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Unfortunate for Yukari, someone did see her run her face right into a pole. Actually, two someones, both coming in opposite directions. [url=https://i.imgur.com/CM4jjIk.png]Junko[/url] wasn’t sure if she was seeing things correctly, blinking as she saw the girl almost mold around the pole, yet still smacking her face right into it. Then again, she wasn’t much paying attention to surroundings herself, muttering some soft words under her breath and generally trying to keep her head and gaze pointed downwards. First days were always so…tiring.

Junko was lucky enough that her house was only a few blocks away from Matsubara High. In truth, the close convenience was just another factor in enrolling; if nothing else, it translated into short walks to school every day, in and out. But she wasn’t aware there were others with such a short commute as well, and thus, she was treated with the sight of a girl smacking herself into a pole. She kept a hand to her mouth, trying not to laugh at the expense of others. But it [i]was[/i] funny.

The sound of concern brought her attention forward and she noted another girl briskly coming up to Pole Girl. Junko tried not to stare at her antlers, but she also couldn’t help but think they almost looked like demon horns. Hmm. Perhaps that was a feature she could use in her hero costume? If she had the time, she might have considered taking out a pen and paper to jot that down, but she didn’t fancy the idea of being late on her first day. Besides, she figured Horny Girl came from the school anyway, so it wasn’t too far.

[color=39b54a]“Please watch your step next time.”[/color] Her words were almost severely quiet as she passed by Yukari and Noel, her advice meant for the former. She’d give each a shaky nod before continuing down her way to Matsubara High. By the time she got to Ms. Mako’s hero class, the room was already starting to fill up with students of all different shapes and sizes. If nothing else, this would be an [i]interesting[/i] school year. [color=39b54a]“Mhm.”[/color] First impressions were everything. It was important, especially with a Quirk like hers.

[color=39b54a]“Eheh, good morning senpai…”[/color] Junko kept her eyes slightly downward with a crooked smile aimed at anyone who wanted to greet her; it was less a tactic and more just her natural expression. Right, right, where was it…one, two, three…. her eyes darted about the classroom, looking for the thirteenth seat specifically before happily claiming it as her own. It was common belief the number thirteen was associated with bad luck, and thus, it only made sense she’d start her enigmatic and spooky appearance here and now.
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