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Energy Tonight

Friday's classes went by slowly. I hadn't really met anyone new to talk to, and when I did meet someone I 'knew', they had pointedly stayed away from me. Alrighty then. Time to self-reflect.
  The usually livelier science class felt tired today. I just as lazily recalled the events of the week, the ups and downs and the roles of those I might consider to be friends (chancing a glance behind me, I roll my eyes that I'm still being ignored..) It's good that I've had time to slow down.
  After spacing out some more, I wonder if everyone is just over 'exciting' syllabus week, or if they are just recharging their batteries before later shenanigans. It's our first actual college student weekend after all.
  I, on the other hand.. just want my bed. I've had a lot to think about since last night. It'll be good if I just stay put for a bit.
  I could feel the class' pulse pick up only to file out, scheming plans along the way. As much as I envied their renewed energy, I quit any idea of partying for now.
  Bits and pieces of convos overheard:
  "C'mon, all the first-years are going"
  "No way, I already have so much homework to do"
  "I still need stuff for my dorm, I'm gonna take the bus out of town to shop"
  "Drinking? But we can't get caught-"
  I hadn't really paid much attention to the chattering around me, but when I stalled in place after that last bit, I felt red eyes judge me from afar. 'Don't even think about it' they warned.
  Think bout what?! Drinking? I'm not- I wasn't- "Hey! What was that for?!" I call out to Katsuki's retreating back. I feel wronged. Ugh.. I head to yoga with no shanti.
  I cut the crap with my hand and just push through the poses, judgement and pain meds serving as fuel. I wonder when we might get to quirk training, cuz I could really use an outlet right about n-
  As if my phone was a compliant servant, it chimed with the notification: Welcome Newcomers
I guess I'll have energy tonight after all.

  With a couple of hours to spare, I drop my stuff off at the dorm and bought a new outfit downtown. I had clothes passable for yoga and lounging around, but I wanted to feel confident during training.
  With drawstring bag and water bottle in tow, I now feel ready for the training grounds. On the way, I pass a market stand and am inspired to buy some fruit for the club. What am I? A club mom?
  As I approach the grounds, I hear some intense.. sparring? Then I see it, them. Blurs of green and orange..
They're incredible. Izuku is pure raw power and Katsuki is.. well, he's explosive. I watch in awe as they take turns, cleanly and effectively showcasing their strategy and counter attacks.
This must be what Izuku's up to before he changes for work. How does he even have the stamina?? I shake my head, pushing away dirty thoughts. I continue to admire them in earnest.
"That's quite the show." I hear to my side.
"Shinso!" I turn, noticing Eijiro further down by the bleachers and Shoto coming down the main trail. "This is exciting, we're all here!" I bounce and look towards the grounds again. Izuku and Katsuki pause for break and I hold up a bunch of bananas. "Want some?!"

The bleachers are only a few rows high, and I sit at the end facing out so my feet can dangle. A few of the guys have taken up my offer, as bananas are a great pre-workout boost. With the timing of the meet, I wouldn't have wanted something heavy yet.
Shoto is talking to some members I haven't met yet, and Shinso is seated a row behind me.. secluded yet close. We're waiting for a few more members to arrive, so I swing my feet and enjoy my banana - not without audience.
I'm reminded of that creep, and I decide now not to care about what they had to say. I've thought about it all enough. I'll like what I like and won't what I don't.
  I slide off to toss the peel in compost and guzzle some water. I feel loose enough still from yoga, I'm ready.

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