STARLIGHT ZONE ― BLAKE BELLADONNA

━━━ .2 INITIATION

2: INITIATION

━━━ THE SOUND OF [Y/N]'S ALARM RANG THROUGH THEIR EARS,

as they stirred in their sleep. After a few more grunts and lazily rolling around their sleeping bag, they finally mustered up the willpower to sit. [Y/N] let out a loud yawn as they looked around and saw the others from the night before. Mammon was sleeping, snoring rather loudly, while Jirou and Naoto were sleeping peacefully. [Y/N] grabbed their clothes and walked over to the bathroom. When they arrived at the bathroom they saw about 20 girls either brushing their teeth or changing their clothes. [Y/N] walked into one of the unvacant stalls and changed out of their clothes. After preparing themselves, they went back to their sleeping bag. Ms. Goodwitch has ordered everyone to clean their area and go over to the cafeteria. [Y/N] rolled up their sleeping bag and tied it up to prevent it from unraveling, before giving the rolled-up bag in the basket. They grabbed their bag as well to save time.

When [Y/N] walked into the cafeteria and they were instantly hit with the smell of pancakes. They started walking through the cafeteria to wait in line so they could have breakfast. While waiting in line, they saw a guy with long, black, layered, hair with a purple streak. He's wearing a green suit and white pants. Right beside him, was an orange-haired girl with an outfit that reminded them of a thunder god. [Y/N] wasn't sure but they look like friends. The girl finished her pancakes whilst the guy was still on his first pancake. They look like they are talking about something that made the guy tired but [Y/N] couldn't tell what they were talking about since the chatter of the cafeteria blocked out their talk.

Once [Y/N] got their stack of pancakes they headed to an empty table in the corner. They set their tray down and pulled out a chair. They let out a small peaceful sigh and started to eat 1 out of their 5 pancakes. They were peacefully eating their pancakes, lost in their thought until they heard someone set their tray down at the table. It was Blake

"Hey, Blake," [Y/N] greeted, stabbing their fork into a pancake.

"Hello, [Y/N]," Blake greeted back.

"What brought you here?" [Y/N] asked, taking a bite of their pancake.

"Well, it was either here or at a table with groups of people don't know," Blake responded, after sitting down right next to [Y/N].

They nodded and asked out of curiosity, "What made you come to Beacon?" Blake looked shocked and slightly uncomfortable and turned her face away. [Y/N] noticed and quickly apologized, "Sorry...for asking. You don't have to answer it."

'That might be a touchy subject,' [Y/N] noted.

"It's...fine," Blake responded before asking, "What about you?"

"I ended up coming here because I was taught to fight thanks to my parents whenever they had the time, but I mostly learned myself. My friend isn't a fighter, so so they went to a normal school whereas I went to Signal Academy." [Y/N] responded.