When you have a chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won't regret.
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A little dark haired girl sat in the waiting room anxiously, wringing her hands, biting her lip hard but yet couldn't feel the pain with how slowly she was becoming numb. Her eyes shifted and looked to the side where she found her mother and father talking with a doctor.
"Oh my god… for how long…?"
"It's hard to say."
"But there is hope, right?"
"We did everything we could. It's a stabilized condition right now."
The girl lowered her head and her hand started digging its nails into the back of her other hand. Again, she couldn't quite feel the pain with how numb she was getting. She let out a shaky breath and hunched over in her chair, hitting her forehead against her hands.
The picture of a guilty and remorseful eleven year old.
She was plummeting fast into a pool coloured in regret.
And there was no way back to the surface because she didn't have the strength to navigate in dark waters.
She lifted her head and took in a deep breath, face twisting with obvious discomfort as the regret became the threads in her skin with guilt flowing through them.
"Hngh…"
The girl released her bloodied lip and sniffled, the digging of her nails becoming harsh scratches on the already bruised skin.
"What's going on with my nephew?!"
Deep uneven breaths. Shaky exhales. Eyes squeezing shut.
"Mizuha."
It all came to a stop when a warm hand touched her right hand and a familiar voice cut through the world around her.
Her eyes shot open.
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But if I can't, then take away my free will to make one.
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From behind light gray bangs, onyx eyes took in the familiar face and her right hand felt another grab hers.
Light purple eyes that reminded her of purple hydrangeas and snowy white hair. A boyish face was quirking his brow as he tipped his head. He was casting a shadow over her by blocking out the afternoon sun. He raised his other hand and waved paper money between the two, directing her eyes to the paper almost in a cat-like manner.
"Oh, good. Here I thought you were dead."
"Byakuren." She mumbled.
The boy raised the money to tickle her nose which made her narrow her eyes.
"Your change." He said before dropping a pack of gummy bears on her lap. In exchange, he picked up her school bag that was sitting next to her and dug in her bag for her wallet to put away her money while she stood up and started opening the snack after mumbling her thanks.
Byakuren slung his school bag on his shoulder and held hers under the same arm. He watched her pluck out a green little bear, stared at it for a second, and then bit off its head as if to taste the flavour of a decapitated green head. A sign of satisfaction came out as a pleased hum before she ate the rest of its body.
It made him chuckle softly.
Hearing this, Mizuha paused her chewing and looked at him curiously.
But he just smiled. "Is U.A High School your choice?"
She hummed her answer with a slight nod, digging inside the bag to take out an orange bear. "Is yours changing?"
"Nah. But of course, I have a second one just in case. You?"
"They wouldn't accept my choice otherwise. I had to put something." Mizuha replied flatly. "But I have no intention of going to my second choice."
"Mhm. I can see why you're confident." He nodded.
Mizuha plucked out another bear, a light yellow one, and offered it to him. He did a close eyed smile and sang a 'thank you' before bending low enough to snatch it with his mouth, making her yelp lightly when she felt something wet on her thumb. She narrowed her eyes at him and then looked her fingers. Why couldn't he have taken it like a normal person?
"Dude… did you have to get your DNA on me?"
"Meh."
Mizuha rolled her eyes and wiped her fingers on his cheek harshly, making him squawk in surprise.
"But it's exciting, isn't it?" Byakuren said while chewing, grinning boyishly. "A new environment, new people, new opportunities! I wonder how many friends we'll make?" He eyed her knowingly but she only narrowed her eyes at him again, disapproving of his insinuation.
"At the end of the day, you need the necessary connections that the school will give you the opportunity to make. That's why the school promotes events and stuff."
"Is that so?" Byakuren did a close eyed smile.
She ate another treat before rolling the plastic bag and holding out her hand for her bag back, signaling the end of the topic.
There was nothing left to be said because she wouldn't change.
She would stay the same because that was the safest way to be.
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"Hyoumei-san, Kyouran-san! Please go see the principal now because he wants to discuss your high school applications."
Mizuha and Byakuren looked up from their desks when their teacher called them out five minutes before lunch. The other students in the classroom looked towards them and began whispering slowly amongst themselves.
The white haired boy hummed and put down his mechanical pencil. "Does that mean we're dismissed early?"
Their homeroom teacher nodded. "Yes. You may put away your things first since lunch is starting in five minutes."
"Alright then." He responded with a smile before rapidly gathering his things.
Mizuha was already up on her feet since she promptly put away her stuff once the teacher relayed the message. As she walked towards the rear door of the classroom, she heard a student yelp in pain, causing her to look back.
Byakuren was smirking darkly at one of the boys who was hissing in pain and holding his foot. Mizuha glared at the boy who was in pain before exiting the classroom first and waiting for Byakuren to join her.
He came out looking quite cheerful which made her wrinkle her nose. "What happened? Did you piss him off?"
"Why, such accusations hurt." Byakuren gasped mockingly, placing a hand on his heart. "I will have you know that I am as pure as my white hair." He feigned innocence for a second before scoffing and waving his hand dismissively, walking down the hall with her in tow.
Mizuha sighed, giving him a look. "The truth, stupid."
"I was only retaliating." He clarified. "He's only one of the few who haven't stopped pestering me."
Today's school system had adjusted curriculums to accommodate the Quirk Education Class.
It was a class that focused on testing and exploring students' Quirks in order to see how they would be helpful to society.
But their middle school was a bit of an outlier.
The school that Mizuha and Byakuren attended inclined more towards the old-fashioned escalator system, meaning it prioritized the academics of school that didn't involve Quirks. The Quirk Education Class focused on the bare minimum of its course, it practically forced students to work on their Quirks on their own in secret.
For that reason, when the word got out that Byakuren and Mizuha were one of the very few that applied to U.A. it caused undesirable attention. Applying to U.A? That was quite a ballsy move for students in this kind of school.
Two good students that did well academically and got recognition for it was going to study at an institution that helped grow Heroes when they barely worked on their Quirks? What show offs.
Was it jealousy? Was it anger towards the school?
They didn't know.
And frankly, they couldn't care less.
Especially when things were looking well so far after they did well on their mock test.
There were two reactions.
One was the bombarding questions of curiosity of their Quirks and the other was the derogatory insults here and there to mock their attempts. Mizuha had no patience for the latter and often displayed apathy which eventually bored them. She had the splendid self control which helped her reel in her impulse to react.
Byakuren was a different story. He didn't have the patience of a saint. He didn't mind getting into a scuffle with sore losers, especially if they tried to stoop low by sticking their foot out when he walked in class. A discreet yet swift kick to the foot was well deserved in his book.
"Just don't get in trouble." Mizuha warned. She wasn't objecting to his retaliation but she was worried that if he started a fight then it might not look good on his record…
Eventually, they arrived at the principal's office. Byakuren was the one who notified the principal of their arrival since Mizuha remained still with her hands in her pockets. She followed Byakuren inside just as apathetically when the gruff voice inside permitted them entrance. He was typing something on the computer before setting aside his documents and smiling at them, ushering them closer as he pulled out documents.
"U.A High School sent them here this morning for those who applied." The gray haired man explained.
"That was faster than I expected. Thanks." Byakuren replied, smiling happily.
"Thank you." Mizuha nodded politely. She took her paper and scanned it curiously.
But her thoughts were cut off when the principal spoke again. He stood up from his desk and started coming around to stand before them while leaning back against it. "Are you certain you want to go there?"
Byakuren's light purple eyes looked at him silently.
Mizuha blinked tiredly.
"There is so much you could do to help this society grow." He said with a hand gesture, pointing towards the window that displayed the city buildings. "There are so many options in this world."
"Oh yeah?" Byakuren couldn't help but feign interest, sarcasm hidden beneath his words.
"Of course! Recently, students have been so enamored with the idea of Heroes. It's not like I don't understand the appeal. It's wonderful to contribute to public safety… despite how glamorous it is. But at the same time, it's a shame for society. Hyoumei-san, with your potential talent in arts, you could easily get into art and designs. Kyouran-san, you could do something in business."
Mizuha deadpanned.
Byakuren resisted the urge to scoff.
"U.A seems like quite a risky choice, don't you think? Shouldn't you two put down another kind of school just in case? The Quirk Education classes here were not quite as good as other schools."
"Yeah, we know." Mizuha replied, implying she was fully aware it was an F tier class. "So, no thanks."
Byakuren's hand shot up to his mouth and he hid his laugh with a cough.
The principal stilled at the way she replied without hesitation. His lips formed a thin line as he watched Mizuha's uninterested gaze turn to some random shelf in the office, tuning him out.
Byakuren ruffled the back of his white hair and put a hand on her shoulder, smiling like a fox. "Our Quirks have been well practiced thanks to Mizuha's uncle."
"H-Her uncle?"
"Did you know?" Byakuren's eyes opened slightly, making him look slightly eerie with his smile. "He's a teacher at U.A High School. He was literally the perfect Quirk Education class we could ask for. We've had our hearts set on that path for a long time. So, it doesn't matter if we didn't get enough practice because we've been ready for a long time." Then he snorted slightly. "I can't say the same for the other students here who applied considering the lack of...support."
It never crossed their mind that the principal had so little faith in its own students. Discouraging students to do what he thought seemed impossible… how disappointing.
The principal huffed and shook his head as if not accepting their decision. "Well, if you two are absolutely sure… we can leave it at that. Good luck."
Byakuren grinned at the principal and bowed his head respectfully while Mizuha did the same before walking out the office with their forms, not wanting to hear anything else from him.
However, the moment Mizuha was out the door, she twisted her face in disdain and shot the door a glare before leaving.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence."
At least I won't have to spend another year in this school. Seriously, get me out of here.
During lunch periods, Mizuha usually spent it in a classroom located on the ground floor. It was always empty and it was the perfect place to study and eat at the same time. The peaceful empty classroom was better than the noisy cafeteria that always seemed to attack her eardrums. It made her wonder if it was a zoo at times.
She liked being alone there since she could do whatever she wanted.
Of course, she didn't object to Byakuren's appearance every now and then.
But this time, she was sitting outside with him under a tree. At first, she protested as he dragged her along, but him claiming she needed a break from studying and needing an actual peaceful place to eat by enjoying the nice breeze made her sigh in defeat and give in.
The table they were sitting at was shadowed by a tree.
Byakuren was reading the forms while Mizuha was spacing out and watching students play soccer outside.
"Simple enough to fill out. We have to send these before next Friday." He said to himself while nodding. "And then we'll be taking the written and practical exam in ten months. Wonderful."
"If we attended a school that wasn't focused on regular studies, we probably could have gotten some type recommendation." Mizuha said while still staring into the void, spacing out. "I heard recommendations can help you skip the practical exam… or even both. Not sure. I just know it's less work."
Byakuren raised a brow at how she answered. He picked up his chopsticks and used the opposite end to poke her cheek, effectively snapping her out of it. He chuckled at the reaction. "There'll be many students taking the exams. But I have faith we'll make it in."
Mizuha slapped away his hand and frowned. "We have more than enough to practice our Quirks. We'll be fine."
"Mhmm."
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After school, they went to a local store that sold school supplies because Byakuren was in need of a new notebook since his mother gave his extra one to his little sister.
Mizuha simply chose to wait outside and play a game on her phone. She was leaning back on the wall of the store, tapping away at her phone. Her mind was completely in the zone as she controlled her player in a boss match.
However, her concentration shattered when something flew in her peripheral vision and hit a pole. It made her jump and move away from it on instinct.
It was a bottle.
And it burst from the impact.
Why did it look like garbage juice?
She clicked her tongue in disgust, lowering her phone in annoyance to try and find who did it.
I swear… if that bottle hit me just now…
"I thought I told you to stop smoking! Get caught and it'll go on my record too!"
She found the culprit. He was the only person within range that could have done it. It was a boy who was around or maybe the same age as her. He was taller with ash blond hair and red eyes with a face that could make a baby cry without fail. Behind him were two other boys who were from the same school judging by their uniform.
The boy with red eyes was annoyed and started fanning away the smoke around him. For a brief second, she and the boy made eye contact but only Mizuha was fast enough to respond to the garbage juice suddenly swirling up behind him with its jaws open, revealing teeth and obvious eyes.
"HEY!" She shouted.
"A body… with a good Quirk."
It completely took the boy off guard when it chomped down on him, immediately throwing him into a fight or flight reaction as his voice was muffled.
"What the hell— mphff—!"
Mizuha clenched her phone and took a step back, shocked at the sight.
"Holy shit! It's a Villain!"
"Run!"
The two boys ran for their lives as their classmate got swallowed up by the mud looking Villain.
The ash blond haired boy thrashed around. "Get off me!"
"Stop resisting!"
Mizuha flinched when bright explosions set off in front of her, causing her to throw her arms up to defend herself as she felt herself get pressed against the wall because of the shockwaves. She was sure the sound was just as good as alarm bells signaling danger because not long after she heard people screaming. She lowered her arms and saw many people evacuating from nearby stores while the mud Villain and the boy were wreaking immediate havoc.
In an instant, fires were growing fast and the explosions kept going off while the boy resisted with everything he had. The explosions were for sure his but she wasn't sure if the explosions were his doing or the mud Villain's.
But she did know that extracting the boy was imperative to stop the chaos.
People were still fleeing the scene but at the risk of getting caught in the danger zone. Several people ran into her while she remained within the range of fire without budging.
Her eyes took note of a man lying under the rubble caused by the explosions.
The Villain needed to stop moving.
"..."
Her fingers twitched.
She took a step forward and raised a cold hand while the mud Villain wasn't looking. The boy yelled angrily and managed to pull his face out of the mud, gasping for air.
For a split second, her eyes met his once more.
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Shadows of the past rested on her shoulders and they whispered in her ear:
"What if you put him in the hospital next?"
Mizuha's eyes widened and she immediately dropped her hand. Her head shook and she took a step back, going back to where she was. Back where it was safe. Her eyes squeezed shut and she lowered her head, purging her mind from such reckless thoughts and impulses.
It wasn't her choice to make.
Never.
Again.
While she was busy strangling irrationality, she didn't notice the Villain aiming for her. It assumed she was going to attack from how the ground and wall around her started having frost all over it and how her hand was swirling with cool air and ice.
But a blur of white immediately skidded to a stop in front of her and let out a growl as it swung its arm at it, unleashing a powerful gust of wind that destroyed its muddy arm, splattering it against one of the walls opposite from them.
"Back off mud freak!" Byakuren roared, startling her. He reeled his arm back to create more wind to push it back so that it would give them a clear opening to run. However, when he saw the boy stuck inside the mud Villain, he lowered his arm and narrowed his eyes.
He wasn't going to risk hurting the boy. This job had to be dealt with by professionals.
"Byakuren!" Mizuha yelled upon noticing the fire spreading to their left. She pulled on his arm and started running along with the crowd with him following behind her. He glanced over his shoulder and clicked his tongue when he saw it blow up something which sent debris flying their way.
Mizuha let out a surprised sound when Byakuren pushed her head down as they ran. The debris slammed into the shop next to them
"This way!"
They looked ahead and found Heroes arriving on the scene. Death Arms, Kamui Woods, Mt. Lady and Backdraft were already assisting in the evacuation, rescue and the damage reduction. The police were also there assisting by stopping civilians from getting too close. Death Arms was the one calling them to reach the safe zone.
They were able to make it past the makeshift barrier of policemen blocking the way to remain on the safe side of danger. Mizuha looked over her shoulder once more to look at the boy and the mud Villain.
"Explosive fires are my weakness! Someone else has to take this one!"
"I got my hands full with the fire! Where are the firefighters?! How's it looking over there?!"
Mizuha looked away from the scene.
"He's too slippery to get hold of. But his hostage with the explosive Quirk is resisting! It's like a minefield out here, but we can't do anything against him!"
Byakuren turned away from the scene where the Heroes were currently trying to reach the boy who was taken by the Villain. But there wasn't much they could do. They needed another person with a different Quirk to handle the hostage situation. For now, they would concentrate on keeping damage to a minimum.
The white haired boy lowered his head when he felt something cold on his side. His purple eyes immediately spotted her right hand shaking with ice as if it was restraining it. He looked back at Mizuha who was staring solemnly at the ground.
He eyed her thoughtfully.
Earlier, he was able to catch what she was trying to do.
She stopped herself from taking initiative.
Like always, the past shackled her in place and she ran away from a choice.
Byakuren firmly held her right hand and held it up between them. "Mizuha."
The girl's onyx eyes lifted and she saw how he was smiling reassuringly, wordlessly soothing her core, bringing her back to the place where it was safe and away from something she couldn't stand seeing.
Pulling away from disharmony to retain the comfortable and familiar order.
Her eyes landed on their hands and noted quickly how he was getting frost on his skin. She jumped in place and quickly slipped out of his hand, stopping her Quirk, to use her sleeve to wipe off the frost on his hand.
"Why'd you touch me like that?" Mizuha sighed exasperatedly, worried about his skin since she didn't pay attention to her Quirk output. "Now, you're making me feel bad!"
Sighing through his nose, Byakuren smiled softly as she went back to her usual self. "What can I say? I like the idea of you giving me something in compensation for damage done."
Scoffing, Mizuha threw down his hand and focused back on the scene. She and Byakuren were one of the only people not cheering on the Heroes blindly because apparently All Might was in the area. They would get front row seats to witness the Number One Hero in action. They were sticking around mostly to see All Might.
But the two stayed out of concern for the boy they left behind.
They would wait until All Might arrived and saved him before turning around and heading home. At least then they wouldn't have to worry about it.
However, a boy suddenly pushed past Byakuren and Mizuha in a frantic run, startling the two, and sped off towards the Villain. Byakuren was left blinking in confusion when he realized what just happened. Mizuha noted how he wore the same uniform as those boys.
He removed his bag and pitched it at the mud Villain to distract it before trying to claw a way out for the other boy when he got closer. He wasn't using a Quirk. He probably didn't have one suited for the situation.
Clearly, he didn't have a plan but he was still trying nonetheless.
And Mizuha couldn't help but watch with widened eyes after realizing he simply rushed onto the scene just because his classmate was in danger.
A brave choice fueled by instinct.
An act that had her averting her eyes uncomfortably.
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Not too long after, All Might indeed came to the rescue and everyone cheered for him. Amidst the cheering, Byakuren and Mizuha took their chance to slip away from the ground and leave it all behind them. They were the first to turn their backs and walk away.
The light gray haired girl sighed through her nose and looked back at her phone to resume playing… only to let out a loud groan.
"Damn it!"
Byakuren blinked. "Hmm?"
Mizuha growled and scratched her head furiously at the words 'DEFEAT' glowing red on her phone.
She completely neglected the boss match she was having on her phone and lost during the whole Villain incident. Damn, she should have at least closed her phone! She was doing so well too compared to her previous losses. She actually made progress only for it to go to shit!
Byakuren peeked at her screen and then looked at her as she grinded her teeth in utter annoyance.
He couldn't help but grin. "Having fun?" He teased.
Mizuha shot him a glare before going back to her phone and deciding to look up guides on the internet to facilitate her next attempt. She promised herself she wouldn't but this was the last straw. She wanted to proceed with the story instead of getting her ass kicked every time.
"By the way, how do you want to meet up for the entrance exams?"
Mizuha just sighed and shrugged. "I'm fine with whatever. I just know I'm going there early because I can't stand the idea of being late for something. It makes me anxious." She said lazily, keeping her eyes locked on her screen.
"I say we go together. That way we can stick together and maybe help each other in the practical exam~"
Mizuha couldn't help but let out a laugh and give the boy a side look. "Don't kid yourself, I'm not helping you." She said with a smirk, causing him to pout. "Besides, we can't help each other. My uncle told me that they separate students from the same school to prevent something like that from happening."
"Geez, way to disappoint me before the exams." Byakuren muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Better now than later. We still have time before it takes place so at least now you can let the disappointment simmer."
Byakuren huffed. "They're real serious about these exams, huh?"
"I guess. I mean, you can't just let in a fraud who got help from someone else." Mizuha said nonchalantly. "Seems unfair for those with the skills who could have made it."
"Eh… yeah, I see your point."
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Brrr!
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Brr!
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Brr–
A hand shot out from under comforter to press the volume buttons of the vibrating phone that also rang loudly in the darkness on a headboard. At the same time, she skillfully unplugged the phone from its charger and brought it underneath quickly.
Mizuha shivered and curled into a ball while snuggling deeper into her pillow, annoyed and sleepy. She opened her phone, only to hiss when the light attacked her retinas and quickly dropped the brightness to save herself from more torture.
FEBRUARY 26, 5:45 AM.
A sigh escaped her.
She wasn't annoyed about waking about early.
She was annoyed about having her flesh exposed to the cool air in the room during the winter season. Even with a sweater on, she still felt cold.
Mizuha unlocked her phone and started going through video platforms. While scrolling, she saw news headlines regarding the entrance exam of U.A High School.
Which was today.
Reality sank in when the time hit 6 AM.
Obviously, she was starting to get a little nervous, especially since she'd never been to U.A… her mind started making up possible scenarios which included getting lost on the way there and missing the exam.
… An irrational worry considering that she actually took the time to actually go to the school during a weekend to see how to get there.
But maybe she should have made a plan to meet up with Byakuren after all.
While tying her shoes, her mother set her blue backpack that she had left near her door along with her black wireless headphones near her.
"Oh. Thanks." Mizuha said with a small sheepish grin.
Her mother was in her pajamas since she still had time before heading off to work. Her father was already at work since he left very early in the morning.
"You made sure you have everything? IDs? Forms? " Her mother asked with an eyebrow raised. It wouldn't be the first time she forgot something. There were times when mother would receive a text message from her daughter right after she got on the bus to tell her that she forgot her lunch in her room while she was packing her things for school.
Mizuha nodded with a thumbs up before standing up and patting away any dust that might have stuck on her. She picked up her headphones and placed them on her head. "Bye mom." She said before throwing her bag on her back and walking out the door. She heard her mother reply with her own 'bye' before she closed the door.
Immediately, she activated the map on her phone to keep track of her travel with her current location. She already had music playing in her ears to muffle noise around her. It would also help her keep track of the directions her phone would tell her.
On the way to the bus stop, she couldn't help but wonder if the students walking the same way as her were also people who were heading to the entrance exams at U.A. There would many students heading to the same destination today after all.
Thankfully, when she made it on the bus, she found herself a seat to calm her nerves in. It was right next to a window too, perfect.
Mizuha sat in silence and watched people walk and even run towards the bus until it finally moved. As her phone announced that she needed to get on the bus she was on, she felt an elbow brush against her headphones. She glanced at the person without turning her head. One thing she didn't like about public busses were that some people had no consideration about the personal space of those they were standing close to. It was supposed to be common sense to be quiet and well behaved in public transportation.
And yet the girl was happily chatting with her friend and panting while holding onto the pole of Mizuha's seat, unaware of her elbow that she was pointing at Mizuha's cheek.
Annoyed, Mizuha moved an inch closer to the window while letting out an irritated breath.
At least now I'm not just nervous.
Thanks for irritating me.
As she predicted, the students who got on the same bus as her were all intending on taking the entrance exam like her. She was part of the wave of students coming from the left side of the school. She could already see the building reflecting the morning light from above.
She swallowed as she tore her eyes away and focused on making it to the entrance. And when she did, she looked back up at the building. Apart from to lower part of the school, the rest was just blue thanks to the windows. Giant glass windows that reflected the color of the sky and clouds. It was pretty much a sight to behold.
I wonder how the view would look like from inside…
At that moment, Mizuha was already imagining herself as a student just to see how it would feel to stand on the other side of the window.
Would it just be just as great from the other side of the windows?
Would it be any different from her middle school?
What would change?
All of a sudden, Mizuha let out a gasp when she ran into someone. She was so startled by it that she almost fell backwards. Thankfully, the only thing that fell was her headphones that dropped on her shoulders just as the map on her phone said 'you have arrived'.
She wasn't dumb enough to keep her eyes glued on the school's structure and not pay attention to where she was going at the same time. That's what peripheral vision was for!
It's just that the person in front of her decided to just stop walking to admire the school!
"Whoa! I'm sorry! I didn't realize someone was behind me!"
Mizuha inwardly frowned and looked at the person who stopped. It was a guy who was taller than her, almost the same height as Byakuren. He had somewhat long black hair and red eyes. She spotted a little scar above his right eye.
His red eyes reminded her of that boy.
What's with the red eyes lately?
She was probably staring at him a little longer than she thought since he started waving his hand in front of her.
Mizuha jolted and took a step back. "Sorry. And, uh, it's fine."
He sighed in relief. "It wouldn't be manly of me to scare a girl before an important entrance exam."
What, did he think she was scared of him? How the heck did she look like to him just now?
He smiled at her, "Well, good luck to the both of us." He said with a thumbs up.
Mizuha honestly didn't know how to reply to that. She was aware that if she were to walk away without any type of reply... it would have been rude. Should she nod and just get on with her life or just stand there until he turns around and leaves?
... She decided to copy him.
She awkwardly put out her own thumbs up, "Y-Yeah...good luck." She repeated with a small weird grin. Apparently, he seemed satisfied with her reply since he gave her a toothy grin.
Unsure how to move on, she scratch the back of her neck and weakly lifted her hand to wave him off as she averted her eyes before moving around him and making a quick beeline to the school doors all while cursing herself for looking weird just now.
Only when she made it inside the building did she put a hand on her face in embarrassment.
Gah, that was so weird…
Hello! Welcome to Celsius!
I hope you'll give this story a chance and enjoy it!
For those who are new, I suggest not going to my page and reading Aloof Hero and Celsius Hero. This story is a rewrite and you will be kind of spoiled about what happens next. But if you still want to read it then be my guest ._.
Hyōmei, Mizuha (氷明 水覇) - Hyoumei (Ice, Bright), Mizuha (Water, Champion)
Kyōran, Byakuren (怳嵐 白蓮) - Kyouran (Wild, Tempest/Storm), Byakuren (White Lotus)
Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you have a nice day/night!