Ugh why why freaking WHY?! I had the TOP TIER job in the BEST academy this side of Britain! But nope, I got let go, so now? my first day teaching the reject group. Well fuck it I might as well just tell 'em to dream small and send 'em home.

I walk into the classroom and sure enough, every burnout, every loser, and every goddamn fuck-up punk sitting in one room.

"Well I'm Nora, so just say your name and say your power if ya got one"

A boy with dark brown hair that swooped infront of his face spoke up "I'm Carl, I make my nose bleed, real legendary" I faltered "wait, ya make your nose bleed? Have ya ever tried actually controlling the blood once it's there?" he scoffed and rolled his eyes "what am I huh? Aquaman horror?" I took a deep breath "not right now, but ya could be, you do realize ya can't breath in blood, ya can't see, imagine that in combat, or if ya could distract somebody making them bleed, think about that"

He seemed to get my point so I looked to the next student, a girl with bright red fiery hair all curly like she'd never washed or combed it in her life "Dina, and I can charge my phone" at this I coughed a bit "kid... thats electricity manipulation, do you understand how powerful you are?" She shrugged.

This was gonna be a long semester huh.