Run, Izuku, Run

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                                                                              Let your hair flow,


                                                                     Wink at the photographers,


                                                                       Twirl your skirt around,


                                                                          And be on your way.


                                                                 You're as beautiful as a rose.


My hands clenched my sweatpants, turning the pale skin into a rosier hue with the force of the clench. I gulped, my eyes closing slightly, minimizing my vision. Everybody already knows who I am,

I'll be,

A weak target.

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My feet trembled on the grey concrete. The chatter of the people filled the air, my mumbles drowned out. My shivering fingers slid across my blue sweatshirt, grabbing at it slightly. My head swifted in every direction, seeing if I could recognize any of the to-be students. My eyes drifted to a fluff of brown hair, instantly recognizing the girl from this morning. 

Its her!

I should probably say thank you.

 My trembling legs stiffly moved in sync, my lips quivering with every small step. My thoughts drifted to what I would say to her, when a sturdy hand clapped over my small, slender shoulder. I felt my thick locks of emerald hair against my pale skin as my head swifted to the left. My eyes landed on a tall boy, his straight, dark blue hair swifted to a side, and his glasses glowing in the cool sunlight. His eyes fixated on mine, quickly gazing over my small, slender figure. 

"Hello! Aren't you the person that interrupted Present Mic's presentation!" His voice was enthusiastic, and his mouth opened harshly, his arms flailing around stiffly. 

"I-I uh, I-I mean," My high pitched voice quavered, my pale fingers moved around aimlessly. My big green emerald eyes drifted away, avoiding eye contact. 

"Yes! You are!" He forcefully said, his strong arms making fast, slicing motions. 

"N-No," My pale arms flailed around, my big eyes widening. "Uh-" 

"Ready, START!" A loud voice boomed, the sound of loud, heavy footsteps drowning out the rest of the dialogue. My eyes widened at the sudden event, my jaw clenching in frustration.

Crap! I'm behind!

I clenched my fist, my feet thudding on the now empty concrete. My bright red shoes scratched at the concrete. As I got nearer to the crowd I realized, they were, immobilized. The students couldn't seem to move, my eyes trailed down, only to find a layer of ice that was keeping their feet hostage. I gritted my teeth, it was probably a recommended student. My arms flailed around as I made my way past the inmoving crowd, some making their way out, some still beating uselessly at the cool ice. My small feet slipped slightly on the ice, which was getting thinner as I got farther away. My head swifted back, eyes gawking at the crowd that I left behind. Thick locks of hair going everywhere, my feet skidded to a stop, making a horrific sound against the concrete. 

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