By the time Kikidori made it to his first class, his desk was already vandalized. Someone had scrawled "Level 1 loser" across the surface. He sat down and stared at it, trying to ignore the whispers and giggles around him.
The teacher, Mr. Gravok, entered the room. A Level 9 telekinetic, Gravok was one of the most respected—and feared—teachers at the school. But even he wasn't above taking cheap shots at Kikidori.
"Ah, Kikidori," Gravok said, his deep voice laced with mockery. "Still powerless, I see. Tell me, do you enjoy being the weakest link in this illustrious institution?"
The class erupted in laughter, and Kikidori sank lower in his chair.
"No, sir," he muttered.
"Speak up! Even a Level 1 should have a voice!" Gravok smirked.
"No, sir," Kikidori repeated, louder this time.
"Pathetic," Gravok said, turning his attention to the rest of the class.