The small girl stood beside the smiling teacher in front of the class.
"Everyone, this is Fumiko Fujino."
The teacher gently places a hand on the said girl's shoulder.
"Don't be shy."
She whispers to the child.
Fumiko bites her bottom lip but let's the teacher guide her to a desk where two other boy's sat.
One had bushy green hair and big dou like green eye's and a cheerful smile, while the other had spiky ash blond hair and deep crimson eye's that oddly reminded the girl of blood, he had an expression on his face as if he was ready to murder someone.
Fumiko ignored the ash blond and kept her normal solemn expression on her face and sat next to the boy who seemed more then happy about having a new member at the table.
The broccoli boy smiled brightly.
"I'm Izuku Midoriya. Nice to meet you."
"Fumiko Fujino."
The girl mumbled softly.
Fumiko kept her eye's locked on the desk, not daring to look up fearing she would make eye contact with the ash blond.
"Kacchan. Don't you think you should introduce yourself?"
Midoriya whispered.
"Shut up nerd! I'll introduce myself whenever I want to!"
The blond snapped.
Fumiko looked up at the ash blond.
Sensing someone was looking at him the blond looked forward, making eye contact with the girl in front of him.
He flinched, he wasn't expecting what he saw.
He didn't know someone could have such violet irises and snow white hair like the girl before him.
Her thick eyelashes fluttered whenever she blinked, obviously not fazed by the ash blond.
She shuffled awkwardly in his seat.
"Katsuki Bakugou."
The ash blond growled under his breath hoping that would make the girl look away.
It's not that he didn't like her looking at him, it was just the way she did.
Her intense purple eye's burned holes into his crimson one's as if she could see right through him and into his soul.
"S-So Fujino-Chan, have you got you're quirk yet?"
Midoriya asked, braking the silence.
Bakugou would never admit it, but he was glad Deku broke the girl's attention from him.
The girl looked over to Midoriya and simply nodded.
This interested Bakugou.
"Heh, what is it then? The ability to not speak or something?"
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Stitches |||♪BNHA♪|||
RandomThree childhood friends make it to U.A class 1-A. One is cheerful and happy, one is angry and mean and the other silent but deadly. What could possibly go wrong? ∆∆∆∆ I dont own BNHA. I only own my oc's and the storyline.
