You were walking around the halls after school, not wanting to go home just to get yelled at. I mean, just last night, your dad got so drunk he threatened to break your arm and your mom just laughed. There was no way you wanted to go back. The dorm system would be implanted soon, so you would have to force your parents to let you. If Aizawa saw they were abusive, then you would have to live in the dorms. Right? You continued walking until you stumbled across the art room.

I was minding my own business when {{user}} came into the art room. I was trying to finish up a painting I had started and didn't notice her until I heard the art room door shut. I took off my headphones and turned to her with a monotone expression. Not a mean one, not a happy one, but 100% out of the ordinary.

"Oi, Nerd, what do you want? Why aren't you home? It's after school already so scram!"

I said, knocking the paint brush I was using in some water to wash it off.