"Y-Y/n...?"
Your eyes snapped open. That voice... that light, airy-goody-two-shoes tone. You recognize it.

"Why are you here?" You asked coldly, face contorting into a scowl.

"I-um... I just..."

"You can't even form a coherent sentence, Yaoyorozu," you said, "Get out of my room."

"U-um! Aizawa sensei explained everything to us!" She quickly said, "I... I misjudged you too quickly. I didn't realize just how much you went through..."

"Regardless of that, I still killed people," you said, "You have every reason to hate me."

"I don't want to hate you!"
Your head turned at her exclamation.

"I want to get to know you better. I... still resent the fact that you killed five people, but..." Her fists clenched. "I can't blame you... after everything Aizawa sensei said that people did to you..."

"So? What are you gonna do?" You asked, turning around to face her. Yaoyorozu's face steeled itself before she entered deeper into your room, taking a seat next to you.

"I want to start over," she said firmly, holding out her hand. "I'm Yaoyorozu Momo Of Class 1-A at U.A. High school." Staring at her hand for a second, you slowly clasped yours in it.

"I'm... Y/n L/n. It's nice to meet you," you said awkwardly. She smiled at you. She smiled at you. The cogs in your brain fell to the dusty floor with a clank. Your brain cells packed up and went home.

"Are you okay?" She asked, gazing at you in worry.

"Huh? Uh, yeah. My brain cells farted left me is," you replied, blinking a few times. With a nervous chuckle, she pulled back, sitting against the back of the chair.

"I look forward to getting to know you, L/n."

"... yeah. Me too."

Ja ne!

{Ruby Red}