he groans as he wakes up for school.. another monday morning at U.A. high school.

he grabs his alarm clock and throws it across the room. he huffs and covers himself back up with his blankets. it’s a rainy morning, and he hates rain. always has.

“fuck this…”

he mutters to himself as he buries his face into his pillow.

his spiky blonde hair is messier than usual, and his red eyes look… somewhat duller…?