The girl, she was smiling so hard. The circus was a complete reflection of her own personality. Or was it a lie?

"Round up, for the last act of the day, done by the one and only, mostly requested, Sound Synthesizer!" I read the lips of the announcer to pace and time myself before I went out to do my act.

It was all about the timing. The timing that i had no choice, but to get right. Absolutely right.

Everyone, all around me seemed to be screaming and yelling and shouting and cheering. Pointless. Not that I could hear any of it.

As soon as the announcer had finished his introduction speech to me, I timed my act by thesecond.I couldn't lose the timing, because it was all I had.

All this training to get the timing right. To perform properly, to do everything correctly. Just for one goal, that didn't even belong to me, almost seemed pointless. But it was a way out. Out of seeing people I didn't want to see anymore, I would impress the U.A teachers and get them to accept me, even if I wouldn't be able to take the examination.

Hell, I couldn't lose this chance not only because it was my ticket out of here, but also because the U.A teachers were nice enough to even come here, and believe me in my Quirk enough to want to watch my show as my acceptance evaluation.

And I wasn't going to let that chance go away.

I smiled the brightest smile I could as I whipped my hands out, a hypothetical string of tune strung out from my arm. To others, an exciting upbeat song would have played while the string of tune strung out, to me, there was nothing and it was all about the timing.

Slowly, I warped my emotions as if I was going to be afraid of the string. Teetering over and over again on purpose, on my own string, I feigned fear and torture, the two feelings I felt most when I received this Quirk.

And no matter how much I didn't want to work with my Quirk, it would be the reason why I got out today.

With the snap of my fingers, the string snapped at where I was teetering. To the audience, the sound of a song bring abruptly brought to an end would be heard.

As I fell from the highpoint I was at, my feet kicked the air around me, gathering all the cheers and gasps that were once in the air and as soon as those noises were collected, a disc of sound was created below me, allowing me to float on the air upon this disc, as though the disc was actual music floating about the air.

I acted as though I was relieved, and I looked over at the judges. I couldn't read their lips from so far away, but this would be all I would do to try to impress them. Taking it too far would ruin my chances too much.

As soon as the disc allowed me to land of the ground, it disappeared as fast as it was created. And the whole circus gathered at the bottom floor, only to thank the audience for joining us.

I looked over to the U.A. teachers to assess my chances of getting into the school. Their faces had shown no emotion, but after all those years of looking at faces because I couldn't hear voices, I knew better. They were impressed, theyhadto be. And I knew right there and then that my chances of getting into U.A. high school was affirmed.

"It's your first day at U.A. today darling, are you sure you'll be alright?" I read the lips of my mother. What kind words were seeping through her lying mouth at this moment.

I shrugged and grabbed my headphones and left the house, not acknowledging the fact that my mother had prepared a congratulatory breakfast for me. She didn't deserve that acknowledgement. Even my father knew better than to treat me as though I was normal, when they were the ones who ruined me.

I slipped on the headphones and began walking to the school. Although I would never be able to hear anything, it didn't mean that I wanted to explain why I was in this state. I would just show the smiling, cheerful self that the people at the circus were used to. And with these headphones I would be able to get away with not having to speak with others.

It was good for me either way.

As soon as I reached the class, 1-A I chose the seat at the corner of the classroom. There was no one in the class yet. Not a single person.That's what happens when you head over 3 hours earlier than expected time huh.

But it was better that way. I felt more at ease with having to please myself rather than the faces of others.

As soon as I put my headphones down, I felt a vibration, a voice that shook the air. Although I couldn't hear it, I knew someone was there.

As soon as I turned my head around I met eyes with a bi-coloured hair boy, one side snow white, one side dark red, with heterochromic eyes, one side turquoise and the other gray. But that didn't surprise me anymore. The people at the circus were all freaks, we were all different and ruined in our own way, thats why we were chucked in there in the first place.

"Do you mind repeating that," I said in sign language. He didn't seem to understand so I found a scrap piece of paper and a pencil that was on the desk I was at and scribbled down what I wanted to write.

"I said, are you a student here? Did you get the wrong place?" I read his lips, and mine in turn frowned with sourness for a few milliseconds before I replaced it with a presentable smile as I did with everyone else.

"No, I've got the right place, thanks for your concern,"I wrote down on a clean piece of paper he had managed to conjure up from somewhere.

"Why areyouhere so early then?" the boy said once again in a neutral yet seemingly accusatory tone.

"And I could say the same to you."

We had a small stare-off before he finally decided that I wasn't worth his time, just like what everyone else thought of me, before I broke and destroyed everything.

But it was fine by me. I only ever wanted to put my own mind at ease.