"Reika on"
Here I am in front of the mirror, looking up and down at my tired reflection, I should be excited, after all, it's not a school where just anyone is admitted easily. Who would say? First day as a student at U.A. where everyone dreams of becoming heroes and helping to fight evil, but how stupid, evil is everywhere, there is no way that simple human beings can match all of this, a large part of the evil is in themselves.
I never really wanted to go to U.A. but I think I fit in as such, impressive power, above average grades, in the end it's all about that, only those who are "super" end up really moving up in life, the rest have to live in fear hoping in case something bad happens, the "Heroes" comes to save the fucking day. I don't know who's more fucked.
Changing the subject, my head hurts, I should have slept more, I'm not hungry, I skipped breakfast. I go to the sidewalk and start dragging my soul to school, I can try to make the most of it or see the positive side of things... ok maybe not today, if I try harder my head will explode like a balloon party when you overfill. Party, birthday... damn it's been a few years since I had a birthday party, I think the last one was when I was 7, that was before the incident... I prefer not to think about it but my head works like a million. When am I going to get to this shit? I've been walking for minutes, I thought that because my uncle is a teacher (and because he's a lazy ass bitch) it would be close but apparently not.
"Narrator on"
As she continued walking, she notices the crowd around her getting denser and denser, which doesn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. As she looks up, she sees the large U.A. building come into view, towering over the other buildings surrounding it. Despite feeling tired and overwhelmed, there is still a flicker of excitement in her chest as she imagines what awaits her inside. Reika takes a deep breath and start making her way towards the front gates.
Reika was making her way through the crowded hallways of UA, trying to find her way to her new classroom. She felt out of place, as if everyone else here was more sure of themselves and their place in this school than she was. Her eyes scanned the students hurrying past her, looking for any signs or indications of where she was supposed to go.
Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. "Hey, you look lost!" It was a girl with pink hair and an outgoing smile. Reika turned to see her, one of the students in her class. "I'm Ashido Mina. You can just call me Mina" she introduced herself and then winks, offering a friendly wave.
Reika wasn't sure how to react. These years she had been a little aloof and introverted, and this level of friendliness was something new to her. "Reika" she said, introducing herself in return.
Ashido chatted with Reika as they made their way towards their classroom, telling her about some of the other students and the various clubs and activities at UA. Reika listened, feeling a little overwhelmed by the amount of information she was receiving. But she appreciated Ashido's friendly demeanor and willingness to help her find her way around.
Reika walks into the classroom, feeling relaxed after her conversation with Mina in the corridors. As soon as she steps into the room, she scans the room for any familiar faces. She spots two people - Midorya Izuku and Bakugo Katsuki - and her heart skips a beat. Reika had known these two guys since they were all in middle school together, but she hadn't spoken to them in a while. Bakugo had a reputation for being a hothead and had a tendency to get on Reika's nerves, so they hadn't spoken since they broke up a few months ago. She wasn't sure how he was going to react to seeing her here at U.A., but she wasn't going to let that ruin her first day.
As soon as they make eye contact, Bakugo's eyes widen for a second in surprise, clearly not expecting to see Reika here. He quickly hides his emotions and looks away, frowning a little irritatedly. Mina notices the tension between the two and asks if they know each other, but Reika quickly dismisses her question and says that they just studied at the same school.
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Slipping Through My Fingers( *'・ω)/(;д; )
FanficGROWTH and the feeling that time is slipping away, like sand between your fingers, without you being able to do anything to stop it. "Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute"