Kojou's initial shock resulted with the ease that the teacher managed to simply dodge his first two punches. A long time vet in fights, he knew how difficult repeated dodges could get, hence his own style of simply attacking a striking limb instead. However, this guy simply dance around two punches this guy's good but-. His line of thought was interrupted when his knee felt like it slammed into a solid wall. Kojou found himself only staring, utterly dumbfounded at the instance while every last ounce of sense in him said this shouldn't be possible. But here it was, his leg was stopped and despite all his efforts it was being suppressed with no apparent exertion from his counterpart.
Come on...move damn it! Kojou couldn't even register the fact he had other limbs, due to his shock and simply kept pushing with that frozen leg- exertion causing his body to shake and flush red. But still that leg didn't budge, the sound of his heart pounding and blood pumping was roaring in his ears prevented him from hearing any potential words that could possibly be spoken. Finally, he leg was let go and simply muscle tension resulted in his knee raising again in slow motion. But its target had walked off...he'd simply been dismissed and forgotten and Kojou's pupils dilated at the realization. Rather numbly, Kojou finally set the errant foot on the ground
" You're joking..." The word quietly fell from the teenagers mouth...this had been his thing. He'd lost in a contest of strength, his best form of communication and had gone back to simply being tossed aside and forgotten again- a nightmare all too similar to his own home. A look of anger, hate, anything would be better than just being so casually tossed aside in his book. Kojou had been treated like nothing for the longest time, and he wasn't about to let that happen here.
"I'm going to break him." The oath wasn't made to anyone in particular, but right there Kojou found his reason to stay in camp. Somehow he was going to break that man that dared make him experience this feeling again. However, first Kojou recognized that he too had to do a backflip on the jump. His approach was more of a storm than a march and he shoved more than one kid aside with far more force than necessary. But he felt a small since of relief while venting steam, and driven more by anger than reason Kojou attempted to immediately spring of the jump into a flip. Needless to say his natural lack of flexibility earned him a trip flat on his back.