[Ana Borovsky]

IT'S ME! HI!

I'M THE PROBLEM! IT'S ME!

The support labs at UA University were often as chaotic as the training fields of which the Hero Department students made use. The difference was that the support labs were inherently a form of controlled chaos. More variables were known well in advance, more safety measures were in place, and more brain cells were at work — or so one Ana Borovsky liked to say. Often directly in the face of Hero students while smiling ear to ear.

It’s not like they could do anything about her bluntness. It wasn’t high school where you could just beat up the people that annoyed you. Not that anyone could lay a finger on Ana against her will given her Quirk. Besides, Ana was right, not polite. Polite got in the way of being one of the most skilled and talented creators UA had to offer and that’s what people were looking for when they sought her out deep in the labyrinth of labs — unless they were looking for Kei.

Today that meant finding her set up at a workbench in a private space. She was garbed in the school’s atrocious required uniform, though Ana kept hers covered with a lab coat that fell to where the ends of her thigh high stockings rose. The room that surrounded her and served as her favored habitat was filled with the sound of classical music and metallic tinkering in addition to the expected materials and the various supplies a Support student might have on hand or need at any given time.

Most days actually meant finding her there in the exact same way. Ana was secretive about her work, but predictable in which room she posted up in and when. It was routine at this point which made it easy to ask any of the other Support students for directions to find her. They were used to it given it was Ana’s second year at the college.

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