COMMON SENSE [常識]

HIME [姫]

Just my shitty luck. Out of every school in Japan to choose from, Deku enrols into U.A. That in itself wouldn't be half as bad if not for another insufferable dumbass following in his footsteps. The Kawakami princess herself, all high and mighty, scans the classroom with a look of such pure disgust you'd fucking think it was infested with rats or something. Sorry the palace isn't to your liking, your majesty. Next time, just stick to your Shrine duties instead of occupying a seat in the best school for heroes that could've been wasted on another extra. A more deserving extra, definitely.

Yeah, so I know the Great Kawakami somewhat. When I was about five or six, or as my dad called it – in my sufferable phase --, my mom used to visit Sakayama quite often and I would of course tag along. Small shitty village, awfully quant, idyllic. Shit gave me the creeps even then. I remember the stairs the most. The thousand steps up the mountain through the forest on a warm spring day. I remember thinking they'd never end. And just when you're about to give up, the Shrine emerges like fucking saving grace.

Now I don't remember when it was exactly, only that it was a summer evening and my mother held onto my hand tightly. She greeted the Shinto Priest, but what they were talking I had no clue since I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Naturally, I was curious. Lo and behold her majesty herself stumbled out the Main Hall wearing a white kimono and carrying something long and slender in her hand. Now, you'd think, being a small girl, she'd be delighted to see anyone else remotely her age and instantly cling to me. That we, oh, I don't know, become best friends instantly and swear our undying love in a secret meadow or some cliché shit like that. Or, that she'd be too timid to actually even say hi to me, and run to hide behind her grandfather, a blushing, bumbling mess.

No, fuck that. She saw me standing there, gaping at her, because fuck if I've ever seen anyone dressed like that my age, and her hairclips were kinda cute, and she fucking scowled. Charged at me screaming "BEGONE, DEMON!" while aiming her fucking bamboo stick at me. Nearly took my fucking eye out, but her grandfather grabbed her by the collar as if she was an angry Chihuahua or something and laughed. My mom found this equally funny. Almost got assassinated and that was hilarious apparently.

What followed next was a series of unfortunate events. Mom brought me along more often since she thought it's good for me to socialise and princess here was such a sweet, innocent girl. Yeah, she might've looked that way when my mom left me with her, but once out of sight, Kawakami was a fucking nuisance and a half. She trotted around like she owned the place, spouting how she's the best fucking medium to ever live and that my silly Quirk pales in comparison. Held her nose so high up in the air I'm surprised she didn't snap her neck. The only reason I didn't ditch her was because she would have died nineteen times over without me there to babysit her. Let me preface by saying I did not enjoy her company at all. But allowing a dumbass egomaniac to wander around a fucking Shrine on a mountain surrounded by woods? Doesn't take a fucking genius to know that that's a bad idea.

So when she was about to steer to the forest and get lost, I dragged her back. Before she could chow down on incense or fucking charms, I smacked that shit right out her hands. Did I get screamed at because of that? No shit, my eardrums are ruined forever. But at least she lived. All thanks to me, though.

One time I was almost too late. She was teetering by the well, staring into the dark abyss and when I saw her feet dangling in the air I fucking lunged. Grabbed her just in time. She whined and cried that someone was down there and they were lonely. I didn't see shit but her words still haunt me to this fucking day.

Eventually I stopped tagging along. Almost forgot about her entirely. But I'd recognise those eyes anywhere. Although, if she still sounds like a fucking banshee when she talks I'm transferring to a different classroom.