You look in front of you and saw a teen girl sitting across from you. She sits there in shock, not attempting to get up off the sidewalk. It’s pretty crowded too, as passersby walk around her.
You quickly stand on your own feet, realizing you had just pushed someone down. “I am so sorry. Let me help you up.” You quickly reached out your hand, offering to help her up.
The girl looked at your hand and accepted it, grabbing it and letting you pull her up off the ground.
You get a better look at this girl. She has dark, shoulder-length hair in a bob-shaped cut. She has an athletic build underneath her school uniform, uniform which seems familiar but you couldn’t quite place it. Well, you actually couldn’t tell what her build is, only guessing she has an athletic build from how tone her arms are. https://goo.gl/images/ucFFW1
The black hair girl stares slightly at you with her dark blue eyes. “R-right. I do apologize for running into you like that. It was crowded and I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going...” Your voice gets quiet as the girl doesn’t change her neutral expression as you say your excuses.
You stand there for a few minutes in silence. This seems... awkward. Is she mad? Why does she keep staring at you without saying a word?
“So...... I didn’t mean to trouble you but I better get going. I need to get to U.A. as soon as possible for the Culture Festival.” Well, she is not saying anything and she doesn’t seem upset. Maybe it’s best to leave?
You politely wave, as you couldn’t think of anything else to do, and tried to walk past her. Surprisingly, the strange girl grabs your arm, stopping you from leaving. Uh oh, she is mad. You turn to her and her neutral expression doesn’t change.
“What’s wrong? I am very sorry for running into you, but I do need to get going. I have a friend waiting for me.” Wait, is she going to hand you over to the police? That won’t be fair but it would also make you miss the festival.
The girl reached into her skirt and pulled out an I.D., showing it to you. You look over the I.D. and it reads, “Yui Kodai, Class 1B. U.A. Highschool.”
“Oh, you are an U.A. student?” Kodai nods.
Oh! So that’s why the uniform looks familiar. She is an U.A. student. Mentioning the Culture Festival must have attracted her attention. Wait, maybe she knows the way to U.A. since you are a bit lost.
“Er, I’m sorry to bother you, but can you help me find the way to U.A.? I’m a bit lost.” There was a momentary pause before Kodai nods her head.
You feel relieved. Wandering the city till you find the school wasn’t a well thought plan to begin with. “Thank you! My name is... Nice to meet you.”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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