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06. of unbreakable rules

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ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴀʀᴀᴄᴇʟɪ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, she's always like that. Acting so timid and stupid for no reason.

At least her loud interruption stopped the guy with glasses and stick up his ass from further scolding him about a god damn desk.

Araceli waits for Izuku to catch-up hiding her burning face behind her hands.

"Ari-san? What's the matter??", Izuku ponders, catching his breath.

"You owe me five snacks," the dark-eyed girl's voice comes out muffled as she keeps her hands on her face.

Izuku tilts his head, "A-ah... Okay... are you nervous?"

"I'm fucking gonna shit myself. I hate meeting people," Araceli whispers hastily.

Izuku chuckles lightheartedly, "Well, hopefully Kacchan and that one guy aren't in our..." he steps into the classroom, "...class."

They very much are. The rest of the class continuing what they were doing previous to Araceli's arrival.

Araceli rushes through the doorway, her head down and feet moving a mile a minute. She sits stiffly at her desk, shoving her wireless headphones in her ears, canceling the noise happening around her.

She sits next to Katsuki Bakugo again, lucky her, she'll get to endure another year of awkward, bothersome, angry glaring.

Araceli scrolls through her phone, praying that people forget about her existence and leave her alone.

Hands slam on her desk, causing Araceli to recoil as she looks up, her eyes darting anxiously.

Hesitantly she takes out her headphones, "Yes?"

Two boys tower over her, one with bright electric yellow hair and one with hair as red as a strawberry.

The one with yellow hair and golden eyes leans over her desk, smiling in a sort of suave manner, "So... What did you win?"

Araceli feels her ears get hot, mumbling, "A race." She looks for Izuku who already has a crowd around him. Curse him and his approachable-ness.

"Hey! You're the girl who tied for first in the exam right?", Araceli, already wanting to go home looks to the boy with red hair, he smiles and...

Araceli gasps, "You're teeth!!"

The boy raises an eyebrow, "Huh...?"

Araceli stands and leans towards him to get a closer look, the boy exclaiming at her sudden interest.

"They look amazing! How interesting! They are so similar to those of a shark, one might mistake them for canines, but they have such a distinct triangular shape!"

Both boys stare at her, dumbfounded.

Araceli smiles as she recalls information about shark teeth, "They look to be about two-point-five centimeters, about the same size as the Bull Shark!"

She gestures widely as she theorizes, "Does your quirk have anything to do with sharks? Or are your teeth just a secondary trait from one of your parents? Or a gene that has been passed down over generations from a shark quirk many, many, many years ago? Do you have the jaw strength of a Bull Shark? Of course, assuming that is the specific shark that your teeth are in accordance with. The average Bull Shark has the jaw strength of up to 3,700 PSI, isn't it fascinating??! Have you ever measured??"