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[color=gray][sub][center][color=2A9FCB][b]Location:[/b][/color] Event Hall, Ishin Academy[/center][/sub][/color]

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[color=2A9FCB]“Tch. Moron.”[/color] 

The interaction was stupid and normally she would not have cared too much, but Yoshiba was already in one of her moods.

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

Yoshiba turned back toward the podium, as if the half hour plus of time was going to go by in seconds.

But she 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.

She 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 she would be dealing with as would-be teachers. 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, twitching ever more furiously as she gritted her teeth.

She should have choked the pretentious mean girl with her tentacles. That would have made certain she treated her like the #1 Hero she was instead of the weak orphan she used to be.

That girl, whoever she was, had just made an [i]enemy for life.[/i]

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