hard to breathe

The cool rush of autumn air caused her purple curls to muss in its wake, causing the silver-irised female to pull the long tress into a tight bun on the back of her head. Luckily for her the school day had just come to an end for the rowdy bunch of teenagers, and now the weekend began for them! Her mind became twisted in itself so much so that she only came too once she bumped shoulders with someone.

Her gaze snaps over to a shorter female with slight surprise, her own large eyes meeting Maddie’s silver ones. Oh, she was from 1-A, right? The lilac-haired girl gently rubs the side of her neck as she forms an apologetic smile.

Shit, of course she had to stop and pet that stray cat on her way to the academy. But she didn’t expect to stay nearly fifteen extra minutes with the thin feline and now she was booking it towards the front gates. The crowds weren’t as bad as they usually are though which was kind of a relief to her already frazzled mind. Her hand slips down to the usual place she left her school identification card before she felt her heart pause in complete terror. It wasn’t there! Shiiiit! Could she have left it at her apartment? It was likely... but what if she dropped it and someone else found it? Would they return it to the school or keep it for less than heroic reasons?

She releases a shaky sigh once she had turned around to retrace her steps. Hopefully she could find it quick and skate by with a tardy slip rather than skip the entire day because of an air-headed move she made. Her lips twist in a soft pout as she wipes away emotions welling in her eyes. No time for that! She lifts her head as she finds whatever bit of sanity she had left.

Summer storms became a favorite of Kemuri sometime during her childhood and it has yet to sway during her teenaged years. The curved girl stood underneath a large awning protecting civilians from the sudden drizzle with a rather thick stack of print offs held firmly in her hands. Her workplace decided to throw one last giant adoption fair to kick off the ending of summer and her assignment today was to spread the word as well as hand out coupons for many of the menu items.

Whisks and Whiskers is a nearby cat themed café that also teamed up with local shelters to adopt out the many adorable felines who needed good homes! She began handing out flyers and coupons to waiting passengers of an upcoming bus, outstretching a hand towards a familiar face. Tsuyu was well known around UA thanks to her class placement and the shenanigans they found themselves in the months prior. 

The General Studies class of 1-D held many wonderful potential friends to make and yet the silver-eyed girl wasn’t exactly the most outgoing. She would bite back greetings to those who entered the room or keep her opinions to herself in most conversations held around her desk. Her elbows prop themselves up on the top of said desk as her hands caress the sides of her rounded face whilst she glances at her nearby neighbor. Mayu had always sent her into a bit of a better mood by the optimistic aura that surrounds her. If she wanted friends so badly she should bite the bullet sometime or another!

The soft pitter-pattering of rain against the cheap plastic umbrella over her lilac head was enough to keep her dry on the early morning commute to the famed academy she was enrolled to. Her hand grips the cool metal knob leading inside before pausing to listen to that little voice in the back of her head. Her mother always taught her to be polite and courteous to those around her and so she was. She takes a step back to open the door open to her senpai behind her, her eyes glancing down to find his before smiling.

The usual bustling crowd of quirked up teenagers filing into UA was something one had to get used too, especially for such a timid girl like Maddie. Her feet followed in the same footsteps left behind a male with quite an usual hairdo. And ears. Wait, ears? She felt a gasp escape her lips once the tip of one flicked and she suddenly shook the thought from her head. Hell, she could transform into a cloud of smoke and she was this caught up over ears? Well they did look rather fluffy... in her own defense, of course.

She allows her silver hues to take in the two-toned color of his hair before catching sight of something protruding straight from the back of his head. The twig was twisting upwards in an odd angle with a single small leaf fluttering as if it were a flag firmly planted on a mountain top. Her thin fingers reach up to pluck the foliage from his wild mane before murmuring.