DAYLIGHT. [status: onhold & editing]
❝ ( name ) yamada. ❞
❝ It's the real deal! It's Present Mic's one and only daughter! ❞
main parings: shoto t. katsuki b.
{ 2 in # todoroki 06-13-20 }
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monday / 7:19 A.M.
YAMADAY/N
MY EYES GAWKED OPEN from the daylight oozing at my windows. It was Monday, alright- meaning it was the first day of school. Not actually, but sometimes in anime stereotypes...it just happens to be.
The screeching sound of my swivel chair echoed the room. Standing up with a yawn, I folded the blanket that was draped in my shoulders a minute ago, and to answer that notion, dad must have been in my room.
Muffins and eggs were wafting in the air, making my head turn at my bed, quickly noticing the small foldaway table mom used to place there when she has the time. A sticky note was also present near the glass of water.
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My sweet, adorable (y/n) :)
Please eat the breakfast I made for you! I'll be going first at school, so have a treat! P.S. WASH THE DISHES ON THE SINK !!!
- DAD
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The note said.
"These muffins better be not sweet." I giggled after taking a bite of the muffin resting on the plate. And to my surprise, it wasn't sweet, rather— salty.
Shower, getting dressed up was of course needed. The gray blazer was lazily hung in my shoulders, praying that it won't fall over while walking.
Oh boy, maybe leaving the dishes was a bad idea.
Hizashi Yamada| Dad Facts!
Don't let him cook. He leaves a huge pile of dishes.
monday / 8:22 A.M.
"(y/n)! lets walk together through the rooms!" I noticed a familiar person with blonde hair, and beside him was a boy with an indigo-hair, and the length sticking from his neck.
"Mirio! Tamaki!" I yelled back, running through them.
We started talking and conversing while walking through the halls. Its really quite good that Mirio is still cheerful, and Tamaki—well, he is still mumbling about how he wants to go home as soon as possible.
"Bye!"
"B-bye..?"
"I'll see you guys soon." With that, Mirio and Tamaki left me in the huge door in front of me.
Before going in, I was still pondering if I would put myself in a dangerous situation. Dangerous was going in with my 'scary aura'. If looks could kill, my classmates back then would drop dead the first time they saw me walking in. I'd care less, but I like to play safe this time.
Sliding the door, everyone stared at me as if I was a late comer barging in at the second period of class. Talk about stage fright.
I skipped my way behind, a seat apart from someone who was really loud, and getting scold at by a boy wearing glasses. A raven-haired girl nodded at me when I took my seat, giving her at least a polite smile in exchange.
Not until I saw a two-toned boy who was sitting beside my right, catching a gaze from him.
Aww, I wish I have that kind of hair... God really has his favorites, huh?
I snapped back at my thoughts when I saw a scruffy man, dragging something in his hands.
Uncle Shota??
"It took you eight seconds to shut up." Uncle said nonchalantly, making the class real quiet.
"I'm Shota Aizawa, your homeroom teacher in this class, put on these uniforms and head outside. We're doing an quirk assessment test."
