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[h1][color=bc8dbf]Yukari Yozakura[/color][/h1][/center]

When Mako showed up Yukari clenched her fists tightly. She was actually annoyed that the teacher was here as Yukari wanted to vent too. She was tired of being sidelined all the time. She didn’t want to just be some secondrate act. But she also knew she couldn’t just explode right here as much as she wanted to. There was a time and place and she knew better. But she still wanted to, so all she did was spit on the floor in disgust and followed Kaida out. 

Anger was on Yukari’s mind as they walked away. Just angry at everything. Angry at herself, and the other students, at villains, and a bunch of other people who doesn’t directly have anything to do with what just happened. Yukari had always had to just keep a stiff upper lip and ignore her own pain and anger, so hearing about that fight, what Jett said, and how Roy reacted, it made Yukari just want to throw away her patience and vent too. She wasn’t sure how long she could keep pretending g everything was fine. When Dulga say her and Kaida down and asked how they were Yukari held nothing back.

[color=bc8dbf]”Feels like I’m just a goddamn clown here for everyone else’s amusement. That everything I’ve done amounted to nothing because either it never mattered in the end or someone else does it better. Like I’m just some second fiddle meant to hype up those other motherfuckers and I’m somehow supposed to be happy I even got a part.”[/color] Yukari spat out with vitriol and spite. In her anger she slammed her fists against the table and wanted to lash out, but all she could do was snap off a piece of wood from the surface. [color=bc8dbf]”Those idiots playing some dumbass game of misery poker! Like hell it matters who suffered more! I didn’t come here to share sob stories and wallow in how shit life is! I came here to be a hero. So that people stop looking at me like I’m some poor blind girl who needs help and saving.”[/color] As she shouted Yukari’s eyes began to tear up. While she said these things she knew she was failing. 

[color=bc8dbf]”After waking up from the hospital I wanted to use that opportunity to be better. Know where I stood and improve. But dammit… All I can see is that in leagues behind everyone! Jett beat me with household chemicals without even using his quirk! None of us could do anything against Amane before the principle had to step in, and he was going easy! I couldn’t even handle a couple of pickpockets before I got caught up by some crazy samurai who tore out a part of my leg.”[/color]

Slowly Yukari started to calm down as she let go of the table and just laid her head down. She knew in the back of her mind the things that she was crying about was her fault too. Because she really was weak and she’s just been lying to herself otherwise. She was so used to being the star attraction at the circus, she was a big fish in a small pond. Now at Komei her speed, agility, and uncanny precision couldn’t even overwhelm a regular physical ability, and that’s before any quirks came into play. And all of Yukari’s weaknesses seemed to only have gotten worse since she got here. [color=bc8dbf]”It’s all backwards… Seems like I’ve only gotten [i]worse[/i] since I’ve come to Komei…”[/color]


[@Heartfillia][@Norschtalen]