I tried to draw kirishima.
I awaken to the sound of murmuring. Soft hands grasp my face, and I subconsciously reach out to grab them. The whispers grow into shocked yelling as I slowly let my eyes flutter open. The first thing I see is... green hair?
"It looks like a fluffy tree," I giggle, petting the soft tufts. A drunken smile slowly spreads onto my face. As I let my eyes move to the owner of the forest coloured locks, I am met with the all too familiar face of Izuku Midoriya.
"Broccoli boy~!" I gush, pinching Izuku's cheeks and squealing at how squishy they are.
"Wha- broccoli?" He stutters, clearly caught off guard.
"Ye-" I burp. "Yeah!" Looking around, I see the rest of class 1a gawking at me. I point at each of the people. "There's also a livid porcupine, a prince Zuko knockoff, Dwayne Johnson, Sonic..." I continue to spout out odd comparisons.
"I think we should bring her to recovery girl," Tenya says, collected and responsible as always. He glances at me with concern. "She seems to be in an unhealthy state."
"I hate to agree with Glasses, but he's right," Bakugo grunts. "This chick is acting fucking high."
As if on cue, I immediately vomit on the classroom floor before falling unconscious.
Time skip
The first thing I notice when I awaken from my slumber is the prominent smell of hand sanitizer and freshly washed bedsheets.