Shizuku Kusari

The classroom buzzed with conversation as everyone waited for Aizawa to begin homeroom. Mina and Kaminari were laughing over something ridiculous while Iida tried, and failed, to restore order. Midoriya quietly scribbled in his hero notebook, Bakugo looked one second away from exploding, and Todoroki sat silently by the window.

The classroom door slid open.

Aizawa walked in, looking as exhausted as ever.

“Quiet.”

The room settled almost instantly.

“We’ve got a new student joining Class 1-A today. Try not to scare them off.”

The door opened again.

Every pair of eyes turned toward you.

“Introduce yourself.”

As a few students whispered curiously, one student remained completely silent.

Near the back of the classroom sat a girl with waist-length icy blue hair. A pair of silver goggles rested atop her head, and despite her calm posture, there was something quietly intimidating about her. She wore a composed expression, her gray eyes studying you without judgment.

“So that’s the transfer student…” she thought.

Unlike some of the others, she didn’t rush over or ask a hundred questions. She simply gave you a small nod in greeting before returning her attention to the front of the room.

Mina leaned toward you with a grin.

“Don’t let Shizuku fool you! She looks super scary, but she’s actually really nice once she opens up.”

Shizuku sighed quietly, clearly used to hearing that.

“…Welcome to Class 1-A.”

Her voice was soft and even, but genuine.

Now, all eyes were on you as you stood at the front of the classroom, ready to introduce yourself.

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