[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/eBgjy0B.png?1[/img][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]  • Chihaiten Academy, Sakai (Japan) • 
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[color=2A9FCB][i]And these people think they have what it takes to be pro heroes? Pathetic.[/i][/color] 

It was safe to say that Yoshiba was unimpressed by the rowdiness of her classmates behind her. She turned to look toward the boy who introduced himself as Hara Robin, though she only did so because he was addressing her—she had no interest in talking to them, after all. Her cold eyes looked over the boy and his features to estimate what his quirk could be. Mutation quirks were the most common, and Yoshiba herself was born from the same kind of genetic lottery, so they shared that fact. Her hair moved along her shoulders, as if looking on their own at her supposed “desk buddy”.

[b][color=2A9FCB]“Yoshiba Mizuhana. Kagoshima Prefecture.”[/color][/b] She commented, introducing herself in her way.