Sitting rather comfortable in his seat, Hidemi tuned in to some of the conversations going on around the room. Seems Ramiris, the maker of ridiculous titles, is now forcing one of his subjects to become her maid. I mean Hidemi himself have plenty of butlers and maids there for himself, including his personal one, Jiro, given to him by his parents, but she seems to have an obsession of making her classmates her maids and butlers...or is it slaves. Then he looked back to the door where the red haired girl was and notices her head was clean cut off, or it would be had Hidemi not assumed it was just her quirk. Again, she seemed to be doing this for attention similar to the other girl with obsessions to maids and why not. Are they here to be a pro hero or are they here because it would be all fun and games to them. Hidemi just shook his head and ignored it.
This class...is going to be a pain in my neck.
He hoped that the students would be more behaved and mature enough to become heroes, heck, even Hidemi himself isn't exactly mature himself due to the high expectations of his parents, but at least he doesn't need to make himself the center of attention like a few of them are doing at the moment.
It wasn't until someone approached Hidemi sitting there that Hidemi's brooding thoughts were interrupted. A young, dark brown haired boy who seems very innocent at first glance and seemed a bit spooked from the red haired girl's prank. He seemed a bit finicky and a bit shy too from the looks of it. Seems like a harmless person to him, though he could see some of those traits to be a bit annoying to him, but something he could help out with if needed. His response seemed to have surprised him quite a bit. Not too many people really compliment him on his looks, even his hair. But quickly shy away after saying something that was nice to him. Perhaps he, too, is interested in look as good as the mighty Hidemi.
After he was taking back from the boy's compliment, he notices a young silver haired girl sitting right behind him, he'd meant to sit far from some of the students, but didn't pay attention to the seating around him after entering the room. The young girl introduced herself as Chitose Fukuhara, the young boy who complimented his hair was Kaori, and beside her was her twin brother, Eisuke Fukuhara, who had very similar features as him that had Hidemi double take on Eisuke carefully. Hidemi was quite surprised at this turnout, he wasn't expecting to have others approach him with his current behavior, but it seems he underestimated himself with that idea. He remembers his mother's words suddenly after thinking about it.
Remember, those of lower standards are fools you don't want to talk to, treat them like we would.
The thought of his mother's words made Hidemi gritted his teeth in anger, at first this would make the three suspect they might've pissed him off with that movement. Hidemi then cleared his mind and took a breath.
No, don't fall into mother's trap. You're here to learn and make friends, and allies, not treat them like dirt. His thoughts continue to torment him throughout his life thanks to the harsh parenting of his parents, it was time to start swaying away from it, even though he might pay for it later. He looked back at the three with a soft smile on his face.
"Not to worry." Hidemi responded with a small smile.
"Not too many people compliment my hair too often. It honestly feels nice." Of course, not many people would approach him at school either, just hearing gossips about him being a handsome boy with a nice hair. But it is the first time someone told it to him in front. Guess this class isn't all too bad to him. It was then that Chitose now asked for the young man's name in return. Hidemi looked at all three of them for a bit and observed them.
Chitose, Kaori, Eisuke,
Seem like good people to have as allies starting out.
"...Hidemi Isobe. Son of the wealthy Isobe Family. One of the more respected families in Musutafu. You might have heard of them as my parents used some of their money to help charities and provide other homeless people around the city with clothes and other supplies while working and getting shelters up for them." Hidemi introduced himself to the small gang. Of course, while true to what he said, it was different from the usual helping out cause they care and more of for their reputation, of course, no one, save the most suspicious, would dare accuse them for any kind of shady business if they go out their way to help others most of the time. Of course, Hidemi seems to be aware of their parent's hidden agenda, but with eyes on him, he wouldn't dare say anything that could get him in even bigger trouble. The only thing he can do is just play along with his parent's plans until the right time hits. He awaited any responses from either three of them and questions if they had any.
Asuga blinks, slightly taken aback that she's been spotted amidst the cacophony of the rest of the class. But then the guitar is something that sticks out. She turns her head to regard her fellow student, suspecting that she's perhaps in good company given that this boy's gone for the back of the class away from the mayhem ahead of them. That and the thrash metal belting out from his headphones.
