It's A 'Love-Hate' Relationship

~First Day~

*POV Main Character*

On an early and slightly brisk morning, about 5am, I woke up staring at the ceiling hoping I'd go back to sleep. My mind raging with thoughts. Yet, I seemed to keep so calm.

'What if they don't like me?'
'Do I have to make my best impression?'
'What if something goes wrong?'

These scenarios keep running through my head until my phone alarm began blaring. I sigh and sit up rubbing my face.

"Fuck...I have everything to lose...and everything to gain." I groan and stretch as I get up and head to the bathroom for a shower, and more thinking time was just what I needed.

*Timeskip: Getting dressed*

After hoping out of the shower with a bit of haste, I blow dry my platinum locks. Then slick a droplet of oil through it to give it some sheen.

Drying off on my way to the room, I stumble and fall on my knee cursing under my breath. I look next to my hand and give a small grin. I finally found the earrings I planned to wear with my uniform.

"Small gold hoops. Not too flashy, not too dull either." Standing up, I walk over to my underwear drawer and pick out a tight black sports bra for support if I start heavy training today with some black panties to match.

I pick up my dress shirt and slowly pull my arms through. Starting to button them up, I frown a bit from making some more scenarios in my head. I smack my cheeks to snap out of it.

"Cut that shit out! I don't need to be moping around on my first day of school!" I reprimand myself while slipping on some sheer black thigh highs that kinda hug around them, making them look tight.

I grab the ever green skirt and slip it on in front of the mirror. I tuck my shirt through and zip the skirt up doing some finally adjustments making myself comfortable. I put on my high top red converse to tie the look all together. I snatched my tie and earrings and quickly rush out my lonesome apartment with my side bag flaming behind me.

*Timeskip: Arriving at school*

The wind flowing through my hair as I ran to U.A. was peaceful and calming and reminded me of a car ride. It put me in a great mood. I look at the entrance trying to intimidate it. I march in my chin up and head straight to the main office.

The chatter of some adults get louder as I enter the room. I see the number one hero in the flesh but think nothing of it.

"Uh, All Might? Sir?"  knocking on the door to politely interrupt. He turns to me and looks down giving the warmest smile I ever felt.

"Oh! Hello, Miss Saiyori! You must be very anxious to get to class, no?"  he smiles and pats the crown of my head.

"Ofcourse! I could hardly fall asleep thinking about how today is gonna go!" I smiled the fakest smile a human being could come up with. He smiles back and dismisses whoever he was chatting with.

"Zeni, sweetheart, I know you've been a bit uncomfortable since you have arrived here but I promise it'll truly an experience. Just give it sometime." Giving a hug after his statement, I sigh and hug him back. The truth is, I've known Toshinori since I was about 8 or 9 years old. If you ask me, he's kind of my dad in a way.