Kya's POV
As far as the eye could see, there were deadpanned faces everywhere. To calm me down even more, Ninja Shoji brought me to his seat and seated me on his lap. After pulling out Illumi's pin needle object, I don't have much control over my emotions. According to Nee-san, I have the emotional ability of a four-year-old child.
I was thrilled when the Caterman allowed me to sit alongside Ninja Shoji. The other students quickly forgot about me and focused their attention on the bandaged Caterman. A boy with average-looking green hair cried out to him, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THIS PLACE? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE RESTING!" Following his outburst, there were murmurs of agreement. "The old lady went overboard with her treatment, and there is no time to rest," Caterman said. "ARE THERE MORE VILLAINS?" yelled a boy with purple grapes on his head. He appeared to be on the verge of hysteria, just like I did when I realized Mr. Pickle wasn't with me. "No, the U.A. Sport's Festival is coming up," Caterman remarked, his face as straight as a board. Except for the quiet kids and me, everyone yelled something about the recent attack. Was there a recent attack? That's something I don't recall. Caterman continued to explain why the festival was important, but I ignored him and turned to my ninja brother.
"What attack is he talking about, Ninja nee-san?" "Do you remember when you fell out of the sky yesterday?" Ninja nee-san asked, looking down at me. I nodded excitedly, eager to hear more from the ninja. "You were caught up in the attack, and they were nasty folks." He spoke to me sweetly and softly, as if I was about to burst... which was probably true. "What is the Sports Festival for, Ninja nee-san?" He nodded his head towards Caterman, jestering for me to listen to him.
"The U.A. Sports Festival is significant because, since the invention of quirks, there has been greater interest in them than in the Olympics. In a world where the Olympics were no longer relevant, the Sports Festival swiftly replaced that competitive spirit." Oh, that makes a lot more sense now. It's no surprise they can't just call it off. I return my attention to Ninja nee-san.
"Would you like to win the sporting festival?" Big Boobs interrupted our talk after he nodded. "It's a crucial period for scouts to decide whether they want you to intern with them, and if they see potential in a first-year student, you're less likely to end up as a sidekick." Even though I liked her answer, I do not believe she is trustworthy. People her size are not to be trusted, no matter how much I want bigger boobs. " Ninja nee-san, want to train with me? If this is how classes are, I'm going to get bored quickly." I noticed a faint smile beneath his mask as he peered down at me. "I'll take that as a yes, and we should get together for lunch! What kind of people do you hang out with? I'd like to..." After that, I suppose I went into aimless ranting and ended up on Ninja nee's shoulders in the cafeteria. Emo Birdy will be the name of a boy with a bird head who was talking about a wild banquet of darkness. It seems appropriate. There was also a shy-looking rocky boy among the group. I like him because he is a nice baby to protect and adore. And apparently, he can talk to animals. So, he'll be known as my Animal Boy.
I made my first three friends, and I was excited to see where this would go! The Sports Festival is coming up and I am excited!
BoUnAs:
Aizawa: "Would you just pick one already?"
Kya: "NO! This is and important decision that I cannot rush! Now should I get Mr. Pickle another dino friend or a unicorn friend?"
-1 hour later-
Kya: "HOW DO YOU GUYS LIVE WITHOUT CHOCOBOBS?! THEY ARE A DELICACY THAT I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT! I AM GOING ON STRIKE!"
Let's just say that this ended with Aizawa dragging Kya to their shared apartment by the ear.
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Class 1-A's Assassin {Hiatus}
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