#ukcd

       ▴ ❝ Do I look strange to you or something ?? ❞ He did. Mori was undeniably strange in appearance - ‘wire’ like veins protruded from his clothing in small spots, patches where he couldn’t entirely mend himself after one fight or another. Alas, such oddities were often ignored - He’d become accustomed to the notion of being stared at, so much so that the possibility of attention being drawn to his unique appearance often slipped his mind. 

       ▴ ❝ Staring is rude, kid. ❞

Slipping on her hero costume she got ready for her training session with Midoriya. She had texted him earlier asking if it was ok for the two of them to train. With the league of villains being at large the school was on pretty high alert so she felt rusty in terms of fighting. Mina also wanted to get to know Midoriya better and she thought the best way would be through fighting.

AT THIS POINT,

She couldn’t l i e to herself. She was utterly FASCINATED with Class 1-A and it’s students. Not to say she didn’t feel that way about her own class, no- she admired them too. But...she was interested in them, simple as that. 

From the loud, aggressive actions of the one she’d deemed ‘explodey mc fire hands’, to the joy brought by ‘Froppy’, every part of their antics made her want to be in that class specifically. So, gathering just a BIT of her courage, she’d manage to find herself trying to talk to one of it’s students after teaching had finally ended for the day.