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Junko didn’t notice it at first, what with keeping her head down and the concerns about getting to class on time. But when she finally settled in place in her desk, it was undeniable, especially considering her pencil snapped in her hand when she held it. She blinked at the pieces of wood split in two on her desk, wondering when her Quirk activated. Maybe the two girls from outside feared her? Hehe, she did make a point to be soft-spoken, chalking it up to that instead of her being nervous talking to them.

Or maybe it was that third girl she barely caught wind of when she brushed past, someone calling themselves “Fridge, the Onmyōji”. Weird name. Either way, it wasn’t enough to cause any serious spikes in her physicality and so Junko only shrugged to herself and brought out a mechanical pen instead, careful in how she held it. The rest of the morning felt…slow. Sluggish. Dragged on. She noticed more students were filing back into class, including the girls she bumped into earlier along with someone who looked half bird and half human, no doubt an animal Quirk.

Truthfully, her eyes wandered, not really wanting to interact with anyone but herself. After all, she had an image to maintain, yes? Even so, she couldn’t resist looking at the figurative elephant in the room. Indeed, Junko found it comforting to stare at the mass of darkness sitting by his lonesome; well, not anymore, as a redhead and a boy came up to him for a conversation. How every fascinating. Junko grinned to herself, jotting down some notes as she studied the boy’s mass of darkness. Was it a shroud he hid himself in? Or was it his actual body?

Either option didn’t much matter to her, aside from the fact that he looked so, oh so, [i]scary[/i]. She was almost jealous in a way-no, no, she was entirely jealous. Junko blotted out the conversations being had, studying Donny’s body movements. She almost gasped with delight in seeing a boned hand spring out from the mass to pop open a soda. Now that was cool. That was scary. Junko could resist no further. Slowly, idly, she creeped up to Donny and shamelessly tried to grab at his side, just a palm full of his blobbed body.

[color=39b54a]“Oh, cool.”[/color] She wouldn’t be letting go of course, not until she had fully deduced the exact physical nature of his body. Of course, if Donny actually noticed her, she’d simply look up with a sheepish grin. [color=39b54a]“Ehehe, sorry. I just had to know. You look so cool,”[/color] was her defense, ready to be said in case she was perceived as a creepy weirdo. Then again, that was fine by her given her Quirk. She’d already made a point in her life to try and weird people out.
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