"I envy him ya know?" Jirou turned to the girl, confusion written all over her face. "He's everything I pretend to be and I just can't help but admire him more everyday. I know it sounds silly but I wish I was more like him. Minus the screaming tant...
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It was the first day of classes for the students attending the prestigious U.A Academy. Many students were excited at the thought of becoming a hero, all except one. As students rushed to their assigned classes, a girl with dark colored space buns leisurely made her way to her destination. Her amber iries were sharp and animalistic. Her slow steps stopped in front of a humongous door with a bold red '1-A' painted onto it. Her brows twitched a bit in the overkill they used to make the door before she lifted a tanned hand to slide open the door. Her slightly pointed ear twitched as she heard the commotion in the class quiet down as she stepped in, leaving the door open for a green haired boy who was rounding the corner. Ignoring the curious looks she was receiving, Shiori made her way to the first free desk she saw.
However, before she was able to even slip into her seat, she was stopped by a tall boy with dark blue hair and glasses. "EXCUSE ME BUT YOUR UNIFORM IS IN VIOLATION OF THE SCHOOL CODE OF CONDUCT!" His arm gestured multiple times to her outfit and Shiori tilted her head in confusion. "PLEASE BUTTON UP YOUR SHIRT AND PUT ON YOUR TIE." The girl's amber eyes glanced down to her chest, sure her shirt was unbuttoned but it still left her with modesty, as for her tie, she simply replaced it with a red choker instead.
"What're you? A hall monitor?" Shiori questioned, ignoring the square and sliding into her seat next to a blonde male with crimson eyes and spiky hair. "Mind your business." Her voice was quiet but held a bit of bite, trying to intimidate the boy away from her.
Just as the bluenette was going to proceed with his scolding, the blonde beside Shiori threw his feet onto the desk in front of his and reclined back, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding before him. "Don't put your feet on the desk!"
"Heh!" The blonde's mouth twisted into a cruel smirk, his eyes crinkling as the glasses wearing cruisador approached him.
"Don't you think that's rude to the U.A upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?"
Maaa, Shiori thought as she rested her head in her hand and stared at the shitshow in front of her. What is up with this guy?
"Nope. What junior high did you go to, you damn extra?" The raven haired girl let a small amused smile grace her lips before yawning and facing the front the class. Her nose picked up on the stench of body odor and it was then she noticed the green haired boy from the hallway standing in the doorway, sweating profusely.
"I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Tenya Iida."
"Somei? So you're a damn elite, huh? Looks like i'll have fun crushing you."
Shiori's attention was once again captured by the bickering duo, her eyes twinkling with mischief before she put her head down and let out a sigh, listening as Iida marched over to the front door and introduced himself once more. Then an annoyingly preppy voice joined the fray causing Shiori to wish she brung her headphones.
"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends."
What if we don't want to be here at all? Shiori lifted her head from her desk, not surprised at seeing Shota Aizawa in a sleeping bag looking like a hobo.
