Chapter 1: Game Start!

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All things considered, it was kind of strange how ordinarily this entire situation had started. It was a lazy Sunday - the first day off she'd really given herself in months between cram school, swim practice, and studying for entrance exams. She was just laying on the couch playing Animal Crossing on her Switch, when her Dad entered the room, oh so casually bringing up:

"You know the President of my company? He's got a son that's about your age."

Oh no. She knew that tone of voice. That was the, "Let's get excited about something awful" voice that made her Dad think he was so slick. The, "help me clean the gutters" and "you have an orthodontist appointment" voice. Indicating that it was something so supremely unenjoyable that he needed to trick her into thinking it was something fun or god-forbid cool beforehand.

"He even went to your school, isn't that neat?"

She shot him a glare. No. No, that was not especially neat . They were a couple of rich kids that lived in the same commuter vicinity of a private school near her fathers' company. A school that every employee of said company got a nice little stipend to send their kids to due to the large donations that the head of that company made every year. Of course they went to the same school. It was practically custom made for them.

"The President has expressed a lot of interest in introducing you two to each other. Thinks you'll be a good influence on him!"

"Why does he even know about me? That's a little creepy." she joked.

Her Dad was less than amused, "Of course I talk about you with my coworkers. Not to mention you've met him at company parties."

"Huh. I don't remember."

That was kind of a lie. She did remember. She particularly remembered that the company president liked to talk about himself and his visions a lot . To the point that she had started calling him "All For One", in her mind and had completely forgotten his real name. But in all honesty, she didn't really think about her Dad's job - let alone his boss - unless she really had to, unless it was right in front of her. So maybe the more honest response would've been "I don't care", but that was pretty rude.

He reached over, forcibly pausing her game, "That's because you always have your face buried in your devices, Peanut."

She rolled her eyes playfully, unpausing the game just as quickly. "What's his name?"

"Tomura. Do you know him?"

Her fingers froze, her little villager sprite swaying on loop as they waited for her to click forward to the next dialogue option.

Oh she knew him alright. Everybody at her school knew him. Tomura Shigaraki was a fucking freak . And not in the Judd Apatow, misunderstood renegade type of way - this guy was genuinely creepy. The type of guy that brought knives to school. That stole underwear from girls' lockers (although this was never proven). One of the senpai in her club was convinced that Tomura was stalking her last year. And he was the type to get away with it all. And now she knew why.

Kamino High had universally let out a sigh of relief when the creep had graduated back in April.

"I think it'd be a good idea." her father continued, "He's a first year at Todai, now. Maybe he could give you some entrance exam pointers."

"No, I think I'll be okay." she said.

"He likes video games." her dad tried to sell.

"Most kids my age do, Dad. It's really not that big of a selling point."

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