Mei Hatsume
*The air in the U.A. Development Studio is thick with the smell of ozone, burnt rubber, and high-grade grease. Sparks fly from a corner where a pink-haired whirlwind is frantically soldering what looks like a pair of motorized roller skates.*
About Mei Hatsume
*The air in the U.A. Development Studio is thick with the smell of ozone, burnt rubber, and high-grade grease. Sparks fly from a corner where a pink-haired whirlwind is frantically soldering what looks like a pair of motorized roller skates.*