[The final bell rings and everyone begins to head home. Hirou is seen walking past the school grounds.]
Guy’s Voice: Oi! Takehiko!
[Hirou stops in his tracks and turns to see who called him. Behind him is a group of three delinquent students: A chubby guy with his hair spiked, a slender one with his dress shirt opened, and a muscular looking guy carrying a thick kendo practice sword.]
Hirou (uncaring): Yeah? What is it?
Chubby Guy: Our boss wants to talk to you!
Slender Guy: Right now.
[Hirou lowers his gaze]
Hirou: If I refuse?
Muscular Guy: You have no choice in the matter.
[Hirou shifts his gaze away as if he is uninterested]
Hirou: Oh well…
[Begins to walk away]
Hirou: See ya.
Chubby Guy: Where do you think ur goin!? We ain’t through wit you!!!
Cocky Voice: Relax Naoto.
[The three guys turn to look at a semi-built boy, about Hirou’s age standing behind them. He has his shirt opened and walks with his hand in his pockets.]
Group: Boss!
[Hirou stops and turns to see the one the group called Boss. The Boss walks past his group and stops in front of them.]
Boss: (heh) For refusing my offer, I’ll put you in your place right here in front of everyone.
Hirou: Aizawa...from what I hear, you fit the profile of someone who doesn’t know their place at this school.
[Different shots of what Hirou says appear as he lists them off.]
Hirou: Picking fights with random people, beating up anyone who looks at you wrong even if they’re girls, acting like some perverted pig around campus.
[Scene shifts back.]
Hirou: You must feel real tough huh? To have that much power in this school just because you’re daddy is a company president. Too bad you’re so damn stupid that you’re stuck in this school.
[Aizawa’s group starts to get restless as Hirou continues to insult their boss.]
Hirou: Anyway, I really don’t have time to waste with you Aizawa.
[Hirou’s begins to walk away again. One of them tries to attack Hirou from behind but Aizawa stops him.]
Chubby Guy: Boss! Why are you stopping me!?
Aizawa: It’s fine Naoto. Takehiko is just trying to fight me with words like some hot-shot pre Madonna. It’s real pathetic!
[Hirou stops in his tracks after hearing Aizawa’s last comment. He turns to look at Aizawa.]
Hirou: What…did you just say?
[Aizawa walks to Hirou and stops right in front of him.]
Aizawa: You heard me…ya pathetic loser...
[Aizawa spits in Hirou’s face then pulls a fast right hook and connects his punch. Hirou stumbles a bit but is able to keep standing after the punch.]
Aizawa: Where’s your words now, huh smart-ass!
[Hirou slowly composes himself and glares at Aizawa.]
Hirou: …right here.
