better than good.

      she stares at his hand for a moment, processing all that had been said. sparky sparky, valentine remembers calling him all kinds of things in her head after watching the sporting event on tv. it was sort of dorky, how much she had geeked over all the students that participated, only for her to transfer over soon after. now, all her goofy thoughts surfaced alongside the faint recollection of his name. 

     also…. she isn’t sure if she should take his hand, if he’s a walking battery- but he can’t just be offering it absentmindedly right ?? and it would be awfully malicious to play a trick on her like that. he doesn’t look much like a bully though- with his scruffy hair and enthusiasm. so she takes his hand with a smile, taking the opportunity to make a friend.. her mind already buzzed with little nicknames and hopeful hang out sessions. 

          “ yes ! i transferred– uh.. last month ?? i’ve tried to stay out of the way though.. i’m valentine !  “

When the other takes his hand, the kind gesture complete, the nervous smile on the boy’s lips spreads into a grin. Wide on his face, his teeth shine underneath a small row of metal and rubber, his dad’s idea. Taking in their words as he released her hand, trying not to think of the static that clung to his fingers, Denki paused his thinking, opening his mouth before shutting it, then replying slowly.

“Out of the... Hey, I know we can all be a bit much sometimes, but everyone’s friends here! It’s nice to meet you though, Valentine.” The smile never fading even as he spoke, tinting his words a playful tone, he lingers, shooting his friend Shoji an apologetic glance. He’d understand.

      she reels in embarrassment, ignoring all plans to brush off her quick jab of his arm. she just thought it would be like- a little pinch, or maybe he wouldn’t feel it at all since he has so much electricity in him already !! good going, valentine, you’re gonna break him and you haven’t even told him your name. she raises her hands in defense, red in the face. 

       – “ ah !! i’m sorry, i knew you were sparky but i didn’t know you were that

         sparky and i thought you probably wouldn’t even notice since you

         already have so much electricity in you !! “

To be honest, the other was right. Like a walking battery, Denki stored power, releasing it when he needed, generating it when required, et cetera. But that meant with all this stored electricity, something like a little static shock was the equivalent of sticking a fork in a wall socket. Good thing he’d been training to withstand higher voltages. 

Blinking and rubbing at his nose, faintly burning as his hair stands on end somewhat, the student tried his best to compose himself, a smile pushing through. 

“Its--! It’s okay! I uh, YEAH, I’ve got a lot in me but like, it’s also easy for you to do that...” Like grabbing an electrical wire from the ground, he hopes the shock was contained to him, which judging by her reaction it was safe to say he got most of the zap. 

– @heartflipped

      she knows she shouldn’t do it, she doesn’t even know him personally, just seen him on tv before she transferred to UA. but it’s an itch that must be scratched. valentine rubs the base of her soft rabbit ears, enough to get the smallest hint of static going, then pokes the walking electrical outlet that’s happened to stop to chat to a friend right next to her lunch table. guilty, she pretends to be innocent, but watches from the corner of her eye for a reaction.

What started off as a weird day seemed to be getting progressively normal, if not better by the time Denki had stopped to chat with his semi-close friend Shoji. Having helped him with his DREADED math assignment the other night, it was only right for the boy to pay him a visit, if not to bring him a few treats that his dad hadn’t entirely burned. 

Mid sentence, the student feels a strong jolt, a spark on his outer arm. Snapping his attention behind him, his hair is raised, the static charge amplified by his surprise. Immediately, he tries to calm the live wires that are his quirk under his skin, but with a bit of a frightened look, he can’t help but buzz when he speaks. 

“Glad to see someone here has a shred of TASTE.” Singular eye peering down at the other, denim to his nose, while those uneducated would say the Canadian Tuxedo look just wasn’t it, the man had a very high standard when it came to clothing. These days, hero or not, if you didn’t dress the part you didn’t GET the part. Crossing his arms over his chest, Tsunagu attempted a relaxed stance, even if he was quite thrilled to be talking to someone else who understood the importance of a pristine appearance. 

Oh course he kept his usual smug coolness- it was a confidence boost for allies, infuriating to enemies, and did a perfect job of hiding the embarrassment eating away at him.

Yes, that’s right. Embarrassment. Why? What could possibly shake up that always-collected (as if) student?

Well, to be quite frank…. it was his quirk. How do you come up with a supermove for something just copied from everyone else?

“Honenuki! I saw your progress. I’m really impressed.”

Brushing stray dirt that clung to his person, there was a pause, watching his friend and classmate react, listening to his words carefully even if he hadn’t said much. Eyes narrowing, Juuzou crosses his arms over his chest, shifting his weight to mostly one foot. 

“Well, you seem pleased...” Another mime of a smile, the aspiring hero looks out at the training gym, at the solid rock he’d been literally SWIMMING through moments ago. Only problem now was.. Just how could he turn this into a signature move? Sure he’d been working on his distance, duration, working with other mediums... Was that enough?

“Thank you, but SERIOUSLY, if you are done you gotta show me.” While he knew the extent of his own limits, or at least his limits at the moment, the limits of Monoma’s quirk were... Kind of foreign to him. Keeping your head down and trying to get better no matter what kinda meant he lived under a bit of a rock. Okay, he lived under a HUGE rock. 

[ Momo ] Um…like, ‘similar’!  [ Momo ] Oh…have you studied at all? Even a little? Please say yes. [ Momo ] You’re welcome to come up. Maybe you’ll want to bring your class notes…

[ bolt ⚡️ ] similar.... ok...

[ bolt ⚡️ ] also uhm, don’t be mad but maybe less than a little

[ bolt ⚡️ ] ............