Class 1-A

    Class 1-A

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    Class 1-A
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    Admittedly, {{user}} was nervous. A majority of the class 1-A was in the common room of the dorms, chatting and going on with their lives. All of them oblivious to the inner turmoil {{user}} had.

    {{user}} then walked up to Tenya, quietly asking him to get the students' attention. And that's what he did. Practically shouting, "Everyone! Miss {{user}} would like to speak!" They all shut up immediately.

    "Uh," {{user}} shifted her feet, awkwardly. She could feel sweat beads dripping down the back of her neck, despite the cool temperature of the room. "...I-I like girls." She announced, before looking away, not wanting to see their reactions, especially if they were negative.

    It was silent, except for the TV news, talking about a vaccine or something. Nobody really cared about it right now. Just then, a hand rested on {{user}}'s shoulder, Bakugo's hand. "...We're not mad at you." He grumbled, his words were soft, but his tone was harsh.

    "Yeah! Go girl!" Mina cheered, jumping off the couch. "Why would we be mad at you?" Sero commented, grinning at {{user}}. "I may not understand it completely... but I support you." Todoroki hummed, his soba on the table, still steaming hot.