A random NPC | BNHA

Chapter 33

Honestly, the UA general studies school life was pretty normal. Well that is if I don't consider the part where actual pro heroes acted as teachers.

It was currently English lesson and almost everyone looked like they wanted to die. I don't blame them as it was almost lunch time, but personally I enjoy the English lessons taught by the Present Mic himself.

He was a cool teacher as he used relevant and interesting examples to teach, but he was very loud and eccentric. He seemed to have taken a liking to me as well due to my above average English level, so he didn't usually pick me to answer the questions since he knew I knew the answers already. That was probably why I enjoy English lessons so much.

I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall behind Present Mic. A few seconds left until lunchtime, I was pretty sure everyone was eagerly waiting for that time to pass, even Present Mic looked tired.

'Ding Dong Ding Dong~'

The bell rang and Present Mic left quickly. Following his footsteps were my classmates, it was a funny sight.

After waiting for most of my classmates to leave, I gathered up my things and walked up to Shinso. We then left for the cafeteria.

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After saying farewell to Mizuno and Shinso, I went to the school yard with a sketch book and stationary bag in tow. I needed to finish my sketches for modern art history class, Midnight, the art teacher and pro hero, wanted it by tomorrow.

I themed my sketches around nature and mythology since those two were topics relevant to art history, they were evidence of what humans thought about before the creation of quirks. Plus, I was into mythology, so it was nice.

Midnight asked me to do multiple sketches then create the final piece using those sketches to illustrate a part of history. I still had no idea on what legend or myth to do since there were so many to choose from, but I knew this artwork was going to be fun to create.

Deciding on a spot filled with patches of flowers, leftover sakura leaves and grass, I sat down with a goal in mind. I drew out a small rectangular box on the piece of paper and started filling the insides with flowers. I saw an image inside my mind, an endless azure sky with the occasional bird flying through it, in the distance were mountains filled with lush green and in the dead centre was a person standing amidst the colourful pastel flower field. I still couldn't decide on who that person should be but it gave off a sense of calmness.

The sounds of a camera taking pictures interrupted my thought process. I looked up from my drawing and saw a student around my age taking pictures of the flowers with a professional camera in hand.

The sight of the camera reminded me of the fact that Midnight did mention that I could use photos to illustrate a part of history as well. But oh well, I chose to sketch it down already.

Seeing as he was starting to get closer to my spot, I decided to move in order to not block his camera opportunities. I understood the pain and annoyance when someone or something blocks the view as I experienced it multiple times, it was not fun at all.

Spotting a tree, I sat down, leaned against the rough bark of it and started sketching out different ideas again. This time I went for a simple sketch of someone standing in the midst of a battlefield filled with weapons with his or her comrades lying dead near him or her. Once again, I haven't decided on who to draw yet, so I just drew a simple figure to stand in their place. The sketches were just used to illustrate my ideas out, so simple and fast would do.

"Can I use you as a temporary model for my photo?"

I looked up from my sketches once again and the sight of the guy from earlier filled my eyes. If my guesses were right, he was probably also doing this for modern art history class. I admit maybe me lying against a tree was a cool pose, but I was not the best model a person could ask for, my features were average at best if I am being honest. But the fact that he asked me that question so bluntly surprised me, I could never ask a stranger to be my muse or something, I am too cowardly and awkward for that, I would instead creepily and secretly draw that person from the sides.