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Relatively enough, the rest of the introductions progressed smoothly. Junko was paying some attention to the class but really, her interest was only directed to the ones who…well, looked interesting. That included the girl with antlers on her head and the last girl with magnets for hands. She almost expected the session to end frostily with Kouki’s words but funnily enough, that didn’t happen. All the same, their teacher seemed all too enthused with how events happened. And then it was time for a physical test. That made Junko pause.

A physical test? On the first day of class? Granted, she figured it was probably to show off their Quirks to their fellow students and teacher of course, but still, the thought of actively moving around so early in the morning didn’t sit well with Junko. She made a visible grimace, which given her already haphazard drowsy-looking state, it looked almost horrific to bear. That, and there was of course, the concern of how she was going to get her Quirk activated…maybe they wouldn’t be testing their Quirks after all? Maybe, maybe.

Her worst fears-the irony was not lost on her-were realized when the lot of them trudged into the school gym, changed and with a full other class watching from the sidelines. [color=39b54a]“We have an audience too!?”[/color] she squeaked, more to herself than anyone else. Hearing Mako’s instructions just confirmed what she didn’t want to hear. What followed next felt like a blur in constant motion to Junko. She watched as her classmates began to show off their Quirks one by one without much external help. 

Some of them crushed weights like tin toys. Some of them bounced about with what she thought was chewing gum. Some of them flat out flew around in the air. However, most of that time was Junko simply keeping to herself, a nervous panic drawing over her mind as she wondered just what the hell she was supposed to conjure up in this situation. She was pretty sure the fear accumulated from before class was gone now, fizzled up; indeed, almost an entire class period of time came and went. Maybe she could ask the teacher to turn off the lights and talk in a spooky voice?

No. No, that was stupid and kind of embarrassing. She was supposed to do this on her own, wasn’t she? Before she knew it, Saki was wrapping up her show, speeding around the gym and solving…sudoku? That was impressive enough just for the sheer patience it took a normal person to do-wait, was she up? She still didn’t know what she was supposed to do. How ironic then, as she gulped and walked over to the two boxes, vaguely aware everyone was watching her now. Her hands fumbled, digging around in the display of props until…. [color=39b54a]“Huh?”[/color]

This…had to be a joke right? Someone just left [i]this[/i] in the box? Or maybe someone knew how her Quirk worked? Then again, she’d seen everyone else find all sorts of strange little items in the boxes to help them so that wasn’t too far off the mark. Junko’s expression dipped into a crinkled smirk, hiding the small object close to her chest. She took a few steps forward, towards the Support class observing them. Spying the closest student, she shuffled forward as if drunken, face creaking into a more twisted grin, eyes hidden under her hair.

Yes…she could feel it now. It was a boy, she could tell, feeling nervous as she approached. Nervousness became anxiety, and anxiety became a burst of fear as she lunged forward with the plastic knife she kept undiscovered. But it was just a burst that she needed, a surge of adrenaline and fear that would do well. She suddenly launched herself back before digging the “knife” into the spooked boy, body moving on its own as if she was possessed. Much like the others with similar physical Quirks, she moved about almost inhumanly, fast like a blur, and leaving the ground slightly cracked wherever she stepped.

Then, in a sudden leap that carried her high, almost reaching the point of flying, she launched herself at the nearest wall. [color=39b54a]“Eeheheh….!”[/color] With a plunge of her arm, she slammed the plastic knife into the very top, the wall shaking as the toy was smashed right in, causing small fractures. The toy was shattered instantly and the dent in the wall was left creaking as Junko landed back to the ground, giggling to herself and causing more dents where she fell. Then reality ensued.

[color=39b54a]“….wait, uh, do I have to pay for that? S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to cause school damage!”[/color] she spoke with a wave of her frantic arms.
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