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[center]Isinui Samada

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The trip to America was an exciting one for Samada, who always wanted to visit overseas and thanks to this apprentice program he would be staying there for a couple years from what the scout told him. His mother had been extremely reluctant to let him go, though he understood why, what with his quirk and body condition and worried he might forget to properly eat, taking lots of convincing from Samada and his until she finally caved. Of course he would come to miss them and so made sure to bring a picture of them; placed in the bear shaped locket that currently dangled against his chest.

After much tearful goodbyes from the mother and promises to be safe and to maintain his body care; a large, overly stuffed backpack and he was off.

Eventually leading to being on the bus alongside the other apprentices; finding it exhilarating to see more of them than he thought and could practically feel the excitement buzzing in the air. So much so that a small fight had broken out two days ago. A good sign things were only going to get even more hectic and crazy once they arrived at this HQ. 

For the time being, Samada chose to sit near the back as he didn't know any of the others yet, moreso his huge pack needing to be placed on the seat next to him. So there he sat or at least not bouncing around with all the fidgeting he did.

A young male of fifteen giving off the look of a puny wimp with how slim he was compared to most boy his age. Something he couldn't help, what with his quirk greatly increasing his metabolism so he couldn't gain weight even if he tried, though also came with the need to eat three times more than normal to prevent his body from eating itself and burning out. This being the reason for having a backpack filled with lots of bento boxes, sandwiches and other varying healthy food and snacks as he currently munched on a mixed berry granola bar.

Adding to the slim build were an assortment of bandages over his arms, hands and one on his cheek as his legs likely had several. Clearly showing this boy was somewhat of a klutz, but it didn't bother him and in fact found each of them a fun story to tell.


Other than his sort of odd way of dressing, the one thing that really stood out about him were the vents in his back which had been there since birth. Thankful that a shirt could cover them up, but the random spurts of venting he sadly had no control of and hoped to avoid filling the bus with smoke, again thankful the gas itself had no smell and more a minor annoyance if anything. A simple open window to take care of that, he hoped

He gazed out through the window, taking a bite of his granola; intrigued at seeing all that open farmland. A good distraction for thinking about heroes and the apprentice would get him excited all over again. His hand gripped the bar tightly, nearly crushing it as he wished they would arrive already.