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When you reached your room, it was filled with all the boxes you had already sent beforehand.

All that was left was to unpack them and organize them however you saw fit.

Luckily for you, you didn't have a lot to bring, mostly because you didn't have a lot of things of your own, as most of it belonged to your mother. After your mother's death, you sorted out all her stuff and took everything that you could use (your family helped convince you to throw away the useless things so you wouldn't end up getting too attached to her stuff) so now, most of your stuff was either your mother's or a few things of your own, other than that.

You were almost surprised yourself, over how easy it was to unpack everything.

You organized your study desk, putting away your books and notebooks, while stashing away your cute stationary and post-it notes. You had a few [Favorite Animal] plushies so you arranged them at the edge of your bed as a sort of protective group, and laid down your rugs and stuff.

Now, here came the fun part.

Because while you may think your quirk is useless in offense, this is one of the things you absolutely love your quirk for.

Changing the colors of whatever you didn't like.

Especially for the walls.

The default colors were bland and boring, so you personalized it, deciding to use your quirk and turned the walls a pretty shade of [Favorite Color]. And just for the aesthetic, you decided to use your training for the better and made a [Favorite Pattern/Art] on the wall.

You watched how the wall slowly began to showcase your desired pattern and you couldn't help but feel proud.

Much better!

With that thought in mind, you looked over at your room one final time before looking at the time on the clock.

Oh, dear... It only took you 2 hours to set the whole room? That was quick!

Gathering the empty boxes you had, you unfolded them and gathered them to place them out for trash. Walking down the stairs, you ran into a few of your classmates. Many of them greeted you with a smile, like Ojiro, and Satou or a curt but respectful nod, like from Shoji.

You returned their greetings and continued making your way outside, where you also ended up running into Todoroki. The boy looked like he was busy in his thoughts as he stared at his empty boxes in contemplation.

You were half-tempted to let him think in peace, but you couldn't help but feel guilty at the prospect of just leaving him when he had such a serious look on his face. "Uh... Todoroki?" The said boy turned over to you in surprise, not expecting to see you or have you call out to him.

"Oh, [Last Name]. Hello. Are you done with unpacking?"

You smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, I'm all done. But, uh... what about you? Are you okay? You look like you're in deep thought." He stared at your face in silence, before his eyes widened and an almost childishly excited gleam shined in his mismatched eyes.

"[Last Name]. If you're not busy, will you be willing to help me?"

Huh? Are you hearing this right? Todoroki's outright asking for your help? That's a first...

"O-Oh, sure! Just let me put these cardboard boxes away..." You walked up ahead and neatly placed the unfolded boxes down, arranging them and making sure that they wouldn't topple over.

"And–hah, done!" You smiled, dusting your hands and turning back to look at Todoroki, "So, what do you need my help with?" He asked you to follow him.

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