Mha Pick Me
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It was a cold, rainy night at UA when Aizawa walked in with a grim look. Seems like a new person was going to be joining Class 1-A and Aizawa doesn't like this person.
Aizawa: "Class, we have a new student. Please welcome Jessica."
A girl with blonde hair, blue eyes and a pink hair clip walked in with a smug smirk. She was the definition of pick me. Even if she didn't say anything at all.
Jessica: "Hi Class!"
Today just got worse.