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༺𓆩✮𓆪༻
You crouched down, carefully fastening your jelly platform shoes. The pink straps gleamed in the morning light, and you gave them a quick once-over before standing up. Aizawa waited by the door, arms folded with a hint of impatience.
Once you finished adjusting your outfit, you ran over to him, grabbing his hand tightly. His fingers closed around yours in a comforting grip.
"Ready to go?" he asked, his voice steady but warm.
"Yep!" you chirped, and he opened the door for you. The fresh air greeted you both as you stepped outside, the city's bustling energy welcoming you.
After a bit of walking, you arrived at a massive marketplace filled with colorful stalls and bustling crowds. Aizawa led you to a blue shop packed with various uniforms. As you entered, an elderly lady at the counter looked up with a welcoming smile.
"Hello, sir, and little lady! Are you here to get some clothes for the new school year?" she asked, her voice warm.
Aizawa nodded and approached the counter to speak with her. You stayed back, looking around in wonder. The shop was a sea of colors, with uniforms of all shapes and sizes neatly arranged. As you wandered into an aisle crammed with uniforms, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw a boy with striking white and red hair.
"Oh, hello," you greeted, smiling up at him.
"Hello," the boy responded, his tone friendly but a bit reserved.
An awkward silence settled between you. Finally, the boy spoke again, "You're in my way."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" you quickly moved to the side, but he added, "It's alright. So, what school are you going to?"
"Shujin Academy," you answered excitedly.
The boy's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm going there too!"
You beamed at him. "Maybe we'll be in the same class!"
The boy nodded enthusiastically grabbing your hand and dragging you around isle to isle. He helped you find the right uniform and size as well as telling you what type of shoes to buy. As you were looking over the options, you glanced at his unique hair, "I really like your hair. It's cool!"
The boy stiffened momentarily but then relaxed, giving you a shy smile. "Thank you."
Just then, a tall figure loomed behind the boy, placing a hand on his shoulder. You looked up, startled, to see a stern-looking man with a powerful presence.
"Shoto," the man's voice boomed, "Who's this?"
Shoto sighed and turned to his father. "This is a girl I met. She's going to the same school as me."
The man, now known as Shoto's father, scrutinized you with a sharp, assessing gaze. "Shujin Academy is for young prodigies, but you don't seem like one, little girl."
