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Now he feels kinda bad for bein’ a snoop, which is fair. Mirio makes his way after, keeping a wide pace between the two of ‘em so as to appear less stalker-ish this round. Even if he’s still super, super curious…

Going slow has its drawbacks, though, and Mirio barely beats his teacher to the room. Close call! But he loses it to the curiousity of what his teacher and this new girl have to exchange with eachother. How intriguing. In fact, a little while into class, he can’t help but lean and add, “I think your outfit looks pretty cool! Just sayin’!”

Soon they arrived to class, Noting really happend until lunch, when esty just collapse onto tamaki lap, who seem flutter but didn’t stop her.

“You need to stop doing that without warning.”

What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this — optional.

Does your character have any noteworthy features? Freckles? Dimples? A scar somewhere unusual? etc.

Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?

Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?

What are their chief tension areas? 

If you were to pick one song — and only one song — to describe your character, what would it be and why?

How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?

Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?

Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.

If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?

What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?

Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.

Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something? 

Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?

Can they multi-task or must they focus on one subject at a time?

What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.

Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?

Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?

If your character was suddenly challenged, would they rather run away or stay and fight?

If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?

Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?

Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?

Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?

How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?

If your character had one thing to say to their parents before they died, what would it be?

Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?

Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?

Once the class ended, Mirio kept an eye trained on Esty. She was heading off somewhere? They didn’t have that long of a break, did they? Curiously, maybe even a bit nosy, Mirio trailed after her.

Shouta didn’t look at her, when she approach him, after a minture of waiting, esty lean up and whack him hard. Causing him to glare at her but then smirk. “Sorry, I didn’t see you their. shortcake.”

Esty eyes twitch. “At least I’m not old.” She retord shoving the things in his hand. “I’m not that old.”

“You forget to eat last night.” Esty crossed her arms. “Oh, and your laptop and the paperwork.” She smile at him inncoently, causing him to glare. “It not my fault you wouldn’t wake up.”

“I get it from you.”

Mirio liked bold.

“I’m Togata,” He said with a smile, “Or, well. Mirio’s okay, too. I don’t know if I’ve seen you around much-but I’m pretty thick, so I apologize if I’ve just, uh. Missed you up ‘till now. It’s good to meet you!”

Soon class was over, and Esty get up, hearing her uncle hizashi.

Determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, Mirio leaned forward in his chair and gave her a sharp tap on the shoulder-she was sat just ahead of him, after all!

“Psst-Hey! Whatever you did? Thanks!”

[DEATH MACHINE 5000: WHOEVER STOLE MY FUCKIN’ HOT CHEETOS, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU SUFFER A SLOW, PAINFUL DEATH.]

He tore through the campus, winded and a little frantic. He wasn’t opposed to being something of an example for ‘how not to do things’ but man he didn’t need to be the class clown today. Maybe tomorrow. He could probably handle Ms. Kayama tomorrow. Around the entrance to the classroom building he almost knocked into someone-someone in? Black? Huh. How strange, “Sorry! Sorry!” He aplogized, laughing nervously and staggering back, “Ladies first! I got a little ahead of myself-running a little late today!”

“Esty, Mirio.” Her aunt started. “Why was you late?” Crossing her arms, esty digged into her backpack and walk over handing her something, when her aunt saw it. She squeals. “He so cute!”

“I let you have it if you don’t give us trouble.” Esty grinned cutely, swaying on her toes “deal, now go to your seat.” The teacher pocketed the picture

ind bnha oc. retired hero. teacher at ua. punpun brand.

i  will  get  invested  almost  instantly. 

i  will  invade  your  inbox  //  im’s  //  discord  etc  for  plots  //  headcanon’s  //  and  general  yelling  about  our  ship. 

i  will  tag  you  in  gifsets  //  images  //  posts  that  remind  me  of  our  ship.  

i  will  send  you  almost  every  meme  you  reblog  //  pop  into  your  ask  IC  spontaneously.  

i  will  get  on  your  nerves  eventually  but  that’s  fine  we’re  fine  it’s  fine.