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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v7NU9jBNbjw&ab_channel=Everglow][sub]The Hero Awakens[/sub][/url][/center]

Namari woke up, her eyes slowly opening as a groan escaped her mouth. The sheets of her bed were slightly coming off the edge of her bed. She grumbled shutting her eyes hard and pulling the sheet around her, completely snapping it off the bed frame and it covered her. A bird chirped quietly to its fellow animals.

[color=cd937f]“You gosh darned cunt.”[/color] Namari said, throwing a pillow at the bird through the open window, her mouth moving autonomously as she tried to force herself back to sleep.

[color=fd6632]“My goodness Namari, that was just awful.”[/color] Her mom said from just outside her now open door. Namari thought about smacking herself in the face but decided that the most positive route from this point forward was to simply get up and over it. Namari was done with her shower after a few minutes and stopped into the kitchen to grab a bagel. Her dad was off at work but her mum was sitting at the table. After spreading a bit of butter on her bagel. 

After changing into some of her typical workout gear Namari waved goodbye to her mother on the way out the door. It was her first day at Brave High. She made sure to stop by a local diner and grab a couple slices of toast with Jam. She walked through the streets on her way to school. The girl fished into her back pocket and pulled out the acceptance letter. She examined it with brief pause. She was pretty sure there were some quite strong quirks out there, she was just… Heavy. 

Of course heavy legs can mean a lot, but it wasn’t exactly manipulating time and space or some kind of cosmic ability. Not that she had ever met or heard of someone with one such ability. But who knows - with a school meant to teach people how to perfect they’re abilities. She was sure she would meet tons of people with more control and strength than her. That would usually set someone off, get them feeling either pumped up or stressed out, but Namari found herself sort of – okay with it. Typically speaking the strongest had decisions to make, people who would look up to them.

It was comforting being towards the bottom for her. No one would bother her there. 

She approached the school hesitantly before striding in. She found herself in a foyer-esque area as she scarfed down the last of her toast and jam, licking her fingers in delight. She unhitched the water bottle from her belt loops and took a swig to wash everything down. She decided to go find a seat in the auditorium before she missed anything. 

Upon approaching the auditorium she watched as a girl pushed another student down in order to get past them. Namari looked at the ceiling and cursed herself for what was about to happen as she approached the fallen student and offered them a hand up. Pulling them up with her sturdy balance she gave them a pat on the shoulder and told them to keep their head down on the first day. With a small, but largely apathetic smile she continued to move forward giving an exaggerated solute to the student not waiting for a response.

She took a seat in the left-most section and began to literally twiddle her thumbs, waiting for the show to get on the road. She unhitched her water bottle once more and began to gulp down some more water. She looked around at the people surrounding her. Quite a few seemed to be pretty excited, she wondered why for a moment before reminding herself that – of course for most people this was a goal they had worked towards for large parts of their lives. 

Here she was. Riding the coattails of her natural strength. They would mostly come to despise her.