"UGH!"
*CRASH*"Huff, huff, huff...." Her chest panting and face flustered from the sheer tantrum that she couldn't hold back, Intelli huffed in deep breaths as she glared at the reflection of herself in the bathroom mirror. The mess of her crooked bow tie that used to sit pretty in front of her uniform collar, the tiny frays of her hair that struck out on the ends like lightning had just struck. To see her image so soiled, so TARNISHED by the pitiful by the embarrassing idea of defeat is an image that was nothing short of the word revolting. Her? Defeated? "How ridiculous...."
Growling through a heavy pant the second year closed her eyes as she took a deep breath in through her nostrils, and out through the mouth with eyes opening again, her shoulders rising and falling in sync with her chest. Composing herself from the rather childish tantrum she removed herself from leaning on the sink and stood up straight, her throat clearing as her exposed hands came up to adjust the catastrophe of her bow tie. Once the cloth was adjusted she looked down to her feet where a silver compact mirror lay shattered around her, taking a step back and crouching down to pick up the pieces. Silver pieces and glass shards were carefully placed into her left hand and once all were collected she stood up and disposed of the broken accessory into a nearby garbage bin.
On the sink in front of Intelli lay her monocle, as well as a small light blue glittered makeup pouch that she reached into. Procuring a small lilac colored brush the second year grabbed her long hair on the left side and slowly began to straighten out the odd ends, her eyes staring directly into those of her reflection's.
"You are, Saiko Intelli." She quietly said to herself. "You are a wonderful, intelligent young lady with a bright future ahead of you. You are worth, so much more, than anybody would ever give you credit for. You are, the next head of the house for the Intelli Family. You are, second only to yourself no matter what may occur. You are, whatever you think you are. You are, whatever you believe you are. You are, what you think you can, what you think you will, and what you think you will ever amount to. No matter what anybody says, you are, Saiko Intelli.
You are a wonderful, intelligent young lady with a bright future ahead of you. You are worth, so much more, than anybody would ever give you credit for. You are, the next head of the house for the Intelli Family. You are, second only to yourself no matter what may occur. You are, whatever you think you are. You are, whatever you believe you are. You are, what you think you can, what you think you will, and what you think you will ever amount to. No matter what anybody says, you are, Saiko Intelli.
You are a wonderful, intelligent young lady with a bright future ahead of you. You are worth, so much more, than anybody would ever give you credit for. You are, the next head of the house for the Intelli Family. You are, second only to yourself no matter what may occur. You are, whatever you think you are. You are, whatever you believe you are. You are, what you think you can, what you think you will, and what you think you will ever amount to. No matter what anybody says, you are......
Saiko Intelli."
*creak*
"Hohhhhh, maaaan." A second year whined as she and three other students all entered the girls' restroom, the outside ambience increasing drastically for a moment before the door shut and it grew quiet. Shambling her way up to the mirror and taking her place next to Intelli, the student whimpered as she held up her long red hair where a giant chunk had been ripped off by a rival school's Quirk. "Now I'm definitely gonna have to cut it short because of that, I hate that school."
"-worth, so much more, than anybody would ever give you credit for-"
"Hmm?" The girl hummed as she turned to her left and found Intelli brushing the flow of her hair behind her right shoulder, her eyes wide and unmoving from their position on the mirror. "Oh heyyy, you're one of those girls from Seiai Academy."
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Saiko Killer, Qu'est-ce Que C'est (IzukuxSaiko)
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