''Hey, what's that supposed to mean?!'' She furrowed her brow, his taunt working as expected. They hadn't even known each other for that long, but he knew all the buttons to press to make her annoyed or flustered. Maybe that was just what it was like to have good friends that knew you. Well, knew most of you anyway. ''Like a dragon?'' She said right before taking a sip. ''You're by far the most mysterious person at this school.'' She said with a hand on her hip. ''That's one way to look at it.'' She chuckled. She was glad she had a little bit of time to enjoy the night before she inevitably had to spill the beans.

She didn't hate that they rubbed her back. In fact, she wouldn't mind if they did it more, but she wasn't exactly in the mood to ask for it either. She didn't realize it then, but as she stood up she noticed that her hands were shaking as she was pouring. If she lost a good friend all because of telling her secret, it had weighed at the back of her mind for so long, ever since she had decided to tell Zenkai. She wasn't sure if she could bear the thought of them not talking anymore. She froze up when they wrapped their arms around her, but only because she wasn't expecting it. Warmth, comforting warmth...

She let go of a breath she didn't even know she was holding. The faintest hints of a smirk appeared on her lips at their shitty joke. She appreciated the effort, but couldn't hold it up for long. She blinked her eyes as she was spun around, scared she might start bawling even more, and right in front of Zenkai too. Their face looked different up close, but it was hard to describe. Nicer, kinder, not that they had ever been hostile towards her. She closed her eyes for a second, bracing for the flick, but then slowly opened them again as they wiped away her tears. She was holding it together right up until they started speaking again. Then she felt more tears build. She was among someone's favorites? Zenkai's favorites? Did that mean she was actually useful for something? Zenkai's eyes, had they always looked so kind? Had she just never noticed?

''Z-Zenkai..'' She croaked as the tears flowed once more, letting her hands slip up to meet theirs, before wrapping her arms around them too, leaning into the embrace. Well, as much as she could anyway. There was still a bit of an awkward height disparity between them. Assuming they didn't let go, Freja would continue to hold them in that embrace while she quietly sobbed, tears of relief, happiness. ''You're the dork.'' Her hands gripped onto the back of his tank top. ''..Thank you.'' She sniffled, eventually settling down, her eyes red from crying. Letting go she looked up at them, letting out a nervous chuckle. What was the best way to recover from such an awkward turn of events? ''How about another drink?'' She offered, wiping the last of her tears away with her sleeve. Whether Zen accepted her offer or not, she was certainly having more drinks.

Zenkai had accepted her for who, or what she really was, things could only get better from here.

Downing her fourth drink, Freja could feel her head spin a little bit as she collapsed back first onto the foot of her bed. ''Life sucks! Doesn't it, Zen?'' She looked over at them, her world spinning a bit. ‘‘So what was it about your quirk? You’re deliberately keeping it a secret and you’re not quirkless like me.’’ Her speech was a little bit slurred. Remembering how much courage it took to reveal her own secret, she kind of hand waved it. ‘‘But you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Good friends can wait for their friends to be ready to share big secrets.’’ She smirked to herself, feeling weirdly self-confident all of a sudden, now that her own reveal had gone well and Zenkai didn’t hate her. ‘‘Even if you never tell me. I won’t hold it against you.’’ She looked directly into their eyes, sounding serious for the first time in a while. ‘‘Life sucks and it’s hard.’’ She looked back up at the ceiling.

Zenkai Hatake

Freja was having a ton of fun too, she hadn't laughed and smiled this much since the yacht party. ''If you get that drunk I'll take care of you. Wouldn't be my first time playing mother hen.'' She grinned, giving her a thumbs up. ''I recognize my own people.'' She smiled, pointing at her own eye. Freja had grown up in the city her entire life, even moving to Japan, she had gone to Tokyo, which was just a bigger city.

She wasn't necessarily a bad singer, but it was clear Freja was lacking in confidence, especially when contrasted with Sumi like this. However, Sumi didn't make her feel like she was lesser in any way. There was no competition, no singing good to impress her, it was just a simple karaoke session with a friend... Freja was starting to see the appeal behind karaoke. Getting into the music, she clapped along for Sumi as she sang solo, whilst also chugging some more drinks fast while she had the time. Freja was usually a bit of a tense person. She wasn't aloof or anything, but she was reserved and not exactly good at starting conversations. Drinking changed that. When she got even just tipsy, she felt like a whole different person, blessed with a previously unknown confidence that made her way more relaxed. She was mesmerized by Sumi's singing, admiring her bravery for just throwing herself into this song, but also nailing the vibe immediately. If she hadn't known, Freja might even think Sumi had composed it with how well she captured the tone. She giggled when Sumi moved up close to her, giving her shoulder a playful nudge with her own before jumping straight into the next verse.

''There are times when noone believes in me and
There are times where I feel like I'm degraded
But even in those times your words always echo within
My heart
This is my promise''

Singing alone was one thing, but Freja hadn't experienced singing along someone like this since well... Since many years ago.

''Fairy blue
It is only for you that I would smash the stars
And use them as a sign
To guide you
And any time that you're lost or afraid, or you can't see your dreams,
I want you to look up''

She looked over at Sumi, trying to read how she was feeling. Was she having this much fun too? Since they were in this together, singing songs and getting drunk, she would try to put her arm around Sumi's shoulder as she closed her eyes and gave the last verse her all.

''And Fairy blue
You are my everything
The reason that I live
In sweet captivity so faithfully
And I swear you'll never be alone
When you're lost, here I am
Forever with your soul

We can make it through most anything, if you can just believe''

Sumi Okita

Sebastian being so laid back was precisely what made him so scary as an opponent. Coupled with the fact that his quirk could do a lot of things, not only that but he used it effortlessly. She would love to prove him wrong, but when it came down to it she was a coward. A useless coward who couldn’t even stand up for herself.

What he said next just provoked her more, it almost tempted her into putting the bat on the line anyway, but she really couldn’t afford to lose it. Losing her weapon would be like giving up on heroism. If she hadn’t already seen his quirk in action, her guess would have been he knew exactly what to say to piss her off, or maybe he was just good at reading people. “I-I don’t even care about your dumb apology!!” It was somehow more embarrassing and infuriating that he wouldn’t fight her when the bat wasn’t on the line. He really did see her as an amateur, didn’t he? “Are you done?” She put one hand on her hip. “If you aren’t interested in sparring go get your bat from Ana. Or take your six naps or whatever you do. She poured, turning her head away from him. “I’m busy training here.”

Sebastian Sinclaire

What he said made her waver, she had doubted Leonid’s intentions in the past too. In fact, she was almost sure he had been lying. Even so, Leonid introduced her to Ana. Without him, she might never even have gotten her hands on a powerful weapon. “..I do! He has no reason to lie to us!” She was clearly desperate, having found a cozy world view in her life at UAU so far. Yet here Sebastian was, blowing down her house of cards with the smallest breeze, threatening to make it all tumble and fall around her at the first sign of a challenge. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Now?” She eyed him up and down. He didn’t exactly look ready to fight, but then again, when did Sebastian ever dress for the occasion? The thought of what he said next made her heart sink. “My bat?” She looked down at BBB in her hand as she lowered it. Her skills with the bat was practically everything she had. She was a one trick pony, but not a bad one. She was trying to branch out too, but the comfort of having her bat by her side couldn’t be understated. There was no way she was ready to risk all that. She had even seen his quirk in action, several times too and if she was being honest, she had no clue if she could get close to beating him in a match. It would really come down to luck and terrain. “I can’t.” She replied flatly, the fear of losing her precious support gear setting in. It simply wasn’t worth it just to have Sebastian bow before her.

“I’ll bet something else, anything else. If you have to make it interesting, but I don’t want you to bow and beg forgiveness if I win. I want you to apologize.”

Sebastian Sinclaire

She giggled playfully at the jab. Thinking back on it, she totally got where Sumi was coming from. As a host it was always a better time when lots of guests showed up to your event. Not that Freja had much experience hosting parties herself, she usually just went to parties. ‘‘You’re right! I have to admit I was so hungover the morning after, lots of gaps in my memory.’’ She grinned apologetically. ‘‘But I remembered you pretty clearly. You made me laugh so hard I couldn’t breathe. Several times.’’ She accused her with a teasing smirk. ‘‘Really? I imagine ‘your world’ can get pretty serious sometimes.’’ She smiled, also doing the air quotes.

‘‘That’s right! In Copenhagen, the capital. Even though it’s our biggest city, karaoke just hasn’t taken off yet.’’ She shrugged. When Sumi just casually pulled out her card, Freja blinked and looked at her almost stammering out a ‘what’, but just looking on in confusion as she had been about to reach for her own wallet. ‘‘Thank you! Want me to cover for the drinks?’’ She at least felt like offering. Just because Sumi was wealthy didn’t mean she had to treat Freja to everything.

‘‘Peach Chuhai?’’ She took the menu as it was handed back to her. She couldn’t help but smile seeing Sumi relax and kick her boots off out of the corner of her eye. Sumi was someone who had a reputation. Whether it was family, or because she was just that awesome, and yet she was comfortable enough to relax around her. There was a nice, warm feeling to that. ‘‘Chuhai sounds tasty and I’m not really picky, I’ll try an Ume Chuhai with some french fries too!’’ She gave a thumbs up, putting the menu down as she went to scroll through the vast list of songs. ‘‘Uhh.. How do you feel about anime music?’’ She looked back over her shoulder at Sumi with an awkward smile, knowing exactly how much of a nerd she was. Sumi was probably fine with it, but Freja was aware that yeah, she was totally just that foreigner who had mostly listened to anime songs when it came to exploring the Japanese music industry.

While they waited for their drinks to arrive, Freja grew curious too. She had already been asked about where she grew up, but she hardly knew anything about Sumi’s past. ‘‘Where did you grow up?’’ She struck Freja as a city girl like her, but she wasn’t exactly an expert at reading people on the subtleties like that. She was much better at reading emotions. Once their drinks and snacks arrived, Freja would nervously eat a few fries. Afterwards she lifted her own Chuhai glass at Sumi. ‘‘Cheers! Or as we say in Denmark, Skål!’’ Alcohol, alcohol, she was definitely going to need that liquid courage. As they continued scrolling her eyes would light up at the title Papermoon. Whether Sumi brought it up first, or they simply landed on it by chance. ‘‘Papermoon! That one is popular.’’ She had already jumped out of her seat before she realized it. ‘‘Uh.. I’ll know the lyrics to this one! Do you want to sing it together? I-I mean that way it’s less scary!’’ She grinned, a little embarrassed at how quickly she had flown out of her seat. ‘‘Ready?’’



After hitting play she clutched her microphone in both hands, flashing Sumi one last smirk before closing her eyes to try and focus on making it less scary. Her hands were shaking, but the song was building up to the first verse.

‘‘I’m falling down into my shadow
Grasping onto every breath
As I await the Deadly Night’’

She was on time, but out of key a little bit on the second line, both due to some vocal rust and her own nerves. Only once her verse ended did she peek open her eyes to look at Sumi.

Sumi Okita

She couldn’t believe their logic. “Oh, just now? Just manifesting out of nowhere? Wouldn’t that be convenient!” She pouted, crossing her arms as she turned her head away from Zenkai. “I get it now, this has to be your doing, it’s just like.. a dumb prank or something, right?”

“Topsiders?” She furrowed her brow looking slightly offended, even if she didn’t know if it was meant as an insult. As blue and red over here bickered, Freja looked back at Zenkai mouthing a very confused ‘what the fuck??’ “Adolescent humanoid mobster turtles?” She muttered, as if the very words themselves had flavor and that flavor was the sewers they came from. How had she ever felt bad about her own hero name choice when there guys paraded that name around proudly.

Zenkai was trying to give the turtles an easy out, which they were foolish not to take. After they had so kindly asked them to back off, Freja’s patience was wearing thin. It wasn’t the right thing to do, but their perceived opponents were armed and not backing down. Dashing forward, Freja swung her bat at the blue turtle’s head, deciding to strike first since her and Zenkai were outnumbered anyway. “We asked you NICELY!” She hissed, committing fully to her swing.

Zenkai Hatake