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Y/N STORMED INTO HER BEDROOM, locking her door. She quickly grabbed her duffle bag and tossed it on the bed, shoving her clothes inside of it. I'm leaving this dump. Fuck Hawks. Fuck Deku. Fuck U.A. I'm not putting up with this shit.
She swung her bag over her shoulder, opening the glass doors that led to the balcony. If I die or get killed on the streets, so be it. At this point, I don't fucking care anymore.
Y/n stepped onto the terrace, entering the humid spring night. The railing that surrounded the balcony was made of metal, so using her quirk, she manipulated the metal to break off the porch and bend down towards the floor below her.
She used the bars of the railing as a ladder, her climbing onto the next patio underneath her. She landed onto the railing of that balcony, catching her breath. I'm on the fourth floor now...3 more floors to go—
"What the fuck are you doing on my balcony?"
"EEUAHH!!" Y/n screamed, turning behind her to see a familiar boy looking at her from inside his room.
He was holding open his drapes, as if he were planning to head out onto his terrace for the night. He was wearing a black muscle tank top and joggers, his bright red eyes glaring at the girl.
