#sturdyquirk

There was nothing out of the ordinary to adapt to such a new environment. Thrown into a new world where the norm is being quirkless, yet be surrounded by those who have their own powers and abilities altered. He was lucky enough to still have his ability usable in any situation, despite the new decorative watch he has to carry around. Well, it could have been worse.

However there is no need to think on a trivial matter! After all, the boy did manage to enter one of the most difficult schools and enter one of the highest ranking classes with a quirk that wasn’t flashy that would dazzle the pedestrians. Remaining as the side character to allow the heroes to shine, as of now, would be his job. Until he gathers his powers and abilities to use at his full potential, then he would keep to the sidelines. It shouldn’t be that difficult.

That is... unless someone from his school of the other class happen to catch his attention. All thoughts of keeping a low profile and to observe was no longer his plan.

“Well well weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell~ What do we have here!”

An expression of a king looking down at the red-head peasant that caught his eye as he manage to get the other’s attention.

“How strange is this? What a surprise! A member of class 1-A trapped in a random city!? Hahahahaha! And here I though you all were suppose to be better then class B! And look at you- helpless and unable to do anything! Aren’t you suppose to be strong enough to get yourself out? Huh? Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuh?~ Ahahahaha!!”

“While I cry, Hansol needs more friends to interact with! So this is...”

   Little known fact about Mako but she LOVED the snow! after all it was like some super special gift that only came around once a year. Offering those who would partake in it’s bounty a plethora of fun things to do.   From building snowmen, and dressing up in cute winter clothes, to going sledding; there was just so many options at her disposal! But one of her absolute favorite winter pass-times was of course the humble snowball fight! A harmless game about having fun and spending time with your friends! So when she offered to play with the red haired boy, hoping to maybe befriend him(What can she say, she wants to befriend everyone!) she wasn’t expecting him to get this intense! But honestly she found it rather fun! She gave chase for a few seconds before stopping to gather up two snow balls. She then flung them as hard as she could at the boys retreating form.

“duuuuuuuuuude !!” he shouts then runs at his classmate just to pull him into the biggest bro-hug he could ever give to somebody. “brotato! bromeo! bro!! fancy meetin’ ya here! i thought i’d rot in this place without seein’ anyone i know!!” 

he’s not exaggerating, this place is dull and boring, and there’s nobody he would know. maybe socializing with strangers could help, but at the same time he’s still happy to have at least eijirou around.

“What a relief it is to finally see someone I could recognize. You don’t know how happy I am to see you, young Kirishima.” he admits, patting the boy’s shoulder.

Although things seemed to be peaceful here, All Might couldn’t relax one bit since he arrived. Something felt off about all this, but now with Kirishima here things instantly became better.

Oh, he fully expected his students to be partaking in this festival. They did the last two, though those were required that they’d make their own event. He stared at a particularly familiar head of bright red hair and chalked that up to another student of his having been brought to this city. How many was that now? He lost count.

Monoma wasn’t expecting this. Far from it. least of his problems. Having someone from class A greet him with a happy birthday!? That was… unheard of! Especially since they weren’t exactly friends. Definitely rivals. All of the other’s class were rivals. Not exactly, nor would ever be, FRIENDS. 

So hearing the other say happy birthday to him was one way to catch him by surprise. Almost as if he was trying to figure out a way to retort to his kind gesture. Yet nothing seems to come to mind, except an unsure laugh. It’s not as if he would readily say thank you. “Heheho? Aren’t we suppose to be rivals? Along with your whole troublesome group? What would you even come to say that? Are you trying to lower my guard, because if you are, it wouldn’t work! Oh of course, that has to be it. Should I go along and just say thank you so you would believe me? Besides shouldn’t you just hang around with your own classmates? There’s more of you here after all.” …