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'Dear God,

I've lived by the book for all 18 years of my life! So tell me, is this even fair? If I knew this was how it would end, I would've done more of what I wanted instead of studying all the damn time... but what that have been? I've never really given it a thought, man....my life was such a mundane one,' Ayaka thought to herself as she slowly began to regain consciousness.

When Ayaka woke up, she was not in the middle of the road. Even though she had yet to open her eyes, she could tell that she was inside somewhere. Where? That she didn't know. 'This smell... it's almost like incense.'

What she did know was that there was a plus pillow behind her head that tickled the back of her neck, a small yet soft black dropped over her legs, and a beanbag underneath her body. When she opened her eyes, the light was so bright it added to the deliriousness that she was feeling.

Alongside the light, the only thing she saw was a really pretty tan gyaru chick with gorgeous pink hair. Ayaka's eyes were slightly glazed over as she squinted up at the woman. It must be an angel.

'Woah, angles have pink hair. I had no idea,' Ayaka thought to herself.

The gyaru chick's vibrant pink hair swayed as she leaned closer, her eyes filled with concern. "Hey, you're awake!" she exclaimed with a warm smile.

Ayaka blinked several times, trying to adjust her vision and the disorienting brightness. As her surroundings became clearer, she noticed the gyaru was wearing a casual but stylish outfit—something that contrasted sharply with Ayaka's usual gray and drab school uniform.

"Huh?" Ayaka replied, her voice soft and raspy. She tried to sit up but found herself a bit unsteady. "Where am I?" A cold piece of fabric fell from her head as she finally sat up. The guys from earlier were standing behind the pink-haired gyaru.

"Uh, oh, you're finally up," the boy with black hair chuckled sheepishly. Feeling genuinely frightened, she gasped at the sight, almost imperially trying to leave. The pink-haired girl grabbed her by her waist, "Wait, relax!"

"I can explain," she rushed out. Ayaka continued to attempt to pull away. Jesus, this girl was strong. "Please just hold on a sec," if it weren't for the pleading tone in the girl's voice, Ayaka would've continued to fight. But alas, she gave in. Plopping down on the beanbag once again.

The other members of the group were scattered around the room, watching her with varying degrees of curiosity and relief. The gorgeous blonde male from earlier was seated nearby, looking relaxed as he sipped from a cup of tea. Bakugou was sprawled on a chair; his usual scowl softened slightly. Kirishima was leaning casually against a wall, and Sero was fiddling with his phone. Kaminari was behind Mina, smiling down at her.

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