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Erased (MHA/BNHA)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Erased (MHA/BNHA)Lyra nods and opens a portal to hell before hopping through it. Its gone shortly after.
"you were too correct"
Asuka finally reached their first class after yielding spaces for some students who were merging into the line. She found out the door of their first class had already been swung open by the staff member, and Asuka could sense the cold air ghosting the classroom and tingling their skin from a few meters away.
Their first step into the class was a blast by the sudden switch of mood, which felt more isolated than in the main hall. Was it the temperature of the classroom or just the morning mood of everyone? She could hardly recognize any familiar faces in the classroom, but she knew soon or later she would find something unique about each of them. She stopped in front of the class to get a better view of all their new classmates. She thought for a while about their new seat. Hardly anyone interacts with each other so she still needs some time. She moves to the side to let more students pass her and finally, she decided who to sit next to with...
She decided to go with their gut instinct and took the seat next to Daiki. Asuka buried themself in between their locked arms, giving them some time to adjust to this new environment. When she is ready, Asuka looks at their neighbor and gives him a warm smile. It will be awkward to just wave at him so she instead uses their comfortable voice.
"Hello." Their voice was deep but very nice to hear.
She tried to warm up to someone- but for now- all she could do is muster out is a simple 'hello'. She gripped tightly to their silk pants out of shyness. Asuka hoped their new neighbor will be at least approachable despite his appearance.
Matsukisu had chosen to make their way to a seat by this point. They were sitting toward the back now, which was probably the ideal place for introverts. The white-haired teen set their bag on their lap and began to sift through it, looking for something other than water bottles. After finding the object they wanted, they took it out and set it on their corresponding desk.
A large notebook with several tab dividers in it. Matsukisu began to flip through the pages and began to write. If one was to look over their shoulder, they'd see that the teen was scribbling down some sort of letter to their family. Cheesy, yes, but they wanted to make sure that, at the very least, their family would know that Matsukisu was safe and would begin classes relatively soon. Not like faster methods wouldn't work, they just wanted a letter to write.
On occasion, they'd look up and observe their classmates in their natural habitat, then quickly add something. It seemed a bit suspicious, until one was to realize that.. Matsukisu is just uninterested in idle chatter before class. They'd rather just wait for that to happen naturally.