I will strive beyond this cursed bloodline!

Chapter 10: Class starts! (I promise this time is real!)

The classroom was nice enough. It was a large and spacious room, designed to accommodate a large type of people. Some triggered had weird modifications done to their bodies after all. The walls were painted in bold colors and adorned with posters of famous superheroes and villains. The front of the classroom featured a large screen instead of a whiteboard. The seats likewise had holoscreens installed on the desks for each student. Allowing students to access the latest information and training materials provided. A small note on the student's books said to not try to abuse the internal network connection and that these didn't have an internet connection.

The room was normal enough. But this wasn't the main point to take for this. No no no. There was something more important here to take note of.

Her classmates, or the ones for this class anyway. There was a sea of colors in front of her, granted most heroes had weird colors in their hair. In her old school, she was somewhat special with her blonde hair, there were more blondes around of course. But her hair always was more impressive than the rest.

Part of the reason being the weird Magics her mother fussed about for haircare. That and the weird alchemical shampoos she concocted in a cauldron. That woman was closer to a witch (A traditional one) than the world knew.

But here? Here be colors.

All the colors in the rainbow, it was funny how she even if still had the best and better-cared hair, it was...Normal.

From green to violet, from red to blue, and there was this one girl that looked as if her hair was a galaxy.

There was only one person with a more common color in the hair. And that was a black-haired guy being harassed by a red-haired girl, Elizabeth obviously ignored those two.

They reeked of tropes, probably a childhood romance or something, no one that triggered was normal.

And that was another blessed thing to rejoice for. The reason no pink-haired girl was stuck to her was that this class was for powereds.

So the pink-haired girl couldn't come!

There were a few pink-haired girls here too, but Elizabeth had learned her lesson and stayed far away from them. They only fussed amongst themselves for now...Not a single one of them had a motif of hearts on them though...

And the shade of pink was somewhat clearer...So maybe they weren't dangerous pink-haired girls?

She wouldn't risk it for now.

Too much was at stake already to take such an unwanted risk.

And besides, Mother always said to not test the pink-haired girls till you knew their type. So testing was in order.

For now, she would mingle with the other girls in banal chattering while waiting for the teacher to come.

Perhaps she could even learn something new about how to deal with her now grayed-out skill... Not that she wanted to test the skill again. Not unless she found one of those thresholds and broke past it to strengthen her body first.

So she would mingle and chat with her classmates, find those that would be useful, and decide what type of student she would pose as...

If there wasn't a smartass she wouldn't mind filling that in...

But there were risks to that role in this school, this one taught not only heroes but prospective villains too after all.

And if the posters on the walls were something to go by, they aimed for the big leagues. Some posters were of A-tier villains as well as heroes. If one of these classmates ended on that category...