Despite the fact that he didn't remember when he fell asleep, Shogeki doesn't remember the last time he felt so well rested. Hell, he even woke up earlier than usual, and he still felt great. He got out of bed, taking note that Toga was still asleep with a smile on her face, grabbed some clothes and put on a pair of pants and head towards the showers. Monday mornings are when Totsu heads to the gym, and most of the other guys should still be asleep, meaning he's the on-

"Yo dude, what's up?"

"Damnit." Shogeki sighed, walking into the shower room. Totsu had shampoo in his hair, his eyes closed while he scrubbed, but the invincible student knew Shogeki's schedule well enough to make a pretty good guess. Despite his good mood, he really didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. Mondays are one of the few days he actually has to go to class, and he still has to take Toga to her first therapy session later today. This would be the only chance he'd get to relax until classes started in a few hours. At least he'd get the chance to wash himself, his hair was a bit frizzier than he'd care for, and Netto had found him a new brand of conditioner that he'd been wanting to try out.

He stripped out of his pants and underwear and stepped under the hot water, trying to ignore his classmate as he was asked question after question. He closed his eyes, leaning his forehead against the cold tile of the shower wall. He took a death breath, filling his lungs with the hot, humid air, trying to cling on to the last shreds of his good mood.

"Shogeki."

'Just ignore him, he'll lose interest in a minute,' He thought, feeling what was left of his good mood beginning to leave him.

"Shogeki. Shogeki. Akira. Shogeki. Jockey. Shogeki!"

"Can't I have 5 fucking minutes of peace without someone calling my name?!" Shogeki yelled, turning his now angry gaze to Totsu, the other boy being much closer than before with his hand up in the air.

"Dude, what's your problem? I'm just trying to give you some props. You go and get lucky, and you don't even tell your best friend? That's fucked up, man." The wide smile on the green haired student's face stood in stark contrast to the more annoyed look he was receiving.

"Oh please, if I had 'gotten lucky' I wouldn't be here, I'd be hanging at their place away from you morons."

"Shogeki, dude, come on, I'm dumb but I'm not stupid. I know hickeys when I see them."

"The hell are you on about?" Shogeki looked down at his chest and froze, making a very uncharacteristic yelp of surprise. Dozens of purplish bruises were scattered across his chest, and even more covered his arms. The only person with hands that small was Chisana, and the pixie-like boy didn't possess anywhere near the strength that was needed to leave bruises like this on Shogeki, so that means these marks had to be hickeys.

"TOGA!" Shogeki yelled out, scrubbing at his body with a bar of soap and growling loudly.

"Toga!" Totsu's playful smile was now long gone, a worried look on his face. "Dude, I know I made a lot of jokes about her being your girlfriend and all that, but you're not supposed to actually sleep with her!"

"Don't you think I know that!" Shogeki's incredibly long hair was getting on his nerves, falling in his face and getting tangled in his many copper piercings. He had enough on his plate already, he didn't feel like pulling hair out of his lip rings and eyebrow studs. He never should have let Hamada rope him into getting these damn things, but he had to admit they did help with controlling his external flow of electricity, so he put up with them despite the looks he'd get on the street.

Although her insistence on him getting one on his right nipple was probably her trying to see how far she could push it.

"Fuck!" He gave up, washing off the suds covering his body and throwing the bar of soap across the room. "I have to take that bitch to her appointment later, I don't have time for this!"

"What are you gonna do?"

"Keep ignoring her like I have been!"

"Oh yeah, because that's been working out so well for you!" Totsu countered, proving that this was going to be one of the rare times he was right about something. Shogeki growled, turning the water off and grabbing his clothes. He'll worry about his hair tomorrow, as much as it was going to annoy him. He made sure that he was on the far side of the room before he activated his quirk, using the heat from his electricity to quickly dry himself. He dressed, leaving the showers and slamming the door behind him. He muttered a string of curses as he stomped down the hall, making his way into the common room. By now, mostly everyone should be awake, and he saw that Chisana was already in the kitchen, probably getting breakfast started. The diminutive pixie boy fluttered around the kitchen, his usual clean freak habits fighting against him, leading to progress on actually cooking anything being slow going.

"Chisana, I need you to-"

"Shogeki-kun, what happened to you?!" The shrillish, chittering voice of an angry Chisana pierced ears and only annoyed him further. "You're covered in- Are those love bites?! They're all over your neck! Shogeki-kun, you know the rules we've agreed to as a class, and you aren't supposed to engage in these types of activities!"

"Alright, I get that, but I hav-"

"Not to mention the noise! What if Aka had heard you? You know his hearing is better than normal, and he has enough problems to deal with, we don't want to add being tired onto that list. Not to mention that Ainsley's quirk requires a lot of focus to use properly, so he needs a full night's sleep to participate in class tomorrow!" The 2-A Class President began to fly in a tight circle, slowly building himself up to a nervous breakdown.

"Chisana, ju-"

"And if Sakana sees this, she'll get way too excited and start bouncing around the room again! We've just finished patching up the holes from last time, and we don't have any more funds for drywa-"

Shogeki grabbed Chisana's arm, his fist enveloping the pixie's limb from the tips of his fingers up to his shoulder. "Shut the hell up and let me answer your questions damnit!" He yelled, starting to get fed up with the class healer. "Look, I have a lot that I need to prepare myself for today. I have to take Toga to a fuckin therapist of all things, and I can only see that going poorly. Just heal me up so I won't get any looks while I'm hanging out in the waiting room, and I'll owe you a favor."

"What use could I possibly have for you?" Chisana trilled, tilting his head. Without proper eyebrows, he had to rely on body language more than some, so this was essentially his version of raising an eyebrow.

"Next time you want to lobby for a stupid new rule, I'll have convince Hamada, Kikai and Totsu to back you up on it." Shogeki offered.

"Why don't you back me up on it? I get that the representative would have more reason to suggest something if there are more people behind him, but you know that as the number one in our year, you'd hold more clout than them."

"Because the staff know me, and they know my bullshit, and nothing would be more suspicious than if I took a sudden interest in all of those rules I always break."

"Huh… I guess you're right." The class representative thought it over for a second, before sighing. "Alright, take your shirt off, I'll heal you up."

"Thank you, christ." He sat on the sofa, letting Chisana's now glowing hands to run along his body, the healing hero causing the bruises and bites littered across his body to fade away, leaving him good as new. "That's much better, now to go wake up the bitch."

"Shogeki-kun, be polite, she's still just as human as you and I, she deserves the same respect you give to the rest of our class." The pixie chastised him, following him to the hallway.

"I'm starting to think that you're overestimating just how much respect I have for our classmates." He walked away from his class rep, heading back to his room to grab Toga, who was still asleep in her bed. He walked over and grabbed the blankets, yanking them off of the-

Naked girl underneath.

"God damnit, Toga, what the fuck?!" He looked away, fuming, as the girl behind him groaned cutely as she stretched her limbs.

"Aki-chan, if you wanted to see me all nakey, you could have just asked." She cooed, tiredly moving a more seductive pose.

"Will you just get dressed, you have an appointment to keep later."

"Yes Daddy."

"Ugh!"

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"Let's go, crazy." Shogeki helped his charge out of the taxi, walking her up towards the clinic. He looked up at the sky, noting that they were probably gonna get hit with a pretty bad storm later tonight. They walked through the door and made their way to the receptionist to check in, Toga seemingly more excited than he'd thought she'd be. "Appointment for 4, name Toga."

The receptionist typed a few things into his computer, "Ah yes, I have it right here, are you Nedzu?"

"No, I'm Shogeki."

The man gave him an odd look, "What's your relationship to Toga-san, sir?"

The hero answered before Toga could say anything stupid, "I'm her carer. Nobody cared, so they forced me to."

"Oh… Um… Th- The doctor is waiting for you in room 2, right down that hall." The receptionist pointed to their left, leading Shogeki to pull Toga towards it.

"Now, for the love of god, behave yourself, I don't feel like carrying your unconscious ass back to the dorms."

"Yes Daddy~"

"Jesus Christ, I thought I told you to knock it off with that shit?"

"And if I don't?" She teased, trying to get under his skin.

"I'll have Konchu cover you in worms and beetles for an hour."

"Eew, no, they're so gross!" All of her teasing was thrown aside as she started to squirm, thoughts of being covered in hundreds of bugs filling her mind.

"Then don't cause any problems, will ya?" He opened the door and pushed her in, leaning against the doorframe and keeping an ear out for any loud noises from the doctor's office. He took the time to check his phone, looking for any news about the area Miruko's sending him to patrol later. Fortunately, he couldn't find anything that really stuck out to him, which means he might have an easy night tonight.

Unfortunately, Nedzu called him just as he was clicking another article, causing him to accidentally accept the call.

"Fuck, damnit, god- What do you want?" He swore, holding the phone up to his ear.

"Hello Shogeki-kun. How are you today?" The ever-chipper voice of his principal came through the line, making the student sigh tiredly.

"It's fine, same shit always, what do you need?"

"I was just calling to make sure you're accompanying Toga-san to her appointment today. It's very important that we get to the root of her psychosis if we want to ensure her mental health is properly cared for."

"Why would you call me now instead of, like, an hour ago? If you had called now and we'd forgotten, we'd still miss the appointment. So either that's a fuckin' lie, or your clock is running slow."

"Ah, well met, Shogeki-kun! I actually called because I wanted to ask how you would assess Toga-san's recovery. After all, you've spent the most time with her by far, so you'd be the first to notice any changes in her demeanour."

Shogeki ran a hand over his face, massaging his eyes, "Better, overall at least. She's stopped trying to kill everyone and is only ever trying to kill me, though I don't know if I'd consider that an improvement or not."

"And have you been able to keep her away from any blood?"

"To my knowledge, yes, though Hone is negligent when it comes to his own injuries, I wouldn't be surprised if he got his arm torn off and didn't notice. Which, according to what little Miruko has been willing to tell me about the incident, Toga has somehow gained the ability to use the quirk of whoever she's turned into, meaning getting Hone's blood would be a pretty significant problem."

"I'm sure you and your classmates would be able to handle anything short of her getting her hands on your own quirk."

"You underestimate some of my classmates, more than a few of them are direct counters to myself. Whatever. Do you need anything else, or can I go back to doing nothing while I wait?"

"No no, that should be all for now, enjoy the rest of your evening, Shogeki-kun."

"Sure, you too, sir." He hung up, a heavy sign escaping his lips as he slid down the wall to sit on the floor. At this point, there was nothing else he could do until Toga was finished, so he just started browsing sign stores looking at what neon signs they were selling until the door beside him opened. He stood up, stretching his legs a bit to help loosen them up. He glanced towards the psychiatrist, "How'd it go?"

"Well, this was just the first meeting, it was mostly just introducing ourselves and trying to identify a goal she was willing to work towards." The doctor seemed nice enough, so Shogeki was trying to not give him any shit just yet.

"Alright, what goals were that?"

"Well, she asked to keep those just between the two of us for now, sir."

Maybe Shogeki would have to give him some shit after all. "I need to make sure you remember that I'm under orders to make sure this crazy bitch is under control at all times." He got a bit closer to the doctor, "I need to make sure she's not trying to plan anything, and the less I know, the more danger you might find yourself in."

"Well, yes, that's… Always a risk, especially with high-risk patients, but, I place a lot of value on doctor patient confidentiality, and- eek!" The doctor winced a bit when a stray bolt of lightning arced across Shogeki's face, but he held strong, "I couldn't in good faith distribute my patient's information to a third party."

"Mother-" He growled, staring the man down. He'd have to give the doctor props for sticking to his guns, he guessed. "My boss will be giving you a call, discuss it with him, I don't have the time or patience to deal with you."

The doctor cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. "Well, Toga-san, I hope you'll be able to help her focus on her recovery at home." He held out his hand towards Shogeki, who raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not Toga, she's Toga, my name is Shogeki."

"Oh, I'm sorry, are you not her husband?"

"She doe- She's not married, damnit!" He turned towards Toga, "Just how many lies did you tell him?" All he got in response was a sly giggle from the blonde girl. "Whatever, let's get going."

Before they could walk away, the psychiatrist grabbed Shogeki's sleeve, pulling him close to whisper to him, "Are you aware that she refers to you as 'Daddy'?"

"Look, it's a work in progress, alright, I'm tryin' my best." He pulled away, following Toga back into the lobby while trying to push down his embarrassment. She was giggling, meaning she'd probably heard the question and was feeling all smug about it. Shogeki could only growl with annoyance.

"Damn, it's really coming down ain't it?" He glanced out the windows of the clinic, seeing the rain batter against the windows, shaking them in their frames. The thunderstorm he'd predicted earlier was now in full swing, with trees blowing and puddles forming large enough to be considered lakes. "Alright, let's go."

Toga blanched, giving him a wide eyed look. "Wait, but the taxi's not here yet."

"I couldn't afford another taxi, I don't get paid until tomorrow. Miruko decided that I took a drug deal a bit too seriously and beat someone's ass a bit too hard when I busted them. Withheld my pay for the last few weeks, fuckin' asshole."

"Then how are we getting home?"

"We're walking."

"What?" She asked plainly, looking out the window. She glanced between her "boyfriend" and the weather outside a few times, a shocked look on her face. "We're gonna walk in that?!"

"Well, we're not gonna fly, I can't safely carry someone in this kind of weather. Now come on, I have dinner duty tonight, and I have to work with Hamada, the lemming. Despite being made of water, I have no idea how she doesn't know how to boil it."

"But I don't have a coat." She argued.

"I do, now let's go, I have shit to do. It should be an hour walk or something like that." He grabbed her hand and dragged her out and into the storm, a bright flash of lightning lighting up the darkened sky.

"Aki-chan! It's too cold!" Her cardigan was soaked through in a matter of seconds, weighing her down like a pile of soggy wool. She looked up at him, trying to give him a sad puppy look, but he'd seen that shit on Hamada way too many times. The pity well dried up a long time ago.

"Maybe you should have grabbed your duffel coat when we left."

"It was really nice out today, I didn't think I'd need it."

"Toga, it's fucking winter. Why would you ever assume it'd be nice out?"

"I told you to call me Himi-chan!" She stomped her foot in a puddle, splashing water everywhere and only further ruining her leggings and skirt.

"And I told you to stop calling me 'Daddy' to other people, yet here we are."

"So you want me to only call you Daddy when we're alone?"

"Yes. NO! God damnit! Stop calling me that all together!"

"But Daddy~"

He tried to ignore the small twinge of something he felt when she said that and only growled in frustration, trying to resist the urge to strangle her. 'Crazy bitch would only like it, wouldn't help me at all.' He looked back at her, now absolutely drenched with rainwater, her clothes essentially ruined, meaning he'd have to get her replacements later in the week. Meaning he'd have to take her out while he's in costume to assure the police that it's a hero matter. And he'd have to take Hamada with him, because fuck shopping for women's clothes. And Rifuto, because Hamada can't be trusted to not buy something totally asinine.

And when they find out how her clothes got ruined, he'll never hear the end of it.

…

"God damnit." Shogeki cursed, shucking off his jacket and holding it out to her. "My phone is in the right pocket, don't pull it out if it goes off, I don't want it getting wet. I have leather gloves in the inner left pocket for your hands if their cold, just don't fuck up this jacket, my dad will do everything in his power to kick my ass if it gets ruined."

Toga quickly took the jacket from him, wrapping it around her cold and shivering form. She buttoned it up, snuggling inside and taking a deep breath, inhaling his scent. She blushed brightly, humming happily as he pulled the hood over her head, making sure her hair was covered. She grabbed his hand, happy to allow him to lead her down the road towards the school. He sighed, suppressing a shiver as he felt the cold rain beginning to make his clothes stick to his body. In hindsight, he guessed it was a good thing that he didn't get to properly wash his hair this morning, since the rain would have ruined anything decent he'd have done with it. He felt her lean up against him, attaching herself to his arm, which he'd normally be against, but he figured that this was his punishment for being such a dick to her all day, so he'll let it slide just this once. He sighed again, pushing his hair out of his face as the wind started picking up again, wanting nothing but to get back to the dorms for once.

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Chisana was waiting for them when they got back. "Shogeki-kun, you're soaked through! You can't be walking around like that, you'll get sick! Even if you don't have classes on Tuesdays, you still have your internships, and you can't allow yourself to get sick, you'll be removing a valued member of Mir-"

"Jesus Christ, can I get through the fucking door, Chisana, fuck!" He was cold and wet and thoroughly miserable, and for once his clothes had absorbed more water than Hamada's, he just wanted a change of clothes. He saw Kikai sitting on the floor by the couches and called out to them. "Kikai, watch this one for me, I need a shower and a change of clothes. Maybe I can finally do my hair."

The robotic student nodded, giving a curious tilt of their head when they noticed the coat the girl was wearing, but resigned themselves to watching Toga. He led them up to Shogeki's room, where he let them inside for the change of clothes. Kikai stood with Toga in the room while Shogeki got himself cleaned, and 30 minutes later, they were back downstairs and in the kitchen, where the three of them watched Hamada almost have a panic attack. Despite all the odds, she had somehow managed to get the large pot of water to boil. As it stood, however, she was now trembling as she held a box of pasta, the scene in front of him causing a vein in his neck to start throbbing painfully.

"Girl, are you fucking serious right now? It's pasta! It's not hard, it's like cooking level 1!" Shogeki yelled at the water girl, who looked like she'd just fought a war against the pots and pans in the kitchen.

"I'm sorry!" She yelled back, "You were supposed to be back 45 minutes ago, and Hone and Chikara need to eat regularly for their quirks to work right, and Ishi was getting nervous because he thought Hone would start getting angry, and you weren't around to help me calm him down and Konchu was yelling at Doro for trying to eat her bugs again and Chisana was freaking out about all the mud and-"

"SHUT UP!" Shoegeki cut off her hysterical rambling, leaving her trying to hold back tears, all while Toga stood by Kikai, seemingly amused at the argument in front of her. "Get out of the kitchen and get me Netto, he's the only one of you fucks I can cook with, go!" She ran out of the kitchen, hurrying to get Netto, if only to make sure he wouldn't yell at her again.

Shogeki dumped the box of pasta into the pot, opening a drawer to pull out a large wooden spoon. "Kikai, go away, go, I can watch blondie and cook freakin' pasta at the same time." He said, pulling out a box of salt and pouring a bit into the water. He gestured for Toga to come over, assigning her the task of stirring the pasta as it cooked while he got out the rice they would be using as a base. After a few minutes of waiting, Netto arrived, tall and fabulous as he always was. Netto quickly set about performing his share of the work, his long, glossy locks of black hair stretching away from his head and opening a variety of cabinets, collecting the array of ingredients they'd be using. Once finished, Netto turned away and got to work, keeping his mouth shut and allowing Shogeki some silence for once. Toga briefly opened her mouth, probably to be creepy or to hit on him again, both were equally likely, but he shoved a tea bag into her mouth and she seemed to finally get that he wasn't in the mood for conversation.

Soon enough, dinner had come and gone, most of the class heading back to the common room to relax, while a select few head to their rooms to study or sleep. At this point, the only ones left in the kitchen were Shogeki, Hamada, Toga, Netto, Ishi and Hone, talking amongst themselves. Although, to be fair, Shogeki and Hone were too busy glaring at each other from opposite sides of the kitchen. The others tried to ignore the obvious animosity between the two, instead focused on making plans to take Toga shopping for new clothes.

"I love the cardigan look, so we're definitely gonna keep that, but I'm thinking we go with navy instead of cream this time around, y'know, have some contrast between your clothes and your hair. Plus, darker clothes would really make your eyes pop." Hamada was in full fashion mode, listing off suggestions while Netto stood to the side with a small notepad, using his hair as a measuring tape while he listed off Toga's measurements. "And I really think the ribbon brings it all together, but I don't know if the red will look right, maybe a yellow to help it go with your eyes? The darker colors mean people who see you will be drawn to the lighter colors, so having a ribbon that matches your eyes will totally bring the whole look together, right Shogeki-kun?"

"I don't care Hamada." He didn't take his eyes off of Hone when he spoke, "Besides, I'm not involved in this, this is you and Netto, leave me be."

"What?" Hamada looked at him like he was crazy, "Of course you're involved, you're the one who's gonna be paying for all of her clothes."

"Like hell I am! I'm not buying her shit outside of the necessities."

Hone stifled a laugh, "What, can't afford to buy nothing for your girl, Shogeki?"

"Like you can talk, not even having a girl to speak of." Shogeki shot back, more than a little venom in his voice.

"Oh, yeah, because you can even get a girl without one being given to you."

"Weird how they chose me to give her to, isn't it?"

"You saying they feel worse for you than me?" Hone raised an eyebrow.

"I'm saying they don't trust you to not let this one get away."

Hone kicked off the wall, walking up to Shogeki. The others had stopped talking at this point, watching the two men with worry, or in Toga's case, rapt attention.

"Hamada, take Toga up to your room." Shogeki could feel a few bolts of electricity starting to arc between his copper jewelry, which made Ishi run out of the room in a nervous mess.

"Alright. No fighting guys, we don't want Chisana-kun to get us in trouble again." The water girl replied, taking Toga upstairs, followed by Netto walking out behind them, leaving the two of them alone in the kitchen.

"Still don't know how far your regeneration goes, do you?" Shogeki asked, watching as spikes of sharpened bone pushed through Hone's skin. "I know everything there is to know about my quirk, boy, but you're still figuring your's out."

"I don't have as much time as you, seeing as I still bother going to my classes." The lights in the ceiling started to flicker as Shogeki started to charge himself. Hone looked to where he'd set his phone down, watching the screen go dark as its battery died.

"We've got a mandatory training exercise on Friday. Think they're gonna get between us again?" Shogeki loosened up his control, feeling another bolt arc between his left earring, his eyebrow piercing, and his lip ring.

"Ooh, I can't wait to hand you your ass in front of everyone." Hone closed the distance between the two, an almost feral smile on his face.

"You're gonna have to catch me to do that, and you're far too slow to keep up with m-"

"Hello Shogeki-kun, Hone-kun." The two turned to see Aka standing in the doorway, staring at them blankly. Despite the boy's blindness when not using his quirk, he was by no means stupid, and was probably able to figure out their predicament just by the fact that they were in the same room together. Aka moved past them, pretending not to notice how they backed off of each other as he passed by, heading towards the cupboard in search of the tea. He also pretended not to notice when Hone nudged the box of tea slightly to the left so that he'd be able to find it. The top two students in the class were both total assholes, and everyone knew it, but they were both still trying their hardest to be heroes. It's not that they're too proud, but they both believe that, while it's perfectly fine to have weakness, they should never let that weakness show to others. It's the least Aka can do to help with their pride and pretend he doesn't notice them being nice to him. With a quick flash of his quirk, he was able to see the entire dormitory and everyone in it, outlined inside of his head, and he noticed that Shogeki had gotten out the kettle for him, but decided to play along.

"Shogeki-kun, would you mind putting on a kettle for me?" He asked, hearing the water running in the sink.

"Yeah, sure, I was already planning on making some chamomile for Toga. Embarrassing me during her appointment, I'll show her." The last part was mumbled under his breath before he rose his voice again, sarcasm dripping from his every word. "Hey babe, I'm sorry you had to see that, here, I brought you some tea, I wanted to make sure you were comfortable you bitch!"

Hone gave a short, smug huff off to the side, and if Aka had to guess, there was probably a smirk on his face. "Planning to give up on her, pretty boy?"

"Look, I get that Netto and I look pretty similar, but try not to get us mixed up. Netto is the pretty boy, I'm the man who'll drag your skinny anemic ass through power cables like a snake through a drain!" Shogeki slammed the kettle down onto the stove, turning it on and waiting for the water to boil. "And for the record, I'm not allowed to give up on her. If I won't watch her, outside of the group I've put together, the only other un-stabable student in this class is you, and it's less that she can't stab you as it is she can't kill you."

Aka could sense that they were about to start another argument, and decided to keep them on track and talking calmly. "I'm afraid I don't follow? What's the difference between Kikai-chan, Hamada-chan, Totsu-kun and yourself, and Hone-kun?"

"Her problem isn't stabbing, it's blood. Using a knife, she isn't able to make any of us bleed in my group. Hone can be torn apart all day long and lose as much blood as he wants, it just won't kill him. We need to keep her away from blood first and foremost." Shogeki answered with a heavy sigh. "I really need a goddamn vacation. We still doing poker night on Friday?"

Hone nodded, "As long as Diariseki doesn't try to cheat again, I'm down. Chikara coming?"

"Nah, I think she's going on a training trip with her old gym this weekend. I think she said she's leaving as soon as class is over."

"We'll iron out the details later, I'm gonna go for a run." Hone made his way out of the kitchen, patting Aka on the shoulder as he passed.

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the night, Shogeki-kun?" Aka asked, grabbing a few mugs down from the cupboard. He made sure he grabbed the one with the chipped rim, knowing it was Shogeki's favorite mug. Despite her crimes, Aka thought Toga-chan was nice and well behaved lately, so she deserves a treat in the form of drinking from one of "Aki-chan's" mugs. He used his radar to see that Shogeki noticed the mug and was moving to put in back in the cupboard to swap it out.

Aka thought to himself for a moment, deciding to have himself a little bit of fun. "Oh, Shogeki-kun, did I grab the wrong mug? I'm sorry, that was my fault. Here, let me try again, I'm sure I'll grab the right one this time." He purposely grabbed the same mug, making sure that he looked very proud of himself this time. "Here, I'm sure this is your mug, right?"

"… Yes. Thanks Aka." He took the mug with a barely-there sigh, making Toga-chan's tea and walking out of the kitchen. Aka smiled to himself, hoping that Toga-chan's excitement didn't keep Shogeki-kun from getting some well deserved rest before he had to leave for his patrol later.

Oh, who was he kidding, Aka still held a grudge from the time Shogeki beat him in a stealth exercise by hiding inside of a car battery.

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2-A Student Spotlight

Chisana Ryo- Male

Birthday- 11-25

Quirk- Healing Pixie

Hero Name- The Sunshine Hero: Pesky Dust

Heroic Rank 18

Academic Rank 4

A short, insect-like pixie boy, who is only 4 feet tall. Compound, fly-like purple eyes the same size as normal human eyes, powder blue skin, pink insect wings, and short, curly dark blue hair. Very waspish, with short, stick-like limbs. His hair seems to sparkle when in the sunlight. Wears dark green bandages as though they were a dress. Very particular and stern, with a heavy fear of germs and general uncleanliness. The class president, taking his role too seriously, and forcing the teachers to step in to keep him from going overboard. Speaks in a high pitch, annoying voice.