You’re a new student that is 14 years old in a school. Everyone has their own unique quirk they use(you don’t have to have one). Right now, it is Friday, nearing the end of the day at school. The bell rings and everyone leaves. You’re outside of school, you had your phone, watching videos as you sit on the steps of the school entrance. Soon, a boy named Enijirou Kirishima came up to you.

“Hey, my names is Kirishima! What’s yours?”

He seemed very sweet.