12/27/2023 0 Comments Neko atsume game piggyback mobile game![]() ![]() He had whiplash from the blood tendrils extended from his hips, and using his hips as a way of moving wasn't very precise, so he was always whipped around. His hands were badly scraped up from colliding with the wall, and his hips were cut up from him furiously trying to break the skin. “Oh my god! We have to get you to Recovery Girl!” Ochako grabbed his hands, but pulled away when he winced and hissed in pain. Sure, he had some protection from the wall, but at the speed and force his body was going at shattered the arm braces, and he still hurt himself pretty bad. “I did hurt myself though.” He showed his arms, beaten and bloody from the impact. “Why were you doing that (Name)?! You could’ve really hurt yourself!” Izuku lectured. “I jumped out of the English class window.” Izuku and Ochako looked at him with panicked expressions, “I was running away from Aizawa.” “What do you mean, Iida?” Midoriya asked him, Uraraka having a confused face. “(Name) why did I watch you collide with the school building!” Iida asked, how the hell did he see? Iida actually could watch the whole thing because of how he faced the English classroom. “Hey (Name)!” Uraraka greeted him, as he sat beside Iida and laid his head on the table. (Name) huffed and puffed, his adrenaline through the roof, as a teacher asked why he was in a bush, which he made up a quick excuse and joined his friends sitting at one of the tables outside. But it fooled Aizawa, as he walked away from the classroom. He looked up, seeing Aizawa look out of the window for (Name), who was hiding in a bush, yes, he’s smart. He unraveled his ankle from the scarf, and used blood from his hips to travel safely to the ground, landing in the courtyard of the school, where people were still eating. The new weight on his ankle made him swing forward and almost collide face-first into the school building, but he was able to make arm braces out of hardened blood to take the impact for him, the braces shattered the instant it made contact with the wall, his hands and arms being badly cut up from the wall. Thank god for the speakers on his neck for Quirk control, but (Name) was still dazed by the loud voice, and Aizawa caught him by the ankle via scarf. “I was helping out my student (Last Name) here!-” Suddenly, his assignment was snatched out of Present Mic’s hand by (Name), as Aizawa looked angrily at (Name), as he ran to jump out the window, “HOLY SHIT WHAT IS HAPPENING?!” SHIT “You always complain how I’m too slow, and now you’re the late one.” “Hizashi.” A tired tone said as the door was opened. Surely the two men won’t die if they see him jump out the window, right? (Name) looked around the classroom, looking for a potential escape, the open window being his ticket. I was scared that I was messing up.” Hearing footsteps down the hall made (Name) freeze, as he listened to them approach. At first I thought you were just making a mistake, but it’s just how you write.” He explained, his voice not wavering. Hell, people who’ve lived in the States since birth have handwriting as strange as yours, but strange isn’t always a bad thing. ![]() I’ve lived in America for 4 years, and I’ve seen many different ways of writing in the English language. “Not in that way!” Excitement still in his voice, “I meant as in a habit type of quirk. “Writing quirk? I have a Writing Quirk?” He stared at his hands, taking the note literal. “It’s alright though, now that I see you’ve been doing it on all your papers, I’ve noticed that it might just be a writing quirk of yours!” “I do?” He stood next to Present Mic, as he pointed them out, an ashamed blush blossoming. He read through his work, “oh, you’re the one who keeps capitalizing their “n’s” in the middle of the word.” “Sure, come on in!” He had the paper handed to him, as he shut the door. Yamada, I was wondering if you could help me with improving my last assignment, since you said I had ‘capitalization errors’, I thought I got them all right…” He murmured. He regained his composure, and pulled out his last English assignment. He timidly knocked on the door, Present Mic swinging the door open with a loud ‘Hey!’, which startled the poor boy, as he cowered some. He wanted to go early, because he was getting marks on his papers about capitalization errors. The bell for next class was about to ring soon, so he started making his way to his class. (Name) mulled over All Might’s words as he walked through the halls of the school.
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