Her face barely showed any emotion, and she was sarcastic..almost to the point where people couldn't tell. To some she was a mystery, to others she was just another hero in training. Miyako wasn't always like this. She use to be an extremely happy-g...
>>The picture above is of Miyako's Hero Costume. It took me for fucking ever to draw, so ignore the fact she looks like thirty year old woman<<
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Lunch, something Miyako absolutely loved, was fucking chaos. Between the yelling and Neito's constant insults towards Class 1-A, Miyako found herself overwhelmed. Her brows were furrowed as she kept her head lowered towards the untouched food below her, trying to summon the will to block out the noise and eat.
"Oh for the lovely of everything holy," Miyako looked up from the tray at the sound of Ume's angry voice, "MONOMA! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Ume screamed, earning shocked glances from everyone around.
Neito went to say something back, only to be silenced by Itsuka Kendo...with her fist. Miyako watched in slight amusement as Neito crumbled to the ground.
"You should eat your food, Yukishima," Itsuka stated, "We're training soon after this. You should keep your strength up," She informed with a smile stretched across her lips.
Miyako looked at the ginger female for a few seconds, their gazes locking briefly, before Miyako flicked her gaze back towards the food, "I'm not very hungry, Kendo," She murmured, pushing the plate forwards.
Ume's eyes widened in excitement upon seeing the food offered to her and greedily snatched the tray. Miyako couldn't help but cringe as Ume wolfed her untounched food down. She found it slightly terrifying how such a small girl could eat such a large plate.
Ume slammed the plate down, earning more glances from students, and with an over exaggerated groan, Ume stretched her arms backwards. She relaxed and crossed her ankles, looking at Miyako with a smirk.
"So, Miya," She began, using the nickname Ume had given her, "I have a proposal to make," She proudly declared.
"No," Miyako responded, leaning her head against her hand.
Ume's jaw dropped to the ground and her eyes widened, "Oh, come on, Miyako! You don't even know what I was gonna say!" She cried out, waving her arms around in the air.
Miyako only looked at her, a blank expression glued onto her face, "I'm very well aware of that fact, Ume," Miyako nodded her head in agreement, "But the answer is still probably going to be no," Miyako finished, focusing on her fingers as she tapped them against the surface in a piano like way.
Ume let out a childish whine and slouched, crossing her arms, "Can I at least ask?" Ume asked, a doleful look on her face.
"Hit me," Miyako mumbled the response.
"Do you want to have an alliance with me during the-"
"Nope," Miyako cut Ume off.
With a frustrated groan, Ume dropped her forehead onto the table, making Miyako wince at the dull thud she heard. Miyako cast a glance towards the crestfallen female, only to see her brown eyes staring back at her, catching Miyako off guard.
Her eyes darted back down towards the table and Ume let out a chuckle, "You never hold eye contact for more than ten seconds, why?" She asked, skillfully changing the topic.
Miyako shrugged her shoulders, "Don't you remember first grade?" She asked, "That kid said my eyes were horrendous because of the blue-brown mixture?"
Ume paused for a moment before nodding her head, "Yeah I remember that dickweed," She replied thoughtfully, "He's wrong though, you've got pretty eyes,"
Miyako's cheeks flushed and she turned away from Ume, an attempt to hide her flustered state. Her eyes redirected towards the table that Neito had been shooting insults towards earlier during that lunch period.
Panic flared through her body as she locked gazes with the infamous Katsuki, her eyes widening as she watched his eyes narrow. Miyako immediately snapped her head back towards Ume, who had a smirk plastered onto her lips.
"Ha ha," Ume spoke in a sing-song tone, "Karma is a bitch~" She hummed.
"That was hardly karma you over confident shit," Miyako snapped angrily.
Ume let out a fake pout, wiping away an imaginary tear from her eye as she spoke, "You hurt me so," She sarcastically stated.
Miyako looked at her with an unamused look on her face, "Are you always this dumb, or are you making a special effort today?" She asked.
Ume sent her a sharp glare, "Dick," She grumbled, raising her water bottle to her lips
Miyako couldn't help but smirk, "That's one thing I like," The words rolled off her lips just as Ume took a drink.
The end result was something Miyako wished wasn't. Miyako flinched backwards as Ume choked on the water, sending it flying from her mouth. A loud, unintentional screech let Miyako's mouth as she attempted to scramble away from the spray of water that landed on her and the two people on her right and left.
In the process, she crashed to the floor with a light thud. Ume, however, was dying of laughter. The condition had grabbed the attention of a large amount of people. Miyako slipped her eyes close, embarrassment flooding through her body as she heard a few snickers.
"You okay, Miyako?"
Miyako opened an eye and looked up at the speaker. It was the blonde from earlier, not Katsuki, that's for sure. Miyako only nodded her head and stood up, straightening out her outfit.
"I'm fine," She mumbled, "Just a small fall,"
"What is 1-A scum doing here?" Neito sneered from where he sat, grabbing the attention of both the blonde and Miyako.
"Ignore him," Miyako mumbled, "He's just desperate for attention,"
The blonde smiled, "My name's Denki," He informed, "It could be yours if-"
"Don't even try the pick up line," Miyako cut him off, casting a brief glance over his shoulder to see the table he had been sitting at were looking over, all except one. Katsuki. "Tch, your friends are staring, you should go back before Monoma cause a scene," She stated, looking back at him, only to immediately look away soon after.
"I guess you're right," Denki grinned widely, "It was a pleasure to meet you, Miyako," He informed quickly before waltzing off towards his friends.
