Isami Katsuo races down the halls of the school, screaming and yelling in exhilaration. He made a good choice, enrolling himself in this school, for he did it for entertainment and already he was excited, nervous, and slightly scared. Katsuo stopped abruptly and his long black hair was thrown across his face.
Katsuo was a Derox, masters of Earth, however they were also blind. So, Katsuo wore a blindfold wrapped over his eyes to prevent others to see them. However, this wasn't all that was odd about Katsuo's face. He also had a tatoo on his forehead of a long bloodred cross.
"Well, it smells like those students I had been following went into this classroom." Katsuo spoke with a british accent.
Katsuo ripped open the door and calmly walked inside. Within moments he tripped on a desk, slipped on a pencil, and fell over a bookbag. Each time, he stood up and smiled awkwardly at the classmates who were giggling at him. In his mind he thought, 'I am the King of Aerth, how dare they laugh at me!' But out loud he didn't dare say such a thing. You never know where spies and assassins are lurking ready to take the young king's life.
Katsuo slowly walked down the aisles of desks before choosing one to sit in. "Wait, why is this desk all squishy?" Katsuo facepalmed at his own stupidity and then leapt out of the seat. "I am so sorry, fellow classmate. I hadn't realized someone was sotting there."
As he spoke he began backing up until he fell, backwards, over another desk and another student. "I-I am so sorry classmates, I will just sit over here!" He ran over to a trashcan and sat on top of it. 'That was so pathetic,' he thought.