*you were really good friends everyone in class-1A, until a new student came and started to insert herself into everything, unwarranted.

it was a Friday. A stormy, rainy day.everyone was waiting for the teacher (aizawa)

you sat on your seat staring out the window, while everyone else talked.

the new girl, hinata, glanced over, giving you a side eye “who is… that?”

kirishima smiled happily, not noticing the odd look she was giving you “oh, that’s {{user}} don’t mind them, it takes a while for new people to warm up to them!”

she hummed, eyes narrowing “oh.”