A figure materializes in front of the dojo in a blue flash of light. It was a boy, a kid, looking a little over 11 years old. He wore a blue unzipped oversized hoodie with a white fur hood, a black t shirt underneath the jacket, and baggy blue jeans. He had striking blond shaggy hair, which was in his face. He swept his hair out of his face to reveal a blue left eye and a red right eye. He sat on his butt, as if he fell. He got up and dusted himself off and grumbling something. "Stupid faulty shortcuts." He looked around, and his eyes widened at the sight of the gates of the dojo. He put his hands in the pockets of his hoodie and approached the dojo, then knocking. [i]Knock knock knock knock knock. Knock knock.[/i] The rhythmic tap filled the dojo, breaking the silence. He waited. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]