Souvent, Kaz se retrouve perdu dans la vision des tunnels. C'est le cas avec la peinture tordue, et c'est le cas maintenant avec cette... fille aux moustiques. Vous pouvez atterrir un avion derrière lui en ce moment et il ne serait pas le plus sage. D'ailleurs, tirer profit de ce fait est le garçon de chèvre qui Kaz ne peut se souvenir vaguement du nom de.
S'inclinant vers lui, le bouc écrase la buse du punaise de Kaz et purge une de ses bandes dessinées. Kaz en vient enfin à ses sens après avoir été dédaigné par la vue de Mosquito-chan quand il tente de pulvériser la substance chimique seulement pour trouver que rien ne se passe. "Huh?"
Il regarde autour de la pièce comme pour comprendre les choses et ne réalise que ce qui s'est passé quand il voit Drank Soda avec un de ses livres. "Il est rapide...!" Non, tu es juste dense. Il laisse le chevreau avec sa bande dessinée pour l'instant car il semble assez inoffensif et entre dans la cuisine où l'amant de lait blonde, pense que son nom est "Yai" ou quelque chose comme ça, fait une pizza. Fromage... Du lait... Parfaitement en caractère pour lui.
Kaz voit une cafetière dans le coin. Coïncidemment (tous selon le plan), Kaz a acheté un mélange de café. Il se met au travail, laissant méticuleusement la machine faire tout pour lui. Après environ sept minutes, il se verse une tasse, passe à la table et s'assied. A la table assis Prank Yoga, Missquito, et le jeune homme en chaîne fumeur dont l'âge échappe encore à Kaz, semble-t-il odieux au fait que le chevreau fume aussi. Karada, c'est ça? Kaz prend une gorgée plus longue que la normale de son café pendant qu'il regarde les poignards dans la fille des insectes.
Après une période extrêmement longue de regards silencieux perçants, Kaz s'exprime enfin. "Excusez-moi," commence-t-il en parlant directement à la fille de l'insecte, "vous pouvez passer le sang-erreur, sucre?" Kaz demande d'une manière totalement nonchalante et impassible. Qu'elle le fasse ou non, Kaz finirait par se retrouver avec du sucre qu'il ensuite, tout en maintenant son regard sans clin d'œil, verse un montant offensant dans sa coupe, à tel point qu'il a dû être censuré pour le grand public.
Name
Kazuto "Kaz" Akechi
Age
15
Personality
Kazuto, or Kaz for short, is indifferent. His resting expression is one of "Who farted?"; to be more accurate, it's usually an annoyed scowl, as if he's constantly irritated with something, which he typically is. He's sort of come to terms with being considered a loser among the superpowered crowd and, on the surface, he acts like he doesn't give a damn. He is, however, suffering from an existential crisis, probably brought on by all the teachers telling him he's a failure, but you'd never hear him admit it.
Quirk
Normalize: "You moron, you can't hurt me! My body is as tough as steel!" Kaz proceeds to punch the individual and subsequently hurts him. A punch from Kaz's left hand ignores all Quirks, no matter what they may be. You may have steel-hard skin, a spiked body, you may be a giant, hell, you may even have a body of pure fire, but Kaz's left punch will, without fail, make you feel like a normal person being punched by a normal fist. There are no two ways about it. "Fine, I'll shoot a fireball at you! What will you do about this?!" Kaz proceeds to nullify the fireball... with his right hand. If the Quirk-based attack does not make physical contact, Kaz's right hand will completely nullify it. If it does make physical contact, it will be reduced to the force of a normal punch from the opposing individual. Problem is, Kaz's right hand has a cool down period after being used, ranging anywhere from one whole minute to an hour depending on the power of the attack he "normalized".
Background
"In all honesty, you will never succeed in the Hero world," is a phrase that Kaz knows all too well. Below average in his studies, below average in athletics, below average in cooperation, the term "below average" has plagued Kaz's school life for as long as he can remember. The sad part is that he had always tried his best but there was always someone marginally smarter or stronger than he is, enough so to bump him to the lowest rung of his classes. His home life was no better. He lived with an overworked single mother and five sisters who were all either average or considered gifted in some regards. Kaz is a black sheep in their happy flock; the odd man out. At one point, Kaz just... gave up. What's the point of trying if he knows he isn't going to succeed? "One more try." What? "Give it one more try, Kaz. I know you can do better than this," his mother tells him as she hands him the forms to apply to L.O.S.E.R. Wow, what an insulting name, no matter how fitting it is. But like hell Kaz was gonna be someone's doormat. "Fine... one more try."
Equipment
He wishes he has a utility belt, and a cool costume, and some respect from his peers. But, no, he does not have any equipment.
Misc

Kaz is on the shorter side, being only 5'03" in height.
Some of Kaz's hobbies include reading manga, browsing the web for video of Hero fights, some semblance of a workout routine, staring awkwardly at stray cats before giving them food and having them follow him home, suffering from an existential crisis, and playing video games.
Kaz has an impressive collection of Hero figures which he was told not to bring to L.O.S.E.R.
His birthday is February 29th, his favorite season is Summer, and his favorite food is omurice with ketchup.
Kaz's theme song is this.