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She'd just been standing off to one side, watching the other students arrive and recording their faces to commit them to memory when it had happened.

There were a couple of redheaded students, both of whom looked a little bit intimidating, in addition to the blonde girl she'd seen before. Aside from these, there were also a few more unusual individuals, like a boy with six gigantic wings, a pink-haired girl who appeared to be sifting through the dirt, and a very large, rotund young man who was... Wait, what? Fumika blinked, her eyes shifting off their red hue and back to blue as she tried looking at him again with her own sight, but observed nothing unusual. And yet, when she'd tried to record him earlier, he was-

[color=lightblue]"Okay, which goddess are you? Shinto has too many, but I'm going to guess Amaterasu. What are you doing in a dump like this?"[/color]

Fumika turned. She blinked. She rubbed her eyes. She blinked again.

...No, she definitely wasn't imagining it. There most certainly was a transparent boy floating just a little bit above and behind her, looking down at her with a quizzical look on his face. And, since unlike the girl before, he was definitely looking straight at her, she was pretty sure that he was addressing her. But... what exactly was he talking about? A goddess? Her? She hadn't ever thought of herself as one, but if anyone would know, it would probably be a spirit, right? But she'd never been able to see spirits or ghosts before, even with her Quirk, so why was she suddenly observing one right now? This was all very confusing and highly unusual.

So, more that a little bit baffled by the situation, she stared up at him with the same sort of look as a curious little bird pecking at something it has never seen before.

[color=#F50A83]"I'm a goddess?"[/color] She asked innocently, evidently taking his words at face value. If these words had been spoken by anyone else, they'd obviously come off as sarcastic, but Fumika seemed to be expressing... genuine surprise? [color=#F50A83]"I mean, I guess I can create things, but still, nobody's ever called me one before, and I never really thought... That is..."[/color] She fidgeted with her hair, before she suddenly straightened back up as if her thoughts had suddenly reversed directions. [color=#F50A83]"Oh, but, um, I think you've mistaken me for somebody else. My powers don't really have anything to with the sun."[/color] She bowed her head respectfully - she had read in a pamphlet she'd found about ghost stories once that you always needed to treat spirits with respect, or else they'd get angry and might curse you. [color=#F50A83]"I'm sorry."[/color]

[@Ryteb Pymeroce]