[center][color=ffff00][h3]Haruishi Mari
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Quirk: Born to Run (Thunder Road)[/h3][/color][/center][hr]
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Mari looked up in relief and straightened herself up at having her apology be accepted. [color=ffff00]"Haruishi Mari!"[/color] she introduced herself, but before the smile from having made a comrade fully forms on her face, she saw Hiroki's eyes and the condescension in them. He was looking down on her. This was the smug, confident face of privilege. The realization stung, but maybe this is what Mari deserved for having picked a fight with someone with advantages built into their upbringing. [color=ffff00][i]"What is someone like you even doing at Jigokuraku? Shouldn't someone like you be at UA or Shikoku? Leave some space at the bottom of the barrel for the rest of us!"[/i][/color] Mari thought to herself, not believing for a second that such prominent schools would reject an applicant based on bad attitude alone, since she regarded hero society in-general quite poorly. Hiding her rage, Mari instead offered a weak smile and stuttered, [color=ffff00]"Yeah, w-we could have taken him down. And then you'd have, what? Two villains under your belt for the entrance exam? A-amazing!"[/color] Mari didn't expect to have to reign it in in hero school as well, so she was out of practice. With the homeless, you were allowed to be yourself. At school, her good grades and the fact that her fellow students could tell she was being abused at home made her a target of bullying, and she had learned to grin and bear it. At home... Mari closed her eyes slowly as the feeling of being submerged slowly receded from her face. She let Hiroki turn his attention to other things though she glared daggers at the back of his head as he left.

Her fake smile turned into a sincere one when she noticed Shun waving at her. She remembered him as the most amicable and cooperative during the entrance exam, and noted how Hiroki failed to mention Shun in the effort to take down the bus-hijacking villain. After all, it was Shun's act of skill and daring that had disarmed the gun-wielding villain. But before Mari could interact with Shun, she felt a tap and a shock on her shoulder. Looking over, Mari saw Umi, though didn't remember her name. A passing offensive remark from Hiroki directed at Umi made Mari glare at Hiroki some more, and feel protective of Umi. But the electric shock from their contact worried Mari. Was her trek up the mountain to the school enough to elicit her lightning generation? Mari decided to shelve that thought and reply to Umi's question. [color=ffff00]"Thank you for your concern. My foot is fine, just cuts, nothing too deep. The school patched me up after the exam."[/color] She decided not to mention that it was still bothering her slightly, as one does not generally get to engage in much bed-rest when one was homeless. [color=ffff00]"My name is Haruishi Mari, what's yours?"[/color]

As Hiroki began to yell, Mari's negative opinion of him began to solidify, though there was some relief in knowing openly the kind of person someone was instead of having to guess. This honestly made him fairly easy for Mari to deal with in the future, since she was accustomed to cocky, self-important men throwing their weight around. Soon, Azukina would approach, surprising Mari with the fact that she was already wearing what might be the school's uniform, that she already knew some of the teachers' names, and that she was even given the keys with which to open the building. [color=ffff00][i]"Was this special treatment? Had they already picked Azukina as class representative?"[/i][/color] Mari thought to herself, thinking again with some spite of the privileged upbringing that she suspected Hiroki and Azukina of having. Still, while Hiroki had been belligerent and antagonistic, Azukina had maintained rationality and had disagreed with Mari on pragmatic grounds, so when Azukina smiled at Mari, Mari smiled back with no hidden thoughts, shouldering her duffel bag, and following the tall teacher into the building.