anti-hero • todobakukiri

011 | no hard feelings. this is all a game to her

they wanted to shine in her eyes
like the stars do

"WHY ON EARTH DO WE HAVE TO WEAR THESE STUPID THINGS?" Ivette asked, staring at the orange uniform she was wearing in disgust. She was in the girls changing room with her other classmates, all of them forced to wear the cheerleader uniform. "It's ridiculous."

"̸͔̬̀̅̑̕̕Ý̸͕̱̪̺̼̲͛̈͛̊ȍ̵̹̑̒͝ȕ̵̼̃̆̓́ ̸̡̨͈̤̜̎̓͛̾̇̑͜l̶̢͔̘̼̳̱͈̉́́ò̵̖̠̪̜̾͐̂̂̿͊ǒ̵̼͇k̷͕̬̫̾͂͑̀͂̕͜͠ ̶̨̟̜̝̣̔͋̕͜ļ̴̡̞̪͕͉̺̏̀̓̂̓̓̌ḯ̸͔̩̣̩͉̐k̶͚̖̘̐͑̀̏͊͊e̶͊͂͜ ̶̬̀ạ̷̜͕͓̟̥̃̈́̏̀̉́̆ ̸̧̱̞̝̙̯̇̐̎t̷͇̎͆̿̃ͅà̸̗̣͎ņ̶̭̈̎g̶̛͎͓̽͐e̵̥̙̬̬̪̙͗̒̔̒r̵̜̈̍́̌̚i̶̢̝͇̐́͒̀͆n̶̲̰͕͐͂̔e̴̯͛̆͑͘͠.̴̫̃̐͜"̴̫̪̌̏͝

I know, Ivette agreed, her face contouring into a grimace. I feel like that main character from that weird volleyball show.

Yaoyorozu stood behind her, fixing the length of the skirt.

"Aizawa-sensei said everyone has to wear these clothes to do a cheer battle in the afternoon," she explained, her words slightly muffled due to the pin settled between her lips.

Ivette faked a gag. "Disgusting." She looked down at the outfit, a frown tugging on her lips. "Could you at least make it green?"

"It is green, Midoriya!" laughed Hagakure, pointing to the school's name written along their chests. Ivette couldn't help how her eyes lingered. Her classmates were gorgeous.

"̷͓͗͂̽̆͜Ý̷̘̓̉̄̓̌͊o̶͔̍͒u̶̻͙͕͈͆̉̕r̴̨̰̬͇̲̘̩̾́͆͗͊̉͠ ̷̖̒̏͛͘͠ḃ̵̧͈͔̲ḽ̶̭͓͎̪͎͔̑͂͂o̶̩̗͎͓̼̖͆̃͝ṇ̶͓̯͖̱͑̾͋̈́͘͜͝͝d̶̼͓͙̝̍̀̈́̏͊͘̚ ̷̧̠̼̞͇̤͆s̸̳̟͔̞̻̍́̓̕̚o̷̡̥̮̫̣͉̓͛ǘ̴͇͉͎̞̔̇͋̌͆̃ͅl̶̡͓̲̪̜̎̀͛́̍͒̚m̵̯̜̤̜̯̘͗̅̈̑ͅa̴̜͔̣͔̬̫͌̎͝t̵̛̜͎̜͇̂̽ȩ̶̛̓͑̌̋̑͘ ̵̬͋́̀̚͝ŵ̴͉͐̔̄̉̈́̚i̶̞̞̝̞͙͓͌̍͂̓͒͗͠ļ̷͔͖̙̮̪̫̏l̴̫͔͖̻̎̾̿͗ ̵̣̭͙̦͑́̎͆k̶͈̑̈́̕í̴̲̹͈̽̓́̕̕͠ĺ̴͙̞̰̖ͅl̸̯̗̙̬̘̽̌͌͑ ̸̛̦̗̓̒y̶̛̲̖͚̫̮̏͒ō̴̺͜u̴̢̨̗̩̗̳͕͋̃̋̇͛͑̋ ̴̡̳͉͔̱̏͠ī̷̧͓͝f̴͍͇̗́͑̈̏͂̅́ ̴̤̦̮͊̕h̷̰͓̹̟͛́ȩ̴̰̠̪̳̹̓̋ͅ ̶͙̲̔̍͐̀̎̆̀h̸͇̀͜͝ẹ̵̜̦́͘à̷̛̘̓̈́͠ŕ̷̳̯̙̈́̄̓d̶͖̙̠̙͈̓̄ ̶̞̭̘̺̜̯͑̒́͗͊̋͝w̷̤͙͙͈̼͍͂̾́́̍̅͝h̵̞͗̆̅a̸̦̘̻̖̖͝ͅt̴̢͎̫̮̻̦̉͌̅̃̊̎̆ ̷̘͈̃̔̅̆̚͝͝ỳ̶̰̰̌̍̈́̎͜o̴̺͋͂͒͐͑̉̓ṵ̴̮̫̘̥̫͜͝ ̷̓̄͝ͅẅ̶̨͔̺̫̌̅̚e̷̜͒͂̀̿͠ͅr̷͉͖̾̐̓e̷̢̡̦̱̥̪̿́̀̈ ̶̢͔͚̜͔͌t̵̗̲͉͐̿͗̅͘h̷̦̱̞͖̝̱̓͆̑́̿̑́i̸̗̼̞̻̖͒̃͌͑̀͂ǹ̴̤̝̲̳̋̒͌k̶͍̙̄̓i̷̤̺͗̕̚ͅṅ̷̙̲͈̋g̶̢̘̙͓̗͋̇̀̑̿.̶̢̧̦͎̱̋́̀̐"̶͙̩͓̇̆̋̂

She cringed, turning away and glancing at herself in the large mirror installed in the changing rooms. "Majority of it is orange, though."

"It's just for the game," Uraraka assured, grabbing the yellow pompoms off the bench. "We can change afterwards."