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Mako sat at her desk, smiling. The clock almost mockingly declared that it was ten minutes past hometime. The teacher then stood up, and stood in front of the board. Detention had begun.

[color=844E7A]"So,"[/color] Ms. Mako began in her usual sickly sweet voice. [color=844E7A]"Do you know why you're here? I want you to tell me why you think you're here."[/color] 

[color=39b54a]"Um...because I broke a wall?"[/color] That was the most logical conclusion to come to, at least in Junko's mind. She wasn't too particularly worried about detention with her teacher, almost beaming at the prospect. To other students moving along and exiting their classrooms for the day, it was no doubt strange to see, maybe unnerving. But having a one on one conversation with [i]the[/i] Madame Obsidian was almost a dream come true. All the same, Junko took a random spot in a random desk in front of Ms. Mako. No doubt she'd be setting an image for getting detention on the first day of school. [color=39b54a]"Eheh..." At least people would remember her. "Was it not for breaking the wall?"[/color]

[color=844E7A]"That's certainly part of it,"[/color] Mako answered, before sighing and opening her eyes. Her smile had gone too. She looked...like a teacher now. [color=844E7A]"It's partly my fault for putting the prop knife in the box. But this class is to teach you, and everybody else in it, to become a Hero. You threatened a member of the support class. That's not something Heroes....typically do. At least not to bystanders. I wonder. Why did you sign up for this class? Forgive me for saying this, but, you don't seem like the heroic type."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Oh." [/color]

In hindsight, threatening another student under watch from a teacher was grounds for being called out, and Junko couldn't find much flaw in that logic. [color=39b54a]"Eheh, it was nothing personal, really. Um, it was just to help my Quirk. I thought you knew how our Quirks functioned before class?"[/color] At least, one would have assumed a teacher would have known but Junko shrugged it off in response to the question posed at her. It sounded more like a repeat of their class introductions earlier in the day and so a repeat was given. [color=39b54a]"Well, like I said, I wanted to, eheh, join the course because I heard you were teaching it. I like using my Quirk, alot, eheh. But something tells me you won't be satisfied by that answer...."[/color] Junko nervously grinned, this time fiddling with her fingers and shifting in her seat. [color=39b54a]"It's hard to explain...I guess, I like the idea of a villain remedying themselves? Like, it's kind of ironic but also...cool that you're teaching hero stuff when you used to be a villain,"[/color] she said, expression scrunching as she struggled to convey her words.

[color=844E7A]"I did know everyone's quirks,"[/color] Mako answered. [color=844E7A]"But a piece of paper doesn't tell you a lot of important information, such as how they use it, or what they think is a good idea when asked to showcase it. I actually thought you were going to use the knife to scare your classmates. If it were up to me, the Support students wouldn't have been there. But, their first big project if to design Hero costumes for this class.

If we're going to continue your involvement in my class, you're going to have to promise me that you'll commit. That you'll take on board everything I teach, and try your hardest to become an upstanding citizen who protects the innocent and makes people smile. This is my first year teaching this class. Let's both do our best."[/color]

Now that was a surprise. So Ms. Mako did know their Quirks beforehand, but not how they worked? How did that work? Junko figured that the reputation of their school being poor was more true than just jibes and rumors if the staff couldn't even get that right. Although...Dulga's words also surfaced in her mind and she couldn't help but wonder if Ms. Mako intentionally didn't know for some other purpose or she was just that incompetent of a teacher. Oh well, it didn't much matter at this exact moment. [color=39b54a]"Oh, uh...well I suppose I could have scared the hero students, eheh. Though I don't know what the difference would be since either way I'd have threatened someone...."[/color] Once more, she got the feeling that wasn't the answer Ms. Mako wanted.

[color=39b54a]"Oh! Uh, sure. I can promise that, yeah, eheh...."[/color] Junko turned her face upwards to hit Ms. Mako with that crooked smile of hers. A nagging thought made itself manifest with a question she had though. [color=39b54a]"But, uh, you can see my Quirk isn't very, eheh, heroic at all. How am I supposed to make people smile when I can only make them scream?"[/color] It was a genuine question even as Junko looked at her teacher seriously. She never once considered her Quirk to work off smiles, let alone cause them.

Mako chuckled at Junko's comment about not knowing the difference, and then smiled again. [color=844E7A]"Tell you what, I'll tell you at the end of the year that you thought that, and I swear to you that you will be shocked to hear it. And I agree you quirk doesn't seem very heroic at first glance, but prevention is the best form of crimefighting. And if you struck fear into the hearts of criminals, they might think twice before commiting crimes. The quirk itself doesn't matter. It's the person behind the quirk that makes the Hero. That may be a corny cliche. But it's true."[/color]

Junko blinked. On some level, those words actually made sense, though to be honest, she didn't quite understand them completely. Then again, that was probably why she was in the role of student and not teacher. [color=39b54a]"I see. I guess I have alot to learn for the school year, eheh..."[/color] All the same, it was satisfying of an answer to hear, she felt. [color=39b54a]"Um, sorry about the wall. And scaring that kid."[/color]
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