[Espy]

Hayato strolled across the campus -- nonchalant, even though classes had long since become. He wasn't trying to play the delinquent; he just simply didn't care today. Halfheartedly, he combed his hand quickly through his shaggy black hair and adjusted his bag. It was...insanely heavy this year.

Looking around, he realized that he was one of the very few humans...Not at all fazed by this fact, he glanced down at his right arm. It made him feel more secure -- not that he had ever felt insecure in the first place. Hayato knew that, while he didn't look like much, he had a decent knowledge and skill with different martial arts to be able to avoid being bullied the first few days of school.