Rai's had a life.
He wouldn't call it rough but, he's had a life.
Son of a pro hero, who wouldn't want that?
Rai's life was good and all but....
"UA, huh?"
He needed some action!
.
Looking in the mirror, Fukuda knew he would be fine.... Mostly. He looked confident enough. His black raven colored hair slicked back to perfection, red eyes that bore into the souls of his enemies, a red jacket and white t shirt underneath, black cargo shorts, and to end it all, black shoes with bright orange laces.
He began walking towards the building of UA, preparing himself for the incoming trial by fire....
And he's ready to take the heat.