Shara woke up and got out of bed, her sleepwear was a sports bra and some sweatpants.
She soon got dressed in her green-and-yellow hoodie, her black shirt barely visible underneath. She put on some good goth combat boots with three buckles on them.

She grabbed the final part of her wardrobe: her knife, it was a simple affair: handle, angular blade, done.

She really had to do more than look at knives all day.

AH WELL, what 'cha gonna do 'bout it?

She always SAVEd when she could, doing her best to use Knives and SAVE whenever possible, it was obvious that she couldn't save everyone no matter what.

Of course, the UA entrance exam was starting soon.
Yaaaaaaaaay
That was her sarcasm.

"Ahlright, les go," she said, putting on the last piece of her wardrobe: a skirt that reached her lower thighs, there were a pair of fairly tight shorts to protect her modesty from anyone underneath her as she moved.

Which would come in handy with the grapist once they were admitted.

[KINGU KRIMSON]

She quickly walked through the gates of UA.
She saw some green haired kid getting levitated by a bob-cut brown haired girl.

"Tch," she and a familiar explosive Pomeranian said at the same time.

"Did you just become my friend?!," they said, in-sync.

That was a little creepy so they walked into the school.

[KINGU KRIMSON]

"The three enemy types are worth 1, 2, and 3 points!," Present Mic said before inhaling to continue.

Then a blue-haired, four-eyes guy raised his hand.

"SIR! If there are three enemies but four on the brochure, then UA has to increase quality because this is our future educations on the line!," he yelled, "and you with the green hair, stop muttering, you're distracting everyone! And you in the green and yellow shirt with the brown hair! Stop giggling at this! If you think it's a joke then you can leave!," the guy said.

"Uuuggh, I don't wanna be with THAT guy," Shara said before breathing in, breathing out, and putting on her smile.
It was a Cheshire one, one that required a thin mouth and eyes that could go hollow easily.

Needless to say, blue hair was TERRIFIED.

They were then dismissed after Present Mic gave blue hair a talking to.

'Time to prepare,' Shara thought.