It was early December, one Sunday morning, and so far we hadn't had any snow. But then we had all arrived downstairs in the common area of Heights Alliance, saying our "good mornings" when somebody shouted "IT'S SNOWING!"
About half the class threw on their winter gear to run outside and greet the new weather. Already the snow had fallen several feet deep outside, and Kirishima was shouting "Geronimo" as he jumped into a snowdrift; Ashido jumping up and down for joy, Jirou testing out her footing, and Midoriya attempting to pack some of it.
Soon enough though everyone came back inside as it all started coming down pretty heavy.
"Shut the door!" I shouted as they came back and Jirou held it open even after they'd had all returned. I was by the couch with Tsu and Hagakure poor Tsu was going into hibernation from the door being opened so long. "Tsuyu's freezing over here!"
"Oops, sorry Tsuyu," said Jirou, closing the door behind her.
"MIND OVER MATTER! AND YOU CAN ALWAYS DRY YOURSELF OFF WITH A TOWEL!" Shouted Kirishima, pulling off his soaking shirt as he headed upstairs.
"Watch your step!" Iida called after him.
"Towels get wet and cold too," added Yaoyorozu.
"Let's check out what they're saying about this snowfall. I love watching the winter forecast!" Said Kaminari.
"Anyone know when those two are getting back? I wanna borrow the next volume of this manga from Todoroki," said Sero.
"Around six, I heard," said Deku.
"That's when their licensing course finally ends!" Iida added. "If they pass their test today, everyone in class A will have provisional licenses at last!" I glanced out the window, as the rest of the class was assembling around the television. "They must be in the middle of their test now. Hope they're doing all right."
"No doubt! Bakugou's been in top form lately! But he's still a jerk!" Shouted Kirishima.
"I could make cake - anyone interested?" Asked Sato.
"Wooo!"
"Getting my license was the only time I ever beat those two at anything, so it's kinda sad," sighed Kaminari.
"Don't be so petty, Kaminari!" Snapped Jirou.
"You have several standout qualities of your own," Shoji reassured him.
"Don't be a petty-nari!" Added Sero.
"Gimme a break! And thanks, Shoji."
The weatherwoman was wrapping up the report as we settled in around the television.
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It shifted to some kind of commercial.
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These three onscreen was announced by a tall, lean man with a nose like a bird.
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That lady pulled up some kinda weird gear that wrapped around her wrist and blasted me in my face!
"Keep in mind, what you consider normal isn't at odds with the liberation army's goals. In fact, you're living proof that our cause is righteous. You'll make the ideal sacrifice. Let's turn your death into a legendary tragedy, shall we? As a martyr, your tale will be a modern-day parable for the ages!"
I had fallen over and she was cradling me in her lap like a baby.
"IF I'm getting the details wrong, please tell me. I would love to hear it directly from you. Otherwise, this interview can't be complted!"
"No!" I shouted, pushing away, pushing back against the pain, even as I felt my legs giving out from under me.
"There's no escape, I'm afraid! You people came to us, remember?"
Stupid woman. I'm not miserable at all.
I pulled out my sample of her blood...
When I'm happy, I smile. And just how everyone else kiss the people they love -
I barely dodged another bomb.
When I love someone, I suck their blood...
Come to me, Ochako. Protect me...lend me your -