[Johanna Larsen]

It had probably been the most heart-pounding moment in Johanna’s life when she had walked into the faculty office with the request that she was certain would rock U.A. on its foundations.

Her idea had never been uttered, and many would undoubtedly call her crazy for even suggesting such things, for even bringing the school to the brink of madness. But her request was made all the same, and to her eternal happiness they even granted it… Although, they had made sure to ask her multiple times if she was dead certain about taking such a path.

Now though, the tables were literally set, she had even brought bags of snacks, and all she had to do was wait on the first people to walk through the doors.

”Come on. Come on. Come on.”

Her hyperactive mutters were rhythmic with the trepidations of her heart and the tapping of her boot, she was eager to meet new friends, to find the ones that had the same ideas as her.

They would call her crazy for starting an official after-school U.A. Cat Club, but Johanna knew that her name would go down in history for her brilliance and not her insanity!

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[Hyousuke Suzuki]

It was a crazy idea. Hyousuke was far from the sharpest mind of the century, but even he knew that the idea that had been put forth was one that few would be insane enough to consider - and fewer still would even have the temerity to actually go through with it. However, at the same time, he understood that playing it safe wouldn't achieve anything. It took crazy ideas to usher in revolutions, and despite his head saying that the idea was wrong in every conceivable way, his gut told him that it was something that could lead to glory untold.

Having followed the directions to the so-called "Cat Club" he'd seen advertised in various spots dotted around the university, Hyousuke found himself at the threshold. All it would take was one single step forward, and he would be immersed in an experience unlike any he had had before. He steeled himself, and gripped the handle. He'd come this far - it made no sense to turn back now. With all the courage in his body gathered together, he stepped through the door, and let it click shut behind him, finally coming face-to-face with the one that had organised things.

"Hey!" He called out, grinning wide and raising a hand in greeting, meeting her with that trademark sunny expression that never seemed to leave his face. "Is this where the Cat Club's meeting?"

Johanna Larsen

[Johanna Larsen]

A few minutes of being anxious and energetic turned into ten minutes, before turning into half an hour. It was probably close to an hour where she finally grabbed her phone and started flicking through videos and images of her feline obsessions on her timeline.

The people would come, she was certain of it, they just needed to learn about it… Then again, maybe instead of waiting on people to come to the Cat Club, she should go out and bring them to the Cat Club!

With such an amazing idea suddenly primed in her brain, she popped up off her flimsy folding chair and nearly leapt across the table. It was only at the last time she could stop herself when the door swung open and a blonde boy walked in with a beaming smile on their face.

”I really need to stop almost running into people.” Johanna spoke to herself.

Then again, if she stopped doing that it meant she started actually running into people, so that didn’t sound much like an advisable choice of action either…

Who cared, there was someone at the door, and they were asking about Cat Club!

”Hi! Yes this is Cat Club, welcome! I am Johanna, I am the president and original founder of the Cat Club as of… well, probably like two hours ago. And welcome to Cat Club! So, what are your favourite cats? My favourite is the Norwegian Forest Cat because my dad’s originally from Norway, but also because I love those cuddly little furballs, although I reckon their hair would probably get everywhere forever!” she rambled.

But despite her insane ramblings, her smile on her face was unwavering as she was excited to meet the first member.

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Hyousuke Suzuki |

[Hyousuke Suzuki]

At least there could be no doubt that he was in the right place. The passion that she displayed for her favourite cat - be it the detail she went into without even a moment's hesitation, or the sheer fervour with which she spoke - was enough to convince him of that. However, Hyousuke himself needed a moment or two to consider the question, with the gears turning almost visibly in his head as his expression scrunched up into one of concentration. However, she wasn't to be left waiting long. His face lit up again, and with all the confidence in the world, proclaimed:
"The orange ones!"

It was, as far as answers went, not exactly the most descriptive, having a range from anywhere between munchkins to tigers. However, dense as he was, it was a fact he seemed to realise fairly quickly after, and took steps to try and clarify. "You know, the housecats people always say are kinda dumb? Those ones." Whether or not it dawned on him that he was starting to sound like one of the housecats that people always joked about seeming kind of dumb was up for debate, though given the excitable look on his face, evidence leaned towards him not noticing at all.

Regardless, he pulled out his phone, and held the screen to her after flicking through a small mountain of memes, pictures of dogs, and memes about dogs. What he showed her was, by all appearances, an American Shorthair. One that seemed to have an expression denoting a remarkable lack of braincells. "They're goofy as heck, and I love 'em." He paused for a moment, once more thinking, though this time about what to say next. The lightbulb that pinged to life over his head as realisation dawned on him. "Oh right! Names! I'm Hyousuke Suzuki. Pleased to met you."

Johanna Larsen

[Johanna Larsen]

”Wait, the orange ones?!” she looked dumbfounded at the boy, before her smile exploded back to life. ”I LOVE the orange ones, too! It’s such a cool fur colour, especially when they’re lounging in the sun and they’re like a little fluffy ball of golden beauty!” she excitedly added.

She nodded along intently, as if the two of them had deep philosophical debate. ”For real, for real. The dumb ones are cool too, when they try to jump from place to place and they completely mess up, but they totally try to act all cool about it, I love that too!” she’d agree some more as she admired his collection.

The boy’s name was Hyousuke, and from the moment they had walked in there was already a kinship forming, Johanna could feel that. Two people who definitely knew how to appreciate cats in all their glory.

”Pleased to meet you, Hyousuke! I think you might be the very first official member of Cat-Club, other than me of course! And I can clearly see you know your stuff about cats, too! she chattered excitedly.

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Hyousuke Suzuki |

[Hyousuke Suzuki]

He had to admit, part of him had been worried that she'd see his vague ramblings about "the orange ones" as him not being invested enough. However, her rather enthusiastic reaction to him showing off that particular picture - and to his love of a species of cats that shared a single braincell between them all - was enough to allay his fears before they began to spiral out of his control. True, he didn't actually know his stuff about cats beyond knowing that they were all good kitties and needed petting, but he liked to think he made up for it with his own enthusiasm.

That said, he was a little surprised at her revealing he was the first to show up. Granted, he was fairly early, and the club was new - but that still left him with his expression twisting into something a little more perplexed.
"I'm the first?" He questioned. "But cats are so cool! This place should be packed! We should be-" He cut himself off abruptly, glancing away for a second, before continuing. "What should we be doing? I might've skipped that part of the poster." By which he meant he'd almost immediately gone to the mentioned classroom at the mention of a cat-based club, such was his excitement at the idea.

Johanna Larsen

[Johanna Larsen]

”I know right?!” she exclaimed in exasperation as Hyo showed his confusion as to how he was only the first one to arrive. ”It’s honestly mindboggling that nobody wants to share in the appreciation of our feline friends!” she added thoughtfully.

Then they asked about what they should be doing, and for a second Johanna herself was kind of dumbfounded by the question… ”Well of course I know what we should be doing…” she’d fall silent as she tried to think up an answer.

Letting a few seconds fall, she awkwardly scratched the back of her head. ”I might not have thought that deeply on it either when I decided to start a cat club…” she answered with an awkward laugh.

So she had done this on a complete and utter whim, with no plan of attack or proof of concept, just one crazy cat lady that wanted to share her appreciation of cats with the world, and starting with U.A. before maybe eventually taking over the world.

Well, not take over, that would be kind of evil… But at least form a worldwide society aimed at being obsessed with cats.

”Well, I guess we could start with maybe going out and finding some cats to study?” she’d finally pose as a possibility.

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Hyousuke Suzuki |

[Hyousuke Suzuki]

Hyousuke was quite clearly thinking the idea over, as evidenced by his expression once more turning to one of concentration. Were she to listen closely, she might have just about been able to hear the gears grinding away inside his head, trying to build the energy to make a lightbulb flicker to life above him. It took a little longer than before, as he was trying to recall some vague memory even he thought he'd forgotten, but the light of inspiration slowly began to come to life in his eyes, and his goofy smile returned in short order.

"If we're looking for cats," he said enthusiastically, his fist beating into his palm decisively, "I know a spot behind the dorms! There's this little black cat that keeps coming through there. I don't know why it doesn't just go around though. Maybe it just likes it when people give it attention?" Amongst a small subset of the student body, the cat was something of a celebrity. Now and again, a picture of it would crop up on a student's feed, be it a clear photo of the thing demanding someone pet it, or a blurry photo taken from a distance, like it was a cryptid crawling across the wall behind the dorms.

“Maybe it’ll be there now! We could go and see it, if you don’t know anywhere else.”

Johanna Larsen