Kyōko Kasane's Story

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XXXXXXXXXOkamoto Rin

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XXXXXXRin's neighbourhood - U.A.

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Today was her first day of super hero school and Rin was going as slow as a rabbit. Wait no, it's as slow as a turtle. Yeah. Rin turned to her closet and dramatically opened it up, "What do we have to wear today~?" Rin asked herself out loud as she fanned her face with her hand and grabbed her uniform- who was she kidding she was just a school girl.

Soon Rin's uniform was on and she was struggling with putting the tie on and soon forgot about it, grabbing her small bear pin and putting it on the tie- which had become a special thing she had done to spice up all of her uniforms. Rin traveled outside to the kitchen where she smelt an omelette on the table and her mom and dad already eating. Rin sat down and looked around the table with a smile. "Good morning to the lovely people who brought me to this wonderful place called home!" Rin exclaimed as her mom nodded, "And good morning to my crazy girl." She responded as her dad shook his head at Rin's mess of a tie. "Let me help with that.." He grumbled as he got up, her fingers messing around with her tie until it was flattened and tucked in perfectly.

"Thanks dad~" Rin mumbled out before digging into her omelette sitting in front of her.

Soon she was in the bathroom brushing her teeth- putting on a little bit TOO much tooth paste as she wanted to have that effect of toothpaste foaming around her mouth like a dog with rabies. Rin had finished up with that and looked at her hair in the mirror, the hair that had gotten her into this special school. Rin's hair grew a little a gave her a thumbs up, which made Rin grin- even though it was obvious she did it herself.

Rin grabbed her backpack from her room and waved to her parents goodbye before walking outside, and grabbing her bike. "Bye, bye, I'll see you soon! Make sure Daichi knows I had a great morning!" Rin called out to her parents, clearly not forgetting about her best friend who was probably making his way to school right now too. Soon she was off on her bike, with her backpack on her shoulders and the wind brushing against her face- the smell of the morning air making Rin smile, the small things in life were the best things to Rin.

As she got got out of her neighborhood and into the city Rin noticed other students walking and biking to school and she was filled her with hope, she would make new friends and she would have great time at school. Rin promised herself as she approached the gate of the school and got off her bike, taking out her ID and noticing the scanner. Rin let out a small ohh before letting the scanner see her ID as the gate opened and she traveled in happily.

Rin parked her bike inside the gates of the school and looked up at the glass structure that would soon call school. 'Wow..' Rin gazed at the building, before jumping up and down in excitement- and sprinting inside the school, her sneakers squeaking against the shiny floors as she sped around- remembering her class number. 1-A. She had to find class 1-A, maybe this would be her first challenge? Who knows? Rin let the voices in her head talk to her as she her running slowed down to a jog as she started to feel somewhat tired. Soon she was two floors up and saw the classes starting, which sparked some hope in her. She kept repeating 1-A in her head until her eyes lit up- "I found it!" Rin squealed as she opened the sliding doors to the class room.

That's weird, no one was here- she didn't even see a teacher. Rin shrugged, if she made it this far- and the sign above the classroom clearly said 1-A she was at the right place, plus she wasn't moving after she climbed those stairs while running. So Rin perched herself at a desk near the window and sat there, patiently waiting for another student or a teacher.

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Izaya Fiore
LOCATION | U.A. High
TIME | Approx. 7:00 AM

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It was impossible for Izaya to sleep through an alarm, especially when his form of an alarm was the sound of people's groggy morning thoughts filling his brain against his will. He could never decide which bothered him more, the overly enthusiastic morning people or the grumpy ones who complained about everything until they had at least one cup of coffee in them. Rolling over in his bed, the boy did his best to tune out the unwanted thoughts as he stared over at his wall covered in posters of well-known heroes. He smiled softly to himself, hardly able to believe that he was about to attend the same high school that so many of them had attended at his age.

His body was full of adrenaline at the thought of his first day of superhero school but he couldn't seem to keep his own negative thoughts from appearing. What if everyone was right and I don't belong at U.A.? What if I'm laughed out of the building as soon as I have to announce what my quirk is? He shook his head, pushing himself up on his elbows before rolling out of bed and rushing to grab his perfectly ironed school uniform from where it was hung up in his closet the night before. He rushed to get ready, having spent too much time in bed listening to Mr. Ozazora thought's about divorcing his wife because of how loudly she snored. He was almost completely dressed when he slipped over his pant leg, collapsing onto his bedroom floor with a loud crash. His cheeks burned a rosy red as he thanked the Gods that he was alone in his room where no one could see him being a complete klutz.

Practically running into his mother in the kitchen he grabbed an apple out of his mom's hand knowing she had been planning to hand it to him with her usual 'You have to take time to eat, Izah' before waving frantically back at her as he made his exit and took one step closer to U.A. High.



Running a bit late after almost missing his bus meant that by the time he arrived U.A. High was full of the anxious thoughts of the hundreds of students on their first day of school. Of course this didn't help calm the red head's nerves either, causing him to become slightly shaky and on edge as he made his way through the wide hallways full of students rushing in one direction or another. He couldn't help but focus in on specific students as he passed them, taking in both their appearances and thoughts as he tried to figure out what their quirk was. Sometimes he was successful, other times the person was still a mystery to him as he continued on his hunt for room 1-A. By the time he had made it through one hallway he didn't even need to consider asking for directions, already overhearing exactly where he needed to go.

Taking the stairs two at a time the anxious boy tried to focus his thoughts on his actions. One step. Two Steps. Three steps. Take a right at the top of the stairs, then a quick left. The door should be five down on the left. So focused on the directions he kept repeating over in his head, he almost didn't notice the door being swung open by someone inside, having to stumble backwards to keep himself from crashing into them.

"W-woah, I-I'm so sorry. I swear I'm not usually this clumsy," he blurted out all at once, despite it being a complete lie. His cheeks flushed a deep red as he avoided making eye contact with who appeared to be a girl just a tad bit shorter than him. Noticing that none of her thoughts seemed to involve wanting to use whatever quirk she had to murder him, he let out a sigh of relief. He rubbed absentmindedly at his bruised forearm from his fall earlier that morning, feeling guilty for lying even though it was over something so simple. Maybe it was because he always knew when people weren't telling the truth, but he could get away with lying if he truly wanted to. "You caught me off guard, I didn't expect there to be a girl opening the door when we're all supposed to be in the classroom but maybe it's my fault for running so late. I'm really really sorry, I could have hurt you," he rambled on, noticing that something he had said seemed to have annoyed...or maybe upset the girl he was speaking to. Maybe she is angry at me after all.

"You- You don't look like you want to hurt me for that but did I say something wrong?" he asked, unaware at the time that it was the pronouns he had wrong. Something so simple, yet important. He already was making a terrible first impression on his classmates and he hadn't even entered the room yet. His heart began to race, his hands shaky as he ran them absentmindedly through his hair.