Wren.

My name is Wren.

The building before her was massive. From the outside you could see that there were two sides to the building. Wren wondered just how many people could live in this building. She was aware of how many people were in class 1-A but this building seemed much larger than anything they would need. UA was a fine school. Much larger in person. Her brother insisted it was best that she attend the school he worked at, just to be safe. There had been a lot of villain activity lately and the government had decided that now is the time for her to "learn" to use her quirk.

More like become a human catalog.

"Okay Wren are you ready to meet everyone?" Aizawa sensei stood ready to open the door. Wren watched as he slowly turned the knob. "Alright everyone, circle up." Slowly more and more people trickled into what appeared to be the common room until twenty kids stood before her eyes. Wren scanned each of their faces, each of them had received some amount of TV screen time. Some more than others.

Aizawa was speaking again.

"This is Wren. She will be joining the Hero's course and our class. She's a special case which, as you get to know her, you will learn more about."

Wren's long lavender hair was loosely tied into a mass, wisps of hair tickling the sides of her face. A black surgical mask made of cloth obscured her nose and mouth and though it was summer she wore long sleeves, pants, combat boots, and a pair of gloves. All that showed was her dark eyes.

"The short of it is, she was kidnapped by villains and held for a number of years before being rescued and sent to a rehabilitation center. So please excuse her mannerisms."

Aizawa glanced at her again before leaving her to the group. The girls seemed excited to welcome her. Two approached her. One had brown hair and a slightly chubby face, and the other girl was lanky with long darker hair. Everyone had gotten too loud and the presence of everyone was overwhelming. The pink haired girl danced around wondering aloud what her quirk could be.

The brown-haired girl and dark-haired girl grabbed her bags. Since she was closer now the darker haired girl seemed frog like and Wren tried to recall her name as they entered the elevator.

The decrease in noise level made Wren audibly sigh in relief. "Hi Wren. I'm Ochaco and this is Tsuyu." Wren looked at the brown-haired girl, Ochaco, and nodded smiling despite the mask. "We look forward to working with you." Tsuyu said with a friendly smile.

The two girls turned to each other when Wren was silent. "Sorry. I'm not used to speaking." Wren lilted with a slight cough. The two girls seemed to relax, smiling at her. "That's okay! If you want, we can introduce you to everyone once you're settled."

Wren felt herself nodding despite the tightness in her chest.

Later that night after Tsuyu and Ochaco finished helping her pack she found herself once again standing in the common room, once more before class 1-A. Ochaco and Tsuyu began speaking telling everyone how Wren was not used to speaking and various things they may have noticed while they unpacked. Wren had a pretty bad habit of not listening unless she had to.

There were a lot of people and new abilities to explore. Wren wasn't paying attention until a loud boy, Bakugo maybe, stood yelling in her face. "I'm sorry. I didn't hear you.

Bakugo stared at her, everyone seemed caught off guard by her voice. "What's your quirk, and why do you wear a mask?" The green haired boy, Deku? Midoriya? Repeated Bakugo's question, earning a glare from said fiery fisted boy. "My quirk is called copy. And my face is scarred up."

A heavy silence fell over the group. Wren raised an eyebrow.

"Has sensei not told you? I was kidnapped at eight and rescued at eleven." Everyone seemed speechless. Wren shifted unsure of the air or what to say. Ochaco spoke first, "Would you like something to drink Wren?" Wren smiled, nodding. "Tea please."

Yaoyorozu squealed, "I have the perfect tea! Let me go get it."

Everyone seemed to relax now and slowly trickle off into various areas. Wren stood awkwardly shifting from foot to foot. She wondered if she should head to the kitchen when Midoriya and Iida stopped her. They were catching her up on some things they had been discussing in class. When they were telling her about the summer training camp Bakugo butted in loudly. "Why are we talking about useless shit? She probably heard it on the news." He glared down at Midoriya. His anger focused on him.

Wren sighed taking the opportunity to run to the kitchen where Ochaco, Tsuyu, and Yaoyorozu were waiting with a fresh cup of tea.

I'll be fine.