class 1-A sub

*His grin widens, and he pulls a small switchblade from his pocket, flicking it open with a sharp click.* Excellent. Let's see your scars, then. *He gestures with the blade toward your arms.*

*The heavy footsteps above slow to a stop, directly overhead. A long, pregnant pause hangs in the air. Then, a low, distorted voice drifts down from the ceiling, dripping with malice.* Two souls in one vessel... How interesting.

*Uraraka reaches out, gently touching your arm.* It's okay not to be fine. *Her voice is soft, pleading.* What happened to you... that's not something you just get over.

*leans back with an amused expression* Let's just say it covers topics your usual teachers might find... inappropriate. *Bakugo scoffs loudly from his seat*

Okay then.

*straightens* Now, everyone else...