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"You should totally join, Kouta! It's a chance to be in the same club as EMI!"
A young girl's voice came out, lecturing Kouta for his general awkwardness, lack of a club, of more friends and, really, any info or anything of the sort on Emi, their favorite vlogger. So, when in a passing line, he let out that they were planning on getting new people into their club, everyone seemed to be on Kouta's ass over that, wanting him to create a direct line of "contact" with Emi. It wasn't like he was in any position to say no, so, eventually, he had to say yes.

But god help him, were the hallways always this busy and lively!? There were so many people he didn't know going everywhere, talking loudly, doing whatever they pleased! There were even tons of girls and, the more he felt like he was being seen, the more panicked he got. It wasn't like he could use his quirk to hide, it was in the middle of day right now!
But there was an idea that popped into his mind once he saw Kazu pass by at a certain distance. Gathering some courage, he sneaked up to Kazu as quickly as he could, activating his transformation and, by always hovering quietly within his shadow, he managed to activate his invisibility, being pretty much unnoticeable to everyone, with how they were casual and not really looking for differences in their eyesight.

Of course, he planned to catch a ride on Kazu's shadow for a few minutes, then go on his way to the planned place to talk to Emi. Luckily, however, it turned out that he went right to that exact place, asking them if they needed more aides. Figuring that it was his chance to come out, even if looking at TWO girls horrified him, he still came to vision, being quite the sight to come out of Kazu's shadow: a hovering, completely jet-black creature, with veins pulsating over his entire body, a cape around his entire body passively fluttering, even though there was no wind.

"Uhm! Ah, I want to join the c-club too.."
In his youthful, yet twisted and slightly cavernous voice, the creature who was still looking down, unable to really face Emi or the other girl he didn't know, he slowly landed, so that he could quickly revert into his human form, that shadow surrounding his body wilting away like smoke. Now, in his place, only stood the young, small Kouta, with his eternally messy pink hair, slightly-loose U.A. uniform and backpack. He really wasn't flashy at all.

save for the hair, o'course.

"AH! SHI-CRAP!"

Somewhat jumping forward* from the sudden appearance of Kouta, the young chronicler of the world manages to compose himself after a couple of seconds trying to grab his breath. "Y-you were....ho-how...ahahahhaa....ahahha...H-hello there again, Kouta." He adjusts his ascot trying to pull back together the seams that make him appear as the well-composed and stoic chronicler...even though he has never ever, for once in his whole life, been able to do that. It's odd how personal views on things can misguide someone's intent on doing things.

Coughing and straightening his throat, he attempts to ponder up a proper introduction. Which, to be fair, is quite simple for the chronicler of the world. Indeed, this is nothing more than a parlor's trick. A simple child's game, the act of introducing oneself. "Well, I suppose...The name is Kaz Fureu, chronicler of the world, 1-B class president, and avid reader and occasional bird watcher. Need anything else be said? Well, yes actually. I am quite skilled in the art of recording down facts and situation in a concise and readable way, what with being a chronicler, of course. School events, important sightings, even the very weather...I note it all."

As much as he tries to play it off as something impressive, to Emi it should be somewhat obvious as to why Kazu does this. After all, if you can't remember well, might as well write it all down. If anything, it only helped him improve his writing skills, what with the constant shorthand as well as long flowery paragraphs and small mini charts with data written down accordingly. It's all in the name of keeping memory. So might as well make a performance out of it, he thought to himself when coming up with the Chronicler character.

He smirks with a somewhat confident grin, then looks at Emi. She's um...she's kinda staring at him. With a somewhat intense glare**

"...Al-also I, um...I'm a fledging actor." Kazu looks at the ground and murmurs to himself, somewhat embarrassed, then coughs a bit as he looks to his fellow students.

"Well then, enough about me, ahaha." He forces a smirk. "What about the others?"

*It was more of a sudden leap to the side, and then him trying to regain his stance after stumbling a bit
** Despite Emi more likely to have such a non-interest in Kaz's "chronicler" shtick, he mistakes it for that.

Despite his somewhat shaky introduction (by his standards, not even a proper rejoicing, come on man what is wrong with you?!), Emi appears to be impressed, amused at best. Well then, the first hurdle has been overcome so thats all fine and dandy, thought Kazu to himself. He begins to mentally check off a list of things that he has to do right in this meeting: Have a good introduction, tell them about his virtues, and impress them with his detailed note taking. He might have to bring out his non-chronicler pieces to even stand a chance among them all. Such is the battleground known as reporting. His fellow classmates have their qualities. Kouta is, well, Kouta. His power is something to be marveled at, and yet his inherit nature could cause conflict. And this Shizume...Shizume is....who the heck knows. She likes to rhyme a lot, though. She's like an enigma that is apparently related to someone famous? Who knows.

Showing off her ability, Emi asked them to do the same, and then added something else. It was like a sort of introspective forced upon others, as if it was a way to test their mettle on obtaining the truth on others. That or she's deriving some sort of weird sick pleasure from this situation, seeing people squirm around not wanting to reveal anything. That's the thing with news; sometimes the truth isn't as well received or even wanted in the first place, especially if its a truth about themselves. It's a sad fact in life, Kazu thinks to himself while also conveniently ignoring the whole "IM A CHRONICLER" show of display he was doing.

"Well then, it makes sense. After all, if we cannot divulge our truths, then what point is there in others trusting our reports on the situation?" He nods to himself. "Hmm, I should probably start us off." He holds out his right hand, with the palm out. "You gave us a show of your power, so it would be impolite to us to just simply state it without revealing it." Metal starts leaking before amassing into a ball, before he readies it into its typical book form. "Any form I want. Be it a blade, a pole, whip, or even a shield. It can be done." He forms it into a dagger, similar to Emi's before using his other hand to form it into a longer blade. "Solid, liquid, doesn't matter. It is what it is. Plain and straightforward. Interesting, no?" He then "presses" his hands together, absorbing the Metal back into his body, and lets out a huge sigh.

"An-anyway. Questions, yes." He looks at Kouta. Something that isn't obvious, hmmmm. Can't be his quirk then. "Hmm..." he places his hands in his pocket. He then looks at Shizume. Now that he can ask questions, but those are easy and to the point, like "are you actually famous?" and "why do you rhyme?" So then, what can he ask? "Shizume. Say you weren't related to...that ancestor of yours. Would you still be like this? Your nature, so to speak? And also....hmmmm...Why do you rhyme a lot? Is it pride in yourself?" So much for not asking the easy questions. But to be frank, he really doesn't know anything about her. So there are a lot of stuff that isn't obvious about her. Now it's Kouta. "Do you enjoy Crow's Nest simply because you see yourself in the main protagonist, or is there something else. Also, you always seems gloomy after using your quirk. Why is that?" he asks him while nodding his head. "I'm guessing we ask you question at the end, Miss Tachibana? Because right now, the only one I have is, well, 'what do you find interesting about the truth,' and that's not two questions, so..." he shrugs. "Anyway, those are my questions. I'll attempt to answer any that you throw at me." The way he asked these questions weren't the usual "chronicler" way. It was more subdued than normal, as if it was Kazu's real nature. Still weird that he decided on that first question for Kouta.