<span style="font-style: italic">A young teen is the most popular guy at school yet every so often freaky things happen around him. A new strange occurance happens. Now these strange occurances are developments of new powers. However, he doesn't believe in things of the supernatural such as psychics. There is a new girl at school who does however believe in them and quite strongly. One day one of those "freak accidents" happens when there is only him and the girl around....</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/4aoec0eo-2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Kenji Kikawashi<br/>Age: 16 1/2<br/>Race: Human<br/>School Status: Mr. Popular<br/>Skills: Psionics (refuses to acknowledge)<br/>Basic Personality: Kind, Cool, Calm, Centered, Protective, Easy Going, Understanding, Strong<br/><br/>Kenji was a very popular guy. All the guys wanted to be him. All the girls wanted to be with him. He had his own "possee" or people that followed him. His closest friends but the school board, including the teachers, called them his possee. He excelled in sports and didn't do that badly in academics. He wasn't a know it all but he sure as hell was far from a stupid jock. His hair had two long braids in the front and the rest was short cropped strands of hair. He got the blond hair from his mother as his father had jet black hair. He would protect the little guy, usually a nerd or a geek or someone who wasn't able to stick up for themselves, despite the crap he got for it from his buddies.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Earlier that day...</span><br/><br/>Kenji was running late for school. Every so often strange things happened. For example, two days ago a car almost hit him and two seconds later three of the overhead street lights bulbs exploded. The car then ran into a wall of trashcans. It was like it had been sent careening out of control. It was like strange things happened and other people saw it. Paranormal activity just did NOT exist. Well after a strange very realistic dream about some girl he didn't even know last night, he barely had any sleep. He hit his head on the headboard and yelled. Something had then fallen off the night stand more than a foot away from the bed. He played it off as the wall vibrations rolled it off. Weird shit just happened. He did not believe in supernatural beings or powers. That was stuff used in television shows and movies for classic action effects. Things like that never happened in real life. That was his belief anyways. That the fact he was always around when these strange events happened did not for a second dawn on his mind.<br/><br/>He was running late as it was. His mother yelled for him to get down here yet again. Just how long had his alarm been going off? He bashed his fist down on it and silenced the blaring annoyance. He then scrambled into the bathroom. Took an uber fast shower and brushed out his hair. Braiding the two bangs tightly and hair banded them off. Then ran into the bedroom and threw on some boxers. Jumping around as he slid into his pants one leg at a time. Then pulled them up. A quick zip and a snap of the button and he searched for a clean shirt. Grabbing one off the hanger and heard it snap as it broke. "Damn." He then put on socks while hopping on the foot that wasn't being sockified. He then bounced around a bit putting on shoes and tying them. Rushing downstairs and out to the car with his mother honking the horn the whole time.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">At lunch time right as the lunch bell rings...</span><br/><br/>He was talking with his buddies when he heard a scream from the hallway. He jumped up. Sounded like one of the freshman boys. "Be right back. Brice is at it again." He informed them. His buddies just looked at each other as he took off without giving them a chance to protest. There was still kids coming and going in the hallways. There bullying a glasses wearing freshman boy was Brice. Shoving him around and into the lockers in the hallway. Calling him names like nerd and geek. The fact he was shoving around a freshman just pissed him off. The lockers rattled for a second. "Leave him alone Brice." he said. His tone a no nonsense don't push me one. He popped his knuckles. "Of course I'll more than gladly make a punk like you listen." The guy was a senior pain in the ass. He was a rising junior who would deal with him anyways.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Brice was shoving the freshman around. "Stupid little nerd. Give me your lunch money. Don't make me rough you up a lot. Make you go crying to your mother." He said. Slamming into a locker. He turned holding the guy with his fist in his shirt. "Really? You think you can take me Kenji? You got lucky the last time." He slammed the kid backwards onto his back and turned to face Kenji. "Bring it punk."</span><br/><br/>Kenji's temper flared. "I don't need luck to kick your ass." As Brice slammed the freshman into the ground his anger soared through the roof. The lockers all slammed open and shut. Things flew out as he and Brice got into a fist fight. His sucker punch to the jaw sent the guy flying over and backwards. Too many people had moved to the sides of the hallway but nobody knew why the lockers suddenly slammed open and shut. All of the ones up and down the sides of the hallways had done so at the exact same time. He picked the freshman up who thanked him. "Don't worry about it." He said. Just walking back over to his friends who started ragging on him for saving a nobody. "Don't push it bros...you ain't the leader here I am." He said. Going back to eating his lunch.<br/><br/>Lunch soon was over and everybody headed to their final classes of the day. He groaned...history. That teacher droned on like a monotoned class robot. He sighed and sat down. Mutterings and murmurings going around the classroom about the events that happened in the hallway. Not so much about the fact that Kenji beat up the senior Brice again. No it was clearly and audibly about how all through every hallway in a straight line every single locker flew open and shut multiple times and some lockers had their stuff fly out of it. He stopped zoning out for the moment when the teacher cleared his throat. Great what did sir drones a lot have to say? He watched the man wave over a young woman. He studied her as she was introduced. She seemed interesting. He listened as the man said where she was from. He hadn't been there before.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Mr. Hendrix waved over the young woman standing off to the side. "Class we have a new student. She is from the city of Fukuoka. Her name is Yukiko Asaname. Miss Asaname please go sit in the open seat next to Mr. Kikawashi. He is the golden haired fellow in the middle of the second row." He then proceeded to start teaching.</span>