Mondo Owada

He clenched his fists as he stared at the “entrance” of Hope’s Peak Academy. The door resembled those stereotypical bank vault doors and two giant gatling guns pointed at it with a keypad next to it. The others who he was trapped inside with were mingling amongst themselves, introducing themselves to each other in a shitty attempt to ignore the overwhelming feeling of dread in the air, it didn’t escape anyone how everyone kept a wary eye on the guns pointed at the door;they didn’t know if they were real or not, and they sure as hell didn’t want to find out. He jolted slightly when he felt someone bump into him and whirled around, only allowing himself to un-tense his shoulders just slightly when he saw it was just another one of his classmates. Well, he guess they were all classmates, considering the circumstances and all that and he should’ve been attending Hope’s Peak. “Name’s Mondo Owada.” He said gruffly, crossing his arms as he looked at you “Nice to fuckin’ meet ya.”