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The call of his name snaps Shoto out of whatever daze he seemed to have been in. He didn’t recognize the man in front of him, but given his outfit and questions, Shoto could only assume he was a hero. Glancing behind the man, Shoto realized he didn’t really recognize his surroundings either, he must have zoned out of his way back from the store. But he had to answer so he didn’t concern the hero any more than he may have already.

“Yes, that’s correct. I was just getting some supplies, I hadn’t realized it’s gotten so late.” Shoto told the hero, raising the bag that had been hanging low in his limp grip. This wasn’t good, he hadn’t lost focus like that in a while. What if some villain had attacked? He wasn’t even sure what he had been thinking about.

“I’ll return now, thanks for the reminder.” Looking around again, Shoto frowned, just a small twitch of his mouth. He didn’t really want to ask this, but he couldn’t just wander around looking for the train stop given how late it already was. “Actually, do you know where the nearest train stop is?” 

@quirkdriven​ | Daiki Starters

Staring at the youngest Todoroki, Daiki finds himself wondering how he got into this situation.

Had the young man gotten lost? While Tokyo wasn’t too far away from UA, he didn’t understand why one of the students would be out at this time of the day. It was nearly sundown and he was sure the school at a curfew, so if he didn’t get back to the school soon, he’d most likely get in trouble.

Frowning to himself, the hero sighs deep, adjusting the groceries in his arm and approaching him.

“Todoroki Shoto, right,” He chirps, smiling down to the student, “What are you doing out at this time of the day? Do your teachers know you’re out this late?”

Himiko was a bit surprised when Shunmin came over next to her, she may have been the only other one in the bar at the moment, but she’d been with the group now and he had yet to do much more than acknowledge her presence. Still, it’s not enough of a surprise to keep her from turning to smile at him. 

“Yamamoto-kun.” She greeted, with a single raised brow. He looked nervous to be talking to her, and she had to admit it was pretty adorable. Himiko debated trying to fluster him on purpose, but decided that it might be too easy to achieve for it to be properly fun. Besides, she didn’t want to scare him off just yet. From what she got our of Kurogiri and Shigaraki it sounded like Shunmin could take the energy from others, and that if he didn’t get enough then he could eventually get hurt. But it also sounded like he’d be the perfect partner to take out when she needed new blood, and he could get his energy while they were at it. She didn’t mind the mess, but it would be easier to take blood at her leisure if the victim was already tired from his quirk.

“Can we be friends now? I thought you were ignoring me and the others. Not that I blame you with Dabi, but I’m not that bad, am I?” Okay, maybe she’d tease and fluster him a bit. She wondered if she could get him to blush!

 【   @quirkdriven​​ || Villain!Shunmin to Toga ​ 】 

Shunmin had trouble approaching the other league members that weren’t there from the beginning. He’d grown used to it only being him, Kurogiri, Master, and Shigaraki, with maybe Giran appearing now and again to help them with their support items, but this group now made him nervous. 

The only ones he could find himself pulled towards were Compress and Toga. The girl seemed about his age, kinda nuts, but funny enough. Her thing for blood was kinda amusing, but also terrifying at the same time. She was the only one in the bar at that moment and deciding he wasn’t going to avoid her anymore, their small interactions weren’t enough to develop good company relationship.

Approaching the blonde, he leans down to look at her and smiles, a sheepish little thing.

“ Hey, Toga-chan, ” He hums, his tone showing his awkwardness.

Eijiro had always been a hands on guy, he liked being in physical contact with his friends and often even acquaintances. He was trying to get better about touching people, but it was still something he often forgot if he was in a good mood or excited. And he had been in a particularly mood as he headed for lunch, he’d been training with Uraraka and finally gotten down the body slam she’d shown him. 

“Shunmin!” He called happily as he saw the older student, reaching up to clap him on the back, but ending up on the back of his neck instead. Still, he thought nothing of it until the other man reacted.

He reached out and grabbed Shunmin in surprise as the older male went limp, in an attempt to keep him from falling to the ground. But then Shunmin seemed to recover on his own, and Eijiro let go as soon as he was sure the other wouldn’t fall and stared back with wide eyes.  “ Shunmin, I’m sorry! “  

He wasn’t quite sure what he’d done, but it was obviously his fault.  “ Are you okay? “  He looked quickly to his hands, making sure that his quirk hadn’t accidentally activated and cut the older student, before turning his worried gaze back on Shunmin.

【   @quirkdriven​ | unprompted starter】

Shunmin wasn’t one to often get startled by things. With how often he was awake, he’d grown immune to things that would scare the average person; loud bangs, sudden touches, the like. He had thought this was a known fact amongst his classmates, especially the first years, but apparently it wasn’t.

He heard Kirishima approaching before he saw him and his lips were parting to speak and-

The feeling of a hand on the back of his neck made the older teen immediately fall limp, eyes rolling to the back of his head. It was a practiced action, something he did growing up to prevent others from touching his neck and also used as a defense mechanism. After all, who would want to keep touching his neck if they thought he was dead?

And then he remembered who it was that had been approaching him and his eyes snapped forward, a panicked look crossing his face. “ Kirishima-kun- ”

a hug for good luck (Mashirao to Todoroki)

* hug prompts

the hug takes shoto off guard, and he tenses in his classmates arms before forcing himself to relax. it’s just ojiro, who is honestly one of his classmates that he gets along with best, and he’s wanted to get better at this anyway, allowing touch from those he trusts. but the hug is already over moments after he relaxes, barely giving him time to return the hug, so shoto just tries to give a reassuring smile as the blonde pulls back, wishing him good luck. 

“ thank you, ojiro, i’ll be fine. we’ll meet back here as soon as we’re done. ”  they’ve been through plenty of fights such as this before, much more frequently than they should be exposed to at this point in their hero training, but it was nothing unexpected by now.  “ be careful. “  it’s said as more of an afterthought, but only because he’s not that used to having teammates or friends to wish luck or care to. 

Denki jumps as Ojiro’s tail slams into the wall behind him before turning to face them all. A quick and startled glance at the others show him that he wasn’t the only one to do so. Guilt sets in quickly however as his classmates begin to yell at them. 

If anyone should know how this feels, it’s Denki, not because his quirk is plain, but because he is so often laughed at for the way he acts after frying himself. But Ojiro had never joined in on making fun of him, so what was his excuse? Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn’t about him this time and laughing along with the rest of them was a terrible excuse and Denki knew it. 

He shared a guilty look with the others once Ojiro moves away and bites his lip before hurrying after the other blonde. Whlie Denki isn’t always the best with apologies and isn’t sure he’ll be forgiven- if he even deserves to be- he knows that he owes one. 

“ Ojiro... I’m really sorry! I don’t think you or your quirk are boring I swear... We were just.. poking fun I guess. But that’s not an excuse, we should have said that stuff... I’m sorry..” He feels terrible to have made Ojiro feel bad, though at this point he wouldn’t blame his classmate for not forgiving any of them. He really needed to learn to shut up. “ You do belong here.. “ he adds softly.

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It had just been one offhanded statement during training. A joke? Maybe. An overused joke that hurt? Absolutely.

‘Plain as always!’

Tail twitching, it slams into the wall of rock, breaking it into pieces on impact, and he twirls on his classmates. He’s aware the pain is obvious on his face, the hurt from the words clear as day. He’d taken so much of their “teasing”, dealt with their words so often, but he couldn’t do it anymore.

“ I GET IT, OKAY?! ” His voice comes out as a yell, something he never does. “ I’m PLAIN, I’m BORING, someone with a boring quirk like mine doesn’t deserve to be here, I fucking GET IT! ”

It felt like he was going to break, body trembling, and not even he was aware of the damn that finally broke. Nearly a year of being classmates and they still viewed him as this plain, boring guy who was so predictable. He couldn’t take it anymore.

Tail thumping against the ground, he bares his teeth at them briefly and turns his back on the class, storming to the other side of the training area.