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[color=C0C0C0][b][h1]Chiwa Hatori[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
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"All passengers, we have now arrived at Hosu Station. Those who wish to disembark–"

[color=C0C0C0]"Ugh!"[/color] A teenage girl muttered, grasping tightly onto her backpack with one hand and a small suitcase with the other. She was in her plain black striped T-shirt and denim shorts, with a bright red travel backpack slung behind her shoulders. Today was the day – the day Hatori would join Komei and as her parents liked to say, a "new chapter in her life". She wouldn't have thought, however, that her first experience in Hosu was dealing with the crowd of people that were basically squeezing her out of the train. She had to hurriedly take the backpack and suitcase she had stored on the top shelf of her seat and move towards the exit. It was only five meters away, but Hatori believed she had been pushing in there for almost two minutes before she could get out. 

[color=C0C0C0][i]Dang...I thought rush hours in Sendai were bad enough, but rush hours in Tokyo are ten times worse...[/i][/color] Hatori thought as soon as the crowd started to lighten when she moved away from the bullet train, finally being able to catch a breather. She stared up at the large digital clock in the center of the platform; it was a bit past seven in the evening. She shivered from the draft that flew across the open platform. It was spring and the start of the school year, but the nights were chilly and windy enough that Hatori had to take out the orange jacket from her backpack and put in on. She quickly made a double check of her backpack and suitcase and other belongings that were on her to make sure she didn't drop those while exiting the train car before walking towards the escalators and making her way out of the station.

Hatori passed through the ticket checkpoint without much hassle and was able to get a good look around. Sendai was a fairly large city, but Tokyo was even larger. [color=C0C0C0]"I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps,"[/color] she murmured to herself. It wasn't nearly as catchy in Japanese, and said lyrics referred to another city halfway across the world, but it nevertheless set the mood for her as she looked around at the tall, bright skyscrapers while making her way to the nearby metro station. Her feet were subconsciously tapping to the tune in her head as she made her steps down. 

[color=C0C0C0]"And find I'm the top of the hill, top of the heap!"[/color]
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[color=C0C0C0]"So this is Komei..."[/color] Hatori mutters, staring at the front gate. It was far more massive than she had imagined, easily passing for a university campus if it didn't end with "Hero Academy". They were certainly were as grand and impressive as the instructors during the entrance exam suggested; after all, if you were going to be the best, you had to train with the best with all the resources you'll need.

She wondered what her high school life would have been if she had joined some ordinary high school. She would be living comfortably at home, only needing to worry about her social life and academics. Could she still be a hero? Maybe – it wasn't like some random academy could tell you what or what not to be. [color=C0C0C0][i]But that would have all been too easy, wouldn't it? I worked hard enough to get into such a prestigious institution, where I'll be able to meet people who have the same goals at me. Would have been better than sitting my next three years at home.[/i][/color] Hatori chuckled and slowly walked towards the gate, lightly pushing it...

[i]Bzzzzzt![/i] 

Hatori felt a swift, strong shock throughout her entire body that made her recoil in pain, tripping backwards and falling towards the ground. [color=C0C0C0]"Ngh! The hell!"[/color] Hatori groaned audibly, rubbing her reddened hands. The invisible electrical barrier stopped her from entering, and while the shock was hardly enough to injure her, it was still excruciating. While she wasn't super intelligent, it didn't take a genius to know what kind of barriers those are – Hatori had seen them before in those embassies her dad occasionally had to go to in his heroic days. Those were electrical impact barriers (there was a more technical term for it, but she found her own term easier to remember). [color=C0C0C0][i]They react proportionally to physical impact; the harder you try to hit it, the greater the shock would be.[/i][/color] Hatori concluded her own train of thought. If it was some minor contact or even a small kick, the shock would be noticeable and temporarily painful but overall harmless, but if, say, a villain tried to blast through it, it would shock him enough to cause injuries. It was definitely a measure taken by such a high-end institution as this to keep the unwanted or the evil out. The pain eventually subsided before Hatori stood up and turned to the gate. 

A sign to the right of the fancy intricate gate read in bold red words: [color=red]"Please show your ID before entry. NO TRESPASSING! Contact information below..."[/color] Below was a small terminal with a number pad – there was a scanner on the front, though there was also a slot to the side and a number pad in case the former didn't work. Hatori placed her palm in front of her face, sighing for missing such an obvious detail and searching the front pocket of her backpack to take out her student ID, which had a picture of a straight-faced teenage girl with the slightest sign of uncomfortableness and a 7-numbered ID with a barcode. She moved it towards the terminal. A part of her was concerned if the ID would work or not, as she was given it three days beforehand since she was out in Taiwan for family reasons and came back the day before, so it was her first time using it. She definitely did not want to spend the night out in some hotel.

Thankfully, the terminal responded with a high-pitched beep. Hatori moved her hand towards the gate, where the barrier no longer stopped her, and she was able to safely open the gate. She smiles and takes the first few steps into Komei; it was far past regular class times, so besides the short lighting posts beside the road, most of the buildings were dark and empty. Having no idea where she was, Hatori went for her backpack again and pulled out a school map she had printed the day before for reference. [color=C0C0C0]"So this is the A/B female dorms, and those are the dining commons..."[/color] she moved her finger accordingly to the route she needed to take, and smiled as she walked towards the girls' dorm. Apparently, there were a few of them: one for A and B classes for all three years, then one for the C and D classes and so on, though only the first was of importance to her. On the bottom of the map was also a few numbers, referring to her designated dorm room.

When she was done, Hatori made sure to fold her map, creasing it at certain corners. She never knew what might happen, but it was always helpful to fold every piece of paper she came across, since it saves a lot of time trying to fold it by scratch. It was muscle memory for her, though classmates back at her school found it a bit odd. She also had a stack of rectangular sticky notes on her breast pocket, two more in her jacket pockets, and another two in her shorts. Needless to say, Hatori was more than prepared for self-defense.
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Once more using the ID card to scan the entrance of the girls' dorm, Hatori went in and relaxed. She was finally here. Her room should be at "A-108", right across the hallway to the right of the front entrance. Most of her belongings should be there as well. Hatori searched through her backpack a third time, this time getting out a bronze dorm key with the number right on it.  

As she recalled from her online registration, she was living in a double with another girl her age. This is her first time actually living with someone else that wasn't her family. [color=C0C0C0][i]Sounds...sounds pretty Western,[/i][/color] Hatori thought. She had never heard of Japanese students ever living together in a single room. Hatori was definitely not changing her clothes in front of someone else. [color=C0C0C0][i]They're probably doing this to accomodate foreign students I think. I've heard there's a lot more here.[/i][/color]

She switched into a pair of slippers, holding her pair of worn socks on one hand as she walked towards her room. [color=C0C0C0][i]Well, I hope my roommate is at least at the same wavelength as me. Nothing wrong with foreigners, but our life styles would probably clash too much. I hope we share interests or something else, or this would be a long year.[/i][/color] When she came close to her room A-108, however, a nearby room was open for a short time before it closed up. Hatori blinked; it was probably another classmate who was just settling in. She continued onto her own room, unlocking it and entering. 

Room A-108 was about 25 square meters large, generous enough for a double (though it was more likely than not in consideration of mutant Quirk users who would need the extra space). The door led to a short, narrow hallway. To the immediate right of the door was a small counter indented into the wall. It had a sink, while the rest of the space was barely enough to set up a rice cooker or hot plate – not a place to do actual cooking. The small cupboard space below the sink was vacant and had a fire extinguisher. Hatori assumed there may be a common kitchen and lounge where dorm members could use, though she had not visited around the dorm building to find out just yet. To the immediate left were two cupboards, enough space to store personal hygiene products or basic medicine and first aid.

The hallway extended into a larger space. It was nearly symmetrical in design, with the beds and desks against the wall. One bed was at the bottom right corner facing towards the windows with the table in front of it, while another was at the top left corner near the windows with the desk behind the bed. There were also hollowed out frames on the beds, presumably to allow the roommates to convert the two beds into a bunk bed. A detachable railing lay below one of the beds. It would save a bit of space, but Hatori also wanted to preserve some sort of privacy between whoever was her roommate, and seeing as she had placed her stuff on one of the beds, she rather not do it without her decision. There was also the possibility that neither of them would be able to lift the bed up unless her roommate had some sort of strength-enhancing Quirk. Hatori would have to plan with her roommate. Plus, they had plenty of room to work with. 

On both walls next to the desks were tall slide-in closets, enough to store some clothes and other objects. Both beds also had some space below them to place their own personal cubbies. Hatori also came to the realization that...the bathroom was completely absent in the room. [color=C0C0C0][i]Ugh. Guess this dorm has some sort of communal bathroom and showering room, too.[/i][/color] Living independent from her family, especially in a dorm, was a wholly new experience and certainly not an easy one. 

After doing a swift scan of the room, Hatori decided to focus on what her roommate had brought in, or at least what was shown to her; she didn't want to invade her privacy. One pillow and plain pillowcase. A regular blanket. A small chest of drawers for her clothes. Basic hygenic stuff. A few random stuffed animals. [color=C0C0C0]"...What? That's it?"[/color] She was mildly confused on how sparse her roommate's personal space was. Excluding what she had brought personally, she had another large suitcase where her clothes were. She could literally stuff everything her roommate brought in with her travel backpack. 

This wouldn't do. She would have to buy some amenities herself. A mini-fridge, an additional desk fan, desk lamps, maybe some entertainment devices or objects. Hatori had 25,000 yen immediately on her, and an extra 80,000 yen on a credit card – she was hoping on saving her money to use when she wanted to eat outside for the school year, but now it seems like she would have to sacrifice a bit to make their dorm a livable space.

For now, however, Hatori was going to put down her stuff and go out to meet whoever happened to move in near her. Only taking her backpack after clearing most of it out, she walked out back into the main dorm hallway and knocked on the dorm room's door. [color=C0C0C0]"Hey, is anyone in there? I just saw you move in and I want to greet you as neighbors."[/color]

[@Norschtalen] (Hatori knocks on door.)
[@Feyblue] (Hatori describes room, no interaction.)