A few streets away from UA, a beaten up but still functional convertible parks itself narrowly inbetween two cars, and its driver runs a hand through her literally flaming hair, easily seen from afar due to the wind billowing it around, though the flames themselves don't go out for some odd reason. She sighs, mutters something incomprehensible, and exits. Walking over to the rear of the car, she opens the trunk and removes her surprisingly heavy bag, almost filled to the brim with notebooks and different coloured pens, pencils, and even brushes. After making sure the car is locked, she starts the long trek to UA. She isn't too happy about the press, so she does her best to dodge them, which is a little bit easier due to her flaming hair, cause nobody wants first-degree burns. She says nothing, instead keeping her eyes to the ground and slips on a pair of semi-fire-resistant sunglasses. Her posture is a bit conceited, and isn't the most confident, but soon enough straightens itself as she gradually begins hyping herself up with words of confidence. 
[i][color=darkred]You can do this Karen. They're just kids, you've dealt with much worse. Just go in and introduce yourself, but make sure they know you're in it to win it. You can do this![/color][/i].
 By the time she gets close to the class, she has a long smile across her face, and is pretty confident. She opens the door with what can only be described as swagger, and opens her mouth to introduce herself. Her mouth remains open as she looks around the room, almost standing mid-stride, with her hair still on fire, causing odd shadows to be cast of herself and the surrounding area around her. She continues openly staring, almost gawking at the normalness of the students. She was expecting badasses, and instead, she gets a class of seemingly normal looking [i]kids[/i]. She notices that time didn't stop, so she closes her mouth and clears her throat, trying to forget about how insane she must look to the other normal looking kids. 
[color=darkred]"Umm... Sup- Er, I mean, greetings... People... Classmates..."[/color] Whatever she was saying to hype herself up has completely flown out of the nearest window, and she's left standing at the doorway, awkwardly and on fire.