Aug 5, 2024 13:21:51 GMT
Post by Marcus Ryu Kodai on Aug 5, 2024 13:21:51 GMT
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I’m finally here, Kodai thought to himself as he stared at the entrance to U.A’s admission office. It took him a while to get here, a lot of hard work, dedication, and well, a good amount of luck. Honestly, Kodai didn’t think that he would make it. For one, his grades weren’t all that good and well, admission was expensive. Fortunately, he was able to get his ass in gear, get his grades improved, and eventually passed the entrance exam. Again, it was hard work, but honestly, Kodai thought it was worth all. He was one step away from becoming a pro-hero and he wasn’t going to let anything short of death stop him.
Barely containing his excitement, Kodai fist-pumped the air, and then entered the admission’s office. He missed the official U.A. orientation by a couple of months, for that reason, he was instructed to head to admissions, and they would assign a couple of students or two to show him around and basically introduce him to U.A. After introducing himself to the lady at the front desk, she checked Kodai in, and then instructed him to sit down in the lobby while she called the chosen students to admissions. Kodai did as he was told, sitting down comfortably in one of the chairs, and folded his legs over one another as he patiently waited for his tour guides to arrive.
Admittedly, Kodai was somewhat nervous at who would be giving him the tour. He was anxious that this person might be some sort of popular kid, with some cool ass quirk. That would suck. Mostly because Kodai thought his quirk sucked and he didn’t want to make a bad impression on the upper classman. Literally, this meeting with the other students could make or break his social life at U.A. And well, Kodai was setting.
Kodai anxiously fumbled through the pockets of his leather jacket as he waited. Maybe he should have dressed a bit fancier? Currently, Kodai was wearing jeans, a black t-shirt, a leather jacket, with some black rider boots. Nothing fancy. Nothing extravagant. Simple, that’s how he liked it. Nonetheless, he was beginning to regret his choice of attire.
Barely containing his excitement, Kodai fist-pumped the air, and then entered the admission’s office. He missed the official U.A. orientation by a couple of months, for that reason, he was instructed to head to admissions, and they would assign a couple of students or two to show him around and basically introduce him to U.A. After introducing himself to the lady at the front desk, she checked Kodai in, and then instructed him to sit down in the lobby while she called the chosen students to admissions. Kodai did as he was told, sitting down comfortably in one of the chairs, and folded his legs over one another as he patiently waited for his tour guides to arrive.
Admittedly, Kodai was somewhat nervous at who would be giving him the tour. He was anxious that this person might be some sort of popular kid, with some cool ass quirk. That would suck. Mostly because Kodai thought his quirk sucked and he didn’t want to make a bad impression on the upper classman. Literally, this meeting with the other students could make or break his social life at U.A. And well, Kodai was setting.
Kodai anxiously fumbled through the pockets of his leather jacket as he waited. Maybe he should have dressed a bit fancier? Currently, Kodai was wearing jeans, a black t-shirt, a leather jacket, with some black rider boots. Nothing fancy. Nothing extravagant. Simple, that’s how he liked it. Nonetheless, he was beginning to regret his choice of attire.
