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[b]Interactions:[/b] Inoue Taro ([@vFear]), Haruto Kaito* ([@Zelosse]), Yomodachi Azukina* ([@Delta44])[/center][hr]

[color=ed4485]"Hey, they're going to start without us,"[/color] Umi looked towards the owner of this voice, who had horns protruding from his forehead. He looked to have a furrowed scowl on his face, but that contradicted with his actions, which seems to be of genuine concern. Perhaps said scowl just so happened to be a natural look for the male student in question, and perhaps he was a decent guy deep down...

[color=04ece9]"I, uh... I-[i]I'm[/i] sorry. I d-didn't mean to z-zone out l-like that,"[/color] Umi told the boy, [color=04ece9]"It's just... I-I can't... my n-nerves are out of c-c-control, and I-I... I'm sure I w-was screaming i-in my m-mind and I... h-huh?"[/color]

It was then that she registered the water bottle in the boy's hand, or as it would be more correct to say, the position of said bottle in relation to the rest of him. Umi didn't like the idea of rejecting an offer so callously, but...

[color=04ece9]"Oh! J-jeez, I... p-please keep it; y-you might need it m-more than I w-will,"[/color] Umi stated. With that, she made her way off the bus.

...

It turned out that, while Umi was still in the back of the bus allowing her body to shake itself into oblivion, all the other students had gotten themselves in a heavy debate over how exactly one was to go about his or her performance in this final test of the exam. Some pointed out the merits of teamwork, while others specifically stated that they were in it for themselves. However, she did notice another boy that was strutting his stuff on a guitar, who then decided to make a stylish slide on his knees as he veered towards a girl with black and white hair and asymmetrical clothing. It looked as though the boy's hand was about to make contact with either one of the girl's buttocks; as such, Umi couldn't help but avert her eyes, and she also braced her ears for the inevitable scream that would ensue. Why girls always had to transform their voices into those more fitting for banshees, she'd never know. She [i]wanted[/i] to give the wannabe rock-star the benefit of the doubt, but in terms of proving his own innocence, what he said after the fact didn't help. In any case, Umi once again turned to the horned student.

[color=04ece9]"I, er... I n-never got your n-name,"[/color] she told him, [color=04ece9]"I'm Sug-guro Umi. My b-brother and I t-took UA's ent-trance exam t-together, but... I-I couldn't cut it..."[/color]

Her head sank low as she admitted this fact. The fact that she couldn't control her Quirk at the time was a painful memory to have. Umi could only hope that [i]this[/i] exam would serve her better. After all, it appeared to be significantly easier on the surface.