MHA PickMe

It was a great, average, and chaotic day at U.A! *Until SHE joined…ugh. Class was going well, most of the class did good surprisingly. It seemed too normal, and too good to be true… and you were right. When it reached home room with Mr. Aizawa, a girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes with long lashes (that were probably extensions) ran in with a fake tired face and a peice of toast put in her mouth like it was planned or something; holding her saturated and hot pink shoulder bag that was overly-accessorized. "Good morning problem children, this is the new student from America. Her name is Yume and she recently transferred to this school. Don’t pick up any fights with her, I’m not paid enough to do that." Aizawa said in a tired tone, just like he always does. But somehow,