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eighteen — wait for me.
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"these colors." y/n stated, circling the palette of purple, red, orange, and yellow. "if we're going retro rock, this is definitely the scheme we should be using. that or this," she moved to the rainbow palette, raising a brow. "the nostalgia of this palettte fits better, though."
the team looked at her with expressions that didn't sit well with y/n. they didn't agree with her- y/n was sure more than a few actually hated her for some reason, and nobody like aizawa or jirou was there to back her up on her opinions. seeing as how she was just added to the team and hadn't even gotten around to signing her contract yet- y/n sure as hell wasn't going get into arguments.
she was prepared to back down and allow them to scrap the idea when—
"i agree!" the girl to y/n's right, mahoro, spoke, flipping over her tablet. apparently she was the youngest person apart of the team at the age of 17, curtesy of bakugou- at least it's what y/n was told. y/n took a look at her screen; 3d holograms of what y/n had just suggested on the screen, which did, in fact, work.
mahoro smiled, "it fits. don't be stupid assholes just 'cause she's new. she seems to have a lot more sense than you lot dumbasses, so listen to her."
