[color=fff79a]The aftermath that had left All Might without his quirk granting him such power and skill had shaken those attending UA, many of them had looked up to All Might, seeing as one who could never be stopped nor toppled. But in passing the torch along to Deku, there was still a place for the former pro and eventually life at UA returned to normal, students still able to admire All Might and bask in his wisdom, despite more ordinary and unassuming appearances. Mela had been undeterred by his lack of actual strength, hoping he didn't just tie his identity to being All Might, finding him still to be a great source of motivation. As she waited, she saw a few first years out of the corner of her eye, looking all the more nervous considering this would be their first festival. Mela was hoping to catch some of the action and cheer for her fellow UA students, regardless of their year. 

Everyone deserved a cheerleader.

When the door the door opened, her attention refocused on the blond before her. She gave him a wide toothy grin, "I was hoping I could interview you." She said rather quickly and then sighed, forcing herself to remember her manners. She sighed a second time, knowing she could get far too ahead of herself and needed to take better stock of those around her, rather than jumping into things full force. That also meant talking at a more normal speed. "Us third years have to interview a teacher and I was hoping you were free to talk." A third sigh as she bowed her head before looking back to him. He probably already knew about the task but she wanted to be a bit more formal about it. She wasn't sure what the theme of her interview would be. 

She could ask him about how the transition had been from his powered up from to his usual one. She had been in her second year when the incident with All For One had occurred. It was still fresh in everyone's mind and she didn't want to get too personal and invade his privacy. But she knew all there was about him, given the numerous interviews he had done over the years. "Maybe I could get some advice about the upcoming sports festival?" She tilted her head to the side, knowing she'd feel a lot better if she had a bit more time to come up with some things to ask All Might that were useful but not prying in any sort of way. [/color]

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[color=a187be]Not at all to her surprise, it seemed a stampede was headed her way.

Nemuri looked to see the first lucky one to get to her was none other than Estrada Ryuichi. She had her on eye on him since the beginning of his career at UA. His quirk was quite an interesting one, able to bring someone to their knees with a single touch. He reminded her of herself when she was younger, eager and with a skill that could be be deadly when used correctly. Still, it was people like them that had to work hard to not become a one trick pony of sorts. They had to work hard to make their quirk as versatile as possible to prevent villains from catching on and taking control of battle.

She studied the dark haired boy, well aware of why he and a few others would be banging down her door. She should have continued on her way there and watched the race with unwavering attention but found this was as good as spot as any to let the boys come flocking to her. Giving him a warm laugh, she placed her hands on her hips, looking down at him. "Yes, I see." She hummed. She could let a few students interview her all at once, finding the idea of being barraged by numerous questions to be quite exciting, almost electric. But then again, the intimacy of a one on one conversation could ooze just as much thrill for the pro hero. She contemplated her two enticing options before she placed a hand on his shoulder. "I would honored to have your interview me, Ryuichi." She declared.

Over his shoulder she could see a sea of disappointed faces from boys, and even a young girl looking remiss. "Come along, we can have a more intimate discussion in my office." She said, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as she began to steer him towards the stairs. Her office was on the second floor of the large building and had a lovely view of Musutafu. "I know with the Sport's Festival nearing, a lot you third years must be anxious. So if there's anything I can do to quell any naughty thoughts of yours, do let me know." She said casually as they headed downstairs. Nemuri had watched the boy progress bit by bit and she had to say, he could become a pro and leave UA with a wonderful, budding legacy. Of course it wouldn't be an easy road for him. That she knew all too well.[/color]