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The auditorium was gigantic. Corvo had never seen anything like it. My middle school could never afford something like this, he thought. Standing righteously in the middle of U.A.’s great hall was none other than Pro Hero, Heavens Man himself. Corvo looked judgmentally at the hero’s attire. Doesn’t he get cold? Corvo himself was wearing a green, rolled up, long sleeve t-shirt, with a pair of jeans and white sneakers.
Soon enough, after all the participants had gathered, Heavens Man began to speak. His voice echoed across the auditorium, reaching the ears of those even in the farthest corners. Once he had finished giving a speech and instructions, Corvo headed towards the monitors in the back, looking through the list of names to find where he would be residing from now on.
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Corvo entered the common area, having had the chance to admire the building from outside already. Inside, he found a group of interesting characters. They appeared to be introducing themselves. Corvo had no interest in this. He gave the room, and its inhabitants, a brief glance before heading towards his dormitory. The aura-wielding student had always been extremely detached. The only connection he had was Boulder—the man who’d convinced him of applying to U.A. in the first place.
On his way to the dorm, Corvo found another participant lying in wait. He was a tall, blonde male, with a white button up shirt and brown slacks. He was leaning against a wall with his hands over his head. Corvo said nothing to him as he passed. It was only when he had reached the door to his room that the guy spoke. “That was quite the exam, huh?” His voice sounded as relaxed as his posture. “Never thought I’d actually make it with my quirk.” The boy raised his hand and watch began to hover in between him and Corvo.
“Telekinesis?” Corvo presumed.
“Bingo,” said the boy. “I’m Jay, by the way. Jay Rivers.”
“Corvo,” he said gruffly. “Corvo Damiano.”
“Corvo? You’ve got an interesting name there,” Jay lowered the watch he had been carrying/levitating, bringing it back down onto his hand. “You don’t seem like the type to make friends, but I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around,” he uttered.
Corvo stared at the boy for a little while longer, scrutinizing him before giving an unenthusiastic, “Yeah,” and heading into his room.
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