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[color=gray][sub][center][color=2A9FCB][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ishin Academy, Sapporo, Japan -- April 7th[/center][/sub][/color]

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[color=2A9FCB][i]So annoying.[/i][/color]

A strand of Yoshiba’s hair twitched, swaying back and forth like as if were the tail of an upset animal, as she heard the incessant mumbling next to her between the other first year students. It was a harmless introduction to some and it was decidedly polite, but Yoshiba was already in one of her moods. She didn’t immediately turn to speak to them, though they still already gave off a poor first impression by being [i]annoying[/i]; similar to nails on a chalkboard. A light whiff of breath escaped her mouth, albeit quietly.

Yoshiba did wonder how long it would be until the headmaster demanded silence and everyone’s attention to go on about their pointless introductory speech. Why not just get to the point? This wasn’t a normal school, this was a [i]hero academy[/i], so why operate like it was some sort of basic primary school for the quirkless? Why waste everyone’s time with spectacles like this? If it were up to her, none of this would even be a “thing” and students would be ushered into their classrooms to get [i]real[/i] work done. Had Yoshiba not wanted to be seen as the best, as indicated by her front and center appearance, she would’ve skipped out on the ceremony outright. She could tolerate sidekicks acting like idiots and being bored if it was going to get her recognized as the only hero worth noting. Which was exactly, in her mind, the truth of the matter.

As if asserting her dominance, she spoke clearly to the student who had asked if she was nervous without even turning to look at them. 

[color=2A9FCB]“Why would I be nervous?”[/color]

It was a façade, or at least in part.

Yoshiba obviously was excited to get her hero career started and the anxiety of living up to her mother and father was a big task. The air in Sapporo was cold, frost-laden, and uncomfortable. There was no doubt in her mind she would make it in Ishin, no matter the obstacles, but she didn’t know what kind of pro-heroes or discarded has-beens. Her future was uncertain, or rather how she was going to get to her future was. She didn’t like that. Everyone in the orphanage spat on her and called her names. Told her she would be nobody. Just the thought of her time in that place made her blood boil. Her hair reacted to this emotion, as she then turned to the girl with a certain look in her eyes.

[color=2A9FCB]“The only people who get nervous are [i]sidekicks.[/i] Do I look like a sidekick to you?”[/color]

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