vacillating | todoroki shouto [HAITUS]

one | cardice

one | "cardice." | 2130 words.

It's kind of a sickening thought; being able to give someone frostbite with just the tip of your index finger on their nose.

You know what? Maybe I should call myself Jack Frost. I mean, Jack can be a female name, too, right? Probably. It doesn't matter at the moment.

Back on to the topic at hand - being able to give someone frostbite this quickly is probably one of those God-given quirks. But it's not particularly in my favor, my quirk.

My quirk is Cardice - I have the ability to create dry ice with the touch of my hands on any given surface or even a sweep into the air. My one thought literally crystalizes like an icy blast.

Oh, that's it! Elsa. Fuck Jack Frost. I mean at least he looked good in "Rise of the Guardians" - 

My quirk is dangerous - indubitably. Though my quirk will without a doubt be used against them, a quirk that can burn skin with frostbite is easily able to be written down in the books, entitled:

Quirks from infamous Villains.

Yeesh, am I right? I don't intend for that to happen, thank the lord, but all in all, it's a huge possibility that still keeps me awake at night after fourteen rad-ass years of living.

((It was at this moment Mochi bit a huge hangnail so I'm in so much pain right now ow))

Should I tell you about Yuuei academy? It'd be pretty cool to tell your friends, yeah? I will, anyway, so, yesterday I took the big test - the big test.

Not a pregnancy test.

I took the entrance exam for Yuuei yesterday and I managed to score what I think was sixty-two points and then like... nine rescue points! I'm pretty sure I managed to get in due to that, so it was a really lucky shot for me to trek behind that one Katsuki kid and slide down the falling debris with my ice whenever he blew things up.

I wish, only, that I could've gotten more points, but there was an entire squadron of people always following me (probably because they didn't wanna get hit with that kid's recklessness,) and I wasn't entirely able to fight so much in close range.

Sucks, man. But stabbing robots through their control boxes were pretty dope, too, so at least I had that going for me.

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I gripped on to my bag harshly as I skipped down the sidewalk to my home, rolling my eyes at Auefrit, who was mindlessly singing some random song in her native tongue. 

I was on edge whether or not I accidentally disqualified myself or something, and knowing my record of having some major burns on people as a child, it probably wasn't a good image for Yuuei's students.

Auefrit was informed by her mother via text message that she got accepted into the hero course as well, and though she was mad her mother looked through her mail, she was shocked and utterly happy nonetheless.

The aforementioned female seemed to notice my on-edge and began to speak with a tilt of her head.

"Hey, you'll be fine," her voice was calming and relaxed, still thick in a hushed, French accent as she tried her best at her mildly broken Japanese, "I'm sure you did astounding, ___."

I looked at her with squinted, worried eyes. "I know," I whined, kicking a rock, "I hope so but - you can't help but worry about a situation like this."

"I guess not," and with that, she gave me another worried glance before looking back up. We continued walking and chatting together, and thankfully she managed to soothe my worries.