Today you had been accepted into UA after a long, long, long time of training.

You could hear the footsteps of other students; bragging of their quirk.

You had a certain disorder, making it to of where you cannot hear well of other people when other noises are going on. Meaning you have extremely well but extremely bad hearing at the same time.

You reached the front office and gathered your dorm keys, heading foot for your dorm in hurry of getting unpacked before tomorrow.

But then you stepped in you heard a subtle male voice, quiet and monotone.

“What are you doing here.”