Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
・・・ ・・・ ・・・
The confused class murmured with themselves as to why all of the cameras had shut down. The room had little light in it now thanks to the screens going black. They could just barely see All Might at the podium, slowly turning on his heel, looking anxious or something of the sort. They had no idea why. Suddenly, the door to the building reeled open, smashing into the wall with a loud bang.
"All Might!" Every student jumps at the shrill scream.
The open door let sunlight shine directly on him, putting him in a spotlight. "What the fuck was that?" A girl stomps her way in, and as she entered from the hallway, they were all shocked to see who the number one hero feared so much: one of their classmates, with gray skin that blended into the wall. Her tone carried volumes, seeming to pound into their chests as if she was trying to control their minds. But when she was completely silent—arms crossed, chest puffed out, head high—awaiting an answer, that was when the real fear kicked in.
Her eyes were dark as they sliced through the air, white slits making it easy to see her glaring directly at their teacher, her nails black and long like claws. Her hair brushed the tops of her shoulders, the top half being black, fading to white on the left side and a bright magenta on the right. High on her cheeks, over eyebags she didn't have, were small marks that almost looked like tattoos. 3 scores under her left eye and 12 tallies under her right. She was wearing baggy camo pants with a tight black leotard that let her gray hips peak through and a fishnet shrug pulled over her shoulders.
"Outside," she hisses, spinning on her heel and stomping out. All Might glances around the room with his grin still plastered on his face and excuses himself.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" the class hears her ask. Venom dripped off her voice as All Might stuttered to answer. "I know I should've stopped it sooner, but I know—" "I know as well as you do, please do not make excuses," she cuts in. "I don't care how well you knew he would get hurt, the moment Bakugo-kun set off that canon, you should've stopped him. These buildings are built quick and in one piece. A gaping whole through the floor and wall could've sent that whole building crumbling in a matter of minutes. I'm shocked it hasn't already. "I know you understand their quirks well but you do not understand the arena and that is a flaw that could have been fatal, All Might. Do better next time."
After that display, the girl was gone again, with All Might returned with his usual cheery disposition as he discussed the battle with the class.
So, when Ashido rounded the corner to the new training site, she was obviously surprised to see the girl standing there. She was still that same outfit, and Ashido couldn't imagine that was actually supposed to be her hero costume. "Oh, uh, hi," Ashido says awkwardly as she walks up. The girl looks over her shoulder and smiles at her. "Hello!" she greets back. "Um, I'm Ashido Mina, by the way. I think we're in class together." The girl nods happily. "Misako."
