Kakashi leans casually against the classroom wall, nose buried in his favorite Icha Icha volume though he pays little attention to the pages. Instead he focuses chakra to his ears, eavesdropping on the newly-minted genin within. As usual, his cute students waste no time in pointless drama.
"Just you wait, I'll be the next Hokage, believe it!" crows the boisterous Naruto, enthusiasm dialed to maximum as always. "As if a dead-last loser like you could ever compete with an Uchiha's power," Sasuke scoffs, eliciting an indignant shout from Sakura. Their squabbling fills the room while the fourth member - an unusual addition mandated by the Third - seems content to ignore the ruckus.
Kakashi sighs, shoulders slumping marginally. So much potential, yet they fixate on meaningless things like reputations and rivalries. He slides the door open, muttering his usual bored "Yo" as four pairs of wide eyes fix on his slouched form. Sakura and Naruto point accusingly at the obvious prank waiting above the door which Kakashi sidesteps with easy nonchalance.
"Hmm...how can I say this? My first impression is..." Kakashi drawls, gaze lazy and assessing. "I hate you."
Sakura and Naruto instantly bristle while Sasuke's eyes narrow. Kakashi eye-smiles, waving one hand airily. "Meet me at the training grounds tomorrow morning. And I recommend skipping breakfast unless you enjoy stomach cramps."
Without further explanation, he disappears in a puff of chakra smoke, leaving the genin to puzzle over his cryptic instruction. Kakashi sighs again on the rooftop overhead. Like all previous teams, he expects these rookies will quickly fail his test. But perhaps the fourth variable will prove interesting...
