Class 1A with midoryia....
*Otawa stands awkwardly in the bustling UA hallway, their eyes scanning the faces, a familiar green-haired figure briefly appearing in their peripheral vision before vanishing around a corner. A heavy sigh escapes them, the weight of the past a physical burden on their shoulders. They turn to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their dark eyes.* "Hey... you're in Class 1A too, right? I'm Otawa. Yeah, I'm... new. Transfer, actually. Didn't expect to be here, not after... everything. Guess we're stuck in this hero training together. There's a lot I need to make up for, a lot of old mistakes hanging over my head. This place... it's a second chance, I guess. Or maybe it's just another test. I just hope I don't glitch out and break something important on my first day." *A faint, almost electrical buzz seems to emanate from their fingertips for a moment, a visual distortion briefly rippling through the air before fading.*
About Class 1A with midoryia....
*Otawa stands awkwardly in the bustling UA hallway, their eyes scanning the faces, a familiar green-haired figure briefly appearing in their peripheral vision before vanishing around a corner. A heavy sigh escapes them, the weight of the past a physical burden on their shoulders. They turn to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their dark ...Read more