First Day at U.A.

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Y/N's pov

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Y/N's pov

It was no secret to the third years that I was living in Yuuei. They practically see me all day, every day -- heck, I even remember the first time someone pointed me out when I was still 12. 

I skidded to a stop outside my classroom, 1A.

 A fair-skinned girl of average height with royal blue eyes. The unusual feature about her was that her hair is periwinkle, and it reaches all the way down to her knees, twisting around itself at her waist and curving inwards around her legs. She was practically bombarding me with questions on the second week, as I recall, 'Woah! Finally someone shorter than me!' and 'Senpai! Can I talk to you for a moment?'

A small smile graced my features as my head reached up for the doorknob.

Nejire-senpai is a very kind, talkative and endlessly curious girl.  Though, I must say, if Nejire-senpai wants to make more friends, she should probably stop asking very blunt and rather invasive or off-putting questions. Well, at least I can share my childish glee with her: Anime.

I twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. I wonder to myself, 'Who will be my classmates this year?'

Being the first person here, I headed to the desk near the window, the second row to the back, where I plopped my bag down on the floor on whipped out a book titled 'How to socialise for people who have never seen the sun for five years 101'. 

Let's pretend (Y/n) sits in Mineta's spot and you can imagine wherever you want to out Mineta at

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I waited for a while, but I soon heard footsteps approaching the door in a hurried manner, as if they were afraid that they were late. The footsteps got closer and closer until the door slid open gently.

"My quirk is creation, which gives me the ability to create any non-living material as long as I have an understanding of how something is made, of course."

"Hello! Would you like to be friends--?"

"Really? That's cool." The girl beside her responded as she twirled an earphone jack hanging from her ear lobe. "Earphone jack, heard of it? My quirk allows me to plug my jacks into all sorts of things and channel the sound of her heartbeat into them to catch sounds and vibrations from her surroundings."

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