Run, don't freeze

Ready as a Rabbit

After that conversation, I let him talk about himself his quirk and everything and anything he wanted. I was happy to listen and his mother told me after eating dinner with them, and me saying how amazing the spicy curry is, she's shocked by how 'calm' he seemed to have gotten near me in a short amount of time.

Once she drove me back, I quickly went inside and got to work finishing my room by adding purple flowers to the vines before falling asleep, happy as I can be.

For the next following days I trained. I didn't care how many brushes or cuts I got and how hurt I got. I met the recovery girl; who healed me up and was happy to hear I don't run out of stamina, but I do have the problem of my lungs and heart not being able to catch up sometimes to the rate of how fast I run or move, being why I'm working on getting fit.

After the few days, I nervously headed inside the front doors of the school for the first day. I looked around at all the kids scared and nervous and heading to class.

After a few minutes of looking I found the room and went in and looked at the desks. I was the first one in, so I picked the farthest corner away from the window and sat down. I felt my face my fingers running over a old scar of mine I got when I was little..

*flash back*

I was five walking with my dad who was a business man rising to the top. I giggled while paying attention to the white hare that I made appear who walks on two legs next to me, us having a conversation while he talks on the phone, till it happened.

A person septet out of the shadows with a flaming knife it going throw the white hare, it vanishing and he cuts my face. I screamed and my father scooped me up and held me close. A big man that I couldn't remover clearly appeared and took the guy out.

I was taken to the hospital that day. On the anniversary of the attack five years later, we moved to japan.

*end of flashback*

I sigh at the memories, of the times of when my parents use to care about me. I had a rich grandfather, who died. All his assists, money, businesses going to his only daughter, my mother who became a chief officer. My father quite his job and ran it all from that point.

When they died, even if I was found alive, I wouldn't have gotten any of it, since it went to my fathers business partner that he made when I was really young too. All the money was used to take care of the funerals, damages, and other things.

I'm okay with that. I don't need their stuff to keep me alive.

I glance up people coming into the classroom, Katsuki picking a seat and putting his feet up. A few minutes latter a guy in glasses started getting angry at him and I ignored this.

Thou when I heard Katsuki say deku, I looked up and got up. I moved to Katsuki side looking at the green haired boy who seemed to know Katsuki.

"Katsuki-Kun is this the boy you told me about?" I asked curiously and he tsked.

"Yes rabbit, that's deku. Stay away from him, he's just a extra around here." He growled out and I nod calmly a bit. 'Deku' looked at me in shocked seeing someone so close to Katsuki with out being killed or the fact he didn't call me a extra. I went to my seat and sat down hearing a familiar voice.

I watch Aizawa Slowly come in in a yellow sleeping bag. I smile at him as he talked.

"If your here to socialize, then get out. This is the hero corse," he said while drinking a juice. He slipped out of the bag and states, "I took you all eight seconds to quite down. Time is a precious resource, you lot aren't very rational are you?" He moves to the center behind his desk and I wave a tinny bit, grinning, and not noticing the two colored eyes looking at me curiously.