𝓘𝓷 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀, 𝓘 𝓕𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶

∞•§ Flames That Reflect, the Undreamt Will §•∞

"Let's go shopping!" Mina Ashido suggested, looking expectantly at [Name], who tilted her head.

"Shopping? What for, Ashido? Do we need to restock on weapons? Or do we need more firepower?" she asked, scratching her cheek sheepishly.

The pinkette gawked before shaking her head, her features returning to a smile.

"Mina is fine. We're going shopping for clothing, by the way! You do know we're going to be going to a summer camp, correct?" she pointed out, making dramatic gestures along the way.

[Name], on the other hand, went silent for a while. "I think so? But why do we need new clothes? Aren't we going to wear our outfits?"

"Ehm..." Mina hesitated. "I mean, sure, but new clothes means more choices to choose from!"

[Name] stayed silent, not knowing what to say. In Glamoth's Iron Calvary, there was no need for any type of variety of clothing, as most of the time, they'd be fighting for their lives instead of a piece of cloth.

"Okay, I'll go..."

"Great!!"

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The entire shopping trip became a living nightmare, with the fiasco between Midoriya and Shigaraki (Kafka gave [Name] a file containing everyone she'd meet, including the names) unfolding in the smack center of the mall, prompting [Name] to now develop a distaste for both shopping and clothes.

"How unfortunate... I was hoping it'd be smooth sailing from there..." [Name] sighed, as she dusted off some flecks of unknown matter off her brown crop-top type jacket. "Then again, it's okay. I'm happy with the clothes I have."

Mina, however, looked down in the dumps, obviously displeased about the situation they were thrown head-first into. [Name] patted the pinkette on the back, her smile melding into a reassuring one.

"We'll still have a lot of fun," she said, pumping a fist into the air. "I promise!"

Mina's spirits brightened as she returned the gesture. "Yeah! You're right, let's do this!"

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The class boarded the bus as [Name] found a spot with no-one occupying, and took the window seat, multicolored eyes raking over the lush horizon, the grounds filled with life, in stark contrast to the planet which her comrades perished on.

Unfortunately for the genetically-engineered warrior, the class consisted of even numbers, and so, she was only slightly surprised when somebody slid into the seat next to her. Based on their quiet nature, [Name] guessed it most likely was Todoroki.

Turning her head towards the person, she indeed made the right guess; it was Todoroki.

"Hi," [Name] greeted, giving a slightly wider smile than her normal stuck-on-face one, before turning back to the window. Todoroki nodded in response, giving the subtlest smile back, before turning his attention back to the floor.