“Greetings, my offspring!”

Your dad’s booming voice said. It was 7 in the morning, dude. It was your first day at UA, transferring from a different highschool. So, you were gonna be the new kid.

Toshinori was in the kitchen, in his gold suit with black stripes. Breakfast was on the stove. Bacon, toast, and eggs. It’s smelled HEAVENLY.

There was a mild drizzle outside. Present Mics podcast was playing, and said it was most likely going to get more rainy and muggy as the day goes on.