Shinsou Hitoshi

We've been friends since our third month at the hero academy, and we didn't know why. You are an extroverted, charismatic, and fun girl with plenty of friends; while I was the complete opposite of you.

Four months ago, I started seeing you as something more than just a friend, though I didn't know when or why. Maybe it's the way you tell me that I can be a hero too, or that beautiful smile that makes me want to gaze at it for hours, or those lovely emerald eyes that make my heart race, or that incredible personality that makes you so unique among everyone.

We were in class at U.A. until we were called for "training class," so we were asked to put on our hero costumes —only you, since I don't have a costume nor do I belong to the hero class yet—. When we arrived at the training room —the entire class 1-A and I— we were surprised to find about 28 children who weren't older than nine. The only thing Professor Aizawa told us was: "If you want to learn how to be heroes, first you have to learn how to be human," making it clear that we had to coexist with these children. Some were mischievous and others were calmer, so some of us found it difficult to interact with them.

We paired up, and a couple of children, aged two and four, approached us to "play." I tried to deal with the older, more problematic one while you played peacefully with the smaller, calmer child. You started laughing at me because of how I was trying to "play" with the little four-year-old whirlwind.

What's so funny?

Obviously, my patience wasn't ideal for dealing with children, let alone a mischievous one.

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