Vallance said a bit unexpectedly.
Kimura was stunned to hear about this but wasn't too fazed at that fact. He nodded politely as he left Vallance's homeroom. I know the feeling all too well Teach…It happened to me…way too many times… Kimura walked down the hallway towards the cafeteria. While walking, he accidentally bumped into another student's shoulder. "Sorr—" as he was going to apologize, he felt a swift punch to the face, crashing into the lockers along a wall. That completely caught Kimura off guard as he felt himself being picked up by his uniform jacket.
"Got a problem?"
"..."
The student stood over Kimura as other students crowded around to see, Kimura's daze slowly faded as he got to see the student that threw him onto a bunch of lockers. The student had red hair like Suzuki, but it was greasy, and his eyes glowed a red color as well.
"Well? Are you going to apologize asshole?" he commented as he raised up a fist ready to pummel Kimura.
"Just…think fast…" Kimura chuckled, slamming his fist first into his abdomen, Kimura's right eye glowing black once again.
A black static shock went through the students' body as he stumbled over spasming uncontrollably, like he was hit with a taser. Kimura then picked him up by his uniform's jacket and asked, "Are you going to apologize? I tried.". Before he could hear a word come out of the student's mouth, Kimura heard a whistling sound.
WOOOOSH!
A book flew past his head, making a small cut on his cheek. Kimura turned his attention to where the book was thrown. A male student with blue hair and blue eyes stood across them, his hands in his pockets as more books floated beside him. Kimura raised an eyebrow confused but a second later a book slammed into his face. Kimura stumbled back as he moved the book, looking at the student as he ducked under a flying book.
Great dealing with another one…
Kimura opened his hand as black electricity sparked in his palm. The blue haired student observed his sparking hand as he recognized the electricity. Kimura then underhanded a bolt of lightning at the student as he jerked his head back.
Now's my chance!
Kimura bolted towards the student as they raised their left hand up. He flicked his wrist sideways, pointing towards the window as a bunch of lockers flew towards Kimura from the side.
Catching him off guard, Kimura burst through the window and the wall broke through from the lockers being thrown. He landed on his side dragging his right shoulder into the ground. Ugh…Fuck I wasn't expecting that… Kimura picked himself up from the floor as the blue haired student stepped out from the crack in the wall.
"Are you done?"
"What?"
"Are. You. done?"
Does he think I was picking on the other guy…?
Kimura stood up on his feet raising his hands up to his shoulders, showing that he didn't want to fight. "Look, let's just calmly figure this out." He asked of him, but the student kept his guard up, squinting angerly at Kimura.
"Look, the guy started the fight first, I just hit him like once."
"That's not what it looked like from my view."
Stuff began floating around the blue haired individual, Kimura then analyzed their ability as he narrowed it down. Telekinesis…no…he'd have to touch the lockers…air manipulation…? He lowered his hands as the student then flicked his finger at kimura. One of the lockers on the ground then flung towards Kimura. He quickly ducked underneath the locker as another one was sent right after. Kimura's right eye glowed again as his black electricity sparked up, slamming his fist upwards and launching the locker at an angle.
The student seemed surprised as Kimura had the electricity sparks jump all around him erratically. Kimura exhaled a bit heavily as the student would throw the remaining lockers at Kimura. he zipped past the lockers and zipped towards him, Kimura zig-zagged towards the student as he chucked a lightning bolt at him, the student dodged once again but didn't see a second one coming right where he was going.
He quickly pushed himself again as Kimura was already in striking range, throwing a punch across the face before spinning around and kicking him on the side of the head. Kimura sent the student flying sideways as he rolled alongst the floor a few feet away, Kimura looked over at his general direction as he started to get back up.
Just stay down…
The glow from Kimura's right eye left as he felt a shock in his chest, dropping to one knee as he clenched his hand on his chest. That…really hurt… he breathed heavily, looking down at his own chest for any injuries. He turned his attention to the student as he laid on the ground unconscious.
***
Kimura and the blue haired student went to the infirmary shortly after, being handed a cleanup note afterwards. "Your first day here and you're already causing trouble Kimura." Suzuki scolded him, hitting him over the head as punishment. Kimura held his head as he had a small Band-Aid on his left cheek. Yun sighed as he sat down on a metal chair and Suzuki sat down on a metal chair as well.
"You could have been seriously hurt Kimura, what would we do if you did?"
"Um…Well…" he scratched the back of his head, thinking of a response.
"You don't really think it through, that's all I have to say."
"That's…True."
Kimura looked down at his right hand as he saw the black spark on his hand again. He didn't know what to say back to reassure Suzuki. He looked up at her and she was already looking away, Kimura sighed as he replied, "I'll be fine.", seeing her look at him and he gave her a thumbs up. It worked a bit as Suzuki felt enlightened, giving a thumbs up back, she got up from her seat as Yun looked up.
"C'mon, we're leaving Yun, we have class."
"Oh. right."
Yun got up as they waved goodbye to Kimura, he waved back as he heard a thud from the infirmary door. "Must be nice to have good friends." A voice came from his right, he looked over and moved the curtains, seeing the blue-haired student sitting up as well. "It must be really nice to have friends who don't stab you in the back…" he said, looking down at the hospital blanket.
"Well, you can always look for new friends y'know."
"What moron would do that in this academy…?" He turned his head to Kimura.
"It's not hard to try. You're already looking at me as if you want to be my friend."
"I…"
The blue haired student sighed, blinking as he looked at Kimura straightly, saying "I'm Yamada Kenji. First year…". He lends his hand out for a handshake as Kimura lightly smiled, replying, "I'm Kimura Makoto—" shaking his hand "—First year as well.".