The Social Experiment (Under reconstruction)

Chapter 6

" Okishima please step forward." I waved my hand up and walked forward.

" Since you scored the highest in both the physical and written exam you will be going first." I sighed.

" Can I have a few minutes to stretch?" I asked already jumping up and doing a handstand. I heard a few cracks as I leant my feet downward so that they were touching the back of my head. I heard a lot of gasps and I just laughed. I raised my legs up again and jumped to my feet.

" Alright Sensei what's first?" He looked at me and then raised his hand.

" You will have a one on one with me." I shrugged.

" Easy enough."

He nodded and then motioned for me to come at him. I ran at him not activating my quirk. I don't need a quirk to bring him to his knees.

I threw a punch that he quickly dodged but I swiftly grabbed his right arm and twisted it backwards. I spun him around and placed my foot on his back, with a rough force I slammed his body to the ground his face in the dirt and arm pinned behind him back and his capture tape in my other hand.

" My you didn't even use your quirk. Impressive."

I got off of him and raised my arms above my head stretching.

" I didn't need to use it. It would've been useless against yours."

He stood up and in an instant I swiftly turned around and grabbed the capture tape as it was coming at me.

" Tell me how is it you didn't get recommended?" I shrugged.

" Because only spoiled rats get in on recommendations. They don't give two flying shits about the people who aren't filthy rich."
Sensei's eyes widened.

" Spoiled rats?" I rolled my eyes again.

" The peppermint haired boy and the huge ponytail girl. They both got in on recommendations and are filthy rich. Makes me sick." I walked away and sat on a bench.

" You shouldn't assume if someone is rich or not it's extremely disrespectful!" I growl and felt my hands beginning to sizzle.

" DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?! I WASN'T EVEN TALKING TO YOU!!" I yelled out as my wings burned through my clothes and outstretched themselves and sparks popped in my palms.

" Holy crap he has wings! They look like they are made of fire! That's so manly!" I looked over at the kirishmia boy and saw his eyes twinkling in amazement.

I relaxed my shoulders and let my wings fold in but stay out. I stopped them from producing fire so that they wouldn't burn my clothes. I sighed and felt the students surround me.