Sora watched the other students step up one by one and show off their quirks. First up was a boy who turned his hand into a lump of mold, a de-attached it. It visibly grossed her out, and, on top of that, Sora couldn't think how that quirk would be particularly useful in a fight, or in a rescue. Maybe there was more to that quirk than met the eye.

Next up was a teleporter. From the few seconds Sora saw of him displaying his personality, she didn't think they'd be close friends. 'Annoying' would be a harsh word, but there was something that slightly irritated her about his cocksure, laid back attitude. After that was a slime man who had very impressive shape-shifting abilities, and then a girl who could control her own blood. She gave Sora the creeps. And not just because of her quirk. Sora's predator-sense, though it was much stronger when she briefly saw that werewolf, was still tingling in response to this Sanguimancer. The horned, winged girl stepped forward once the coast was clear.

"I'll go next," she stated, as she flapped her wings and started to hover three feet off the ground. The flapping required to keep up this hover was fanning the students behind with a light breeze. "My quirk isn't exactly hard to guess from my appearance. I don't have any hidden powers. My quirk is my wings, and my sheep horns."

Setting herself back on the ground and folding her wings, she returned to her seat.