[center][img]https://s27.postimg.org/wuycvj0jn/image.png[/img] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [img]https://s1.postimg.org/3xstl76ucv/Avatar.png[/img] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢 𝓒𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯 || [color=#FF741D]#FF741D[/color] ||| 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝓒𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯 || [color=#DFD989]#DFD989[/color] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬[/center] What an absolute mess this all was. Not twenty minutes after they'd finally made it to Komei, and not only had she, a complete bystander, been dragged into some kind of personal mess of Harukaze's, but Fumika had even thrown herself right into the middle of their argument. But the more Asuka thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. Her sister didn't get involved with other people. It just didn't happen. The only exception had apparently been Harukaze, but even so, it was rare she'd actually care about anything enough to break her customary silence. And yet, she hadn't just talked... She'd shouted in both of their faces, for crying out loud! And she'd said all sorts of bizarre things that didn't make any sense. Blaming herself? Calling herself stupid? Why was somebody so arrogant acting like that? Did she get some kind of change of heart the moment she arrived here? No, that was a ridiculous assumption. Then it hit her. Asuka didn't actually have any reference how she acted around other people normally. Or, in other words, it wasn't how she interacted with other people, but rather... [color=#F50A83]"Haruka, it looks like there's dinner. Would you like to eat?"[/color] The soft voice of her sister piped up from next to her as the tall blonde tugged on Harukaze's sleeve, motioning over to the kitchen as they entered the common area of the dorm. The shorter girl seemed to be distracted by something, staring off to one side with an unreadable look on her face. At Fumika's words, however, she snapped back to attention and nodded a moment later, evidently giving her assent to the plan. [color=#C9C916]"S-sure. We spent most of the day traveling, so I'm kinda hungry."[/color] Harukaze tried to pass things off casually, but her usual enthusiasm was gone. Fumika's face fell, but, undeterred, she placed a hand on her friend's arm and gave it a gentle squeeze before turning and walking with her over to where they were serving food. Asuka's eyes narrowed. She knew Harukaze was unhappy, and was trying to comfort her. Sure, the way she went about it was awkward and clumsy, but even so! She cared about someone, had read the mood, and now was behaving like a normal human being and trying to support her instead of just ignoring the problem without a care in the world! [color=#DFD989][i]What the hell? She can talk to people just fine! It's not that she's oblivious like she pretends to be, or that she's just arrogant in general... It's not anything complicated at all, in fact. She's just ignoring me like some little brat![/i][/color] Asuka clenched a fist unconsciously, but released it a moment later. No... It was certainly infuriating being treated this way, by her own sister of all people, but... She couldn't allow it to get to her. If she did that, then she'd just be letting her annoyingly smug sibling get one over on her. She wouldn't give that two-faced idiot the pleasure of seeing her upset. She took a deep breath, and was about to follow along, grumbling to herself that her opinion had never been consulted on the matter even though she'd probably have accepted a meal anyway. However, just then, a familiar person brushed past her. It was that short, sporty-looking kid who'd come running when her sister was freaking out in the courtyard outside. It looked like he was trying to catch up to her, evidently not satisfied that she was alright. Asuka gave a wry smirk. She knew enough about boys that she had a feeling that he wasn't just being friendly. So, he must have been the white knight type. But seriously, of all the people to get interested in... Honestly, she had to feel sorry for him. He'd probably talked to her, what, once? And now he just thought she was "interesting" or "quirky" because he hadn't realized how stupid and petty she could really be. Hell, he probably just got taken in by Fumika's appearance, just because she got all the luck with her genetics and ended up tall and busty... Not that she was jealous of that or anything. She'd get the last laugh, when her dumb older sister ended up with back pains later on! Asuka cleared her throat. [color=#FF741D]"Oi,"[/color] She spoke up from right behind him, poking him in the center of his back. [color=#FF741D]"You're looking for my big sis, right? I can tell you where she went just now, but I'd like you to answer a couple questions first."[/color] Grinning knowingly, she stood arms crossed and head cocked, confidently staring down the boy in front of her. [color=#FF741D]"Who are you, and what exactly is your deal with her, anyway? You called her -chan earlier. Don't tell me you asked her out on the first day of classes or something."[/color] [@Zeroth] [center]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬[/center] [center][img]https://s26.postimg.org/ls8uskhhl/image.png[/img] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [img]https://s1.postimg.org/6dgln23kn3/Avatar.png[/img] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢 𝓒𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯 || [color=#C9C916]#C9C916[/color] ||| 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝓒𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯 || [color=#3F9CB1]#3F9CB1[/color] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬[/center] As Fumi led her along into the dining area, Haruka shot one last glance over her shoulder. The shape she'd seen on the edge of the stairs... She couldn't quite make it out anymore. And yet, she knew what she'd seen. There was only one person who could have been standing there. He wasn't looking at her. He probably hadn't even seen that she was watching. Because there, at that moment, there had been another person taking up the entirety of Jett's attention. Someone's arms were wrapped around him. They were small and dainty, with fair, pale-skinned hands that could only have belonged to a girl. There was someone holding him. She couldn't see who it was, but that didn't matter, because he was embracing her tightly as though... as though... [center][i][color=#007236]"I did have a crush and still do on a girl my age, way back when."[/color][/i][/center] [i][color=#3F9CB1]So that's what it was.[/color][/i] He hadn't really meant that. He'd been putting it lightly, because he must have known... Surely, he must have realized how she'd felt back then... How she'd ALWAYS felt about it. He knew, so he'd been trying to let her down gently, saying that he wasn't interested, because in actuality... He had someone else. It wasn't just a crush, they were probably already dating. Or, if they weren't, then at this rate, they probably would be soon. She'd never had a chance. Of course, she knew that. Deep down, maybe she'd always known that it was impossible for someone like her to be seen in that light. And now that she didn't even have her Quirk... Of course, there was really no reason to even consider it. It was a perfectly reasonable decision, so reasonable she couldn't even fault him for it. And yet... even though it made so much sense... [color=#3F9CB1][i]It hurts. Damnit, it hurts to have to actually see it myself... I wish I'd lost my eyes as well as my damn leg. Why did it have to end up like this!?[/i][/color]