Not sure why or how I didn't think of using IMVU instead of Bitmoji earlier. The two pics above (the one in the middle is just mainly to show the shoes) are your options for your appearance for the day. Since it's hard to tell eye color, the one on the left has orange-yellow eyes, and the one on the right has a soft, dull, pinky color. I couldn't find a good-quality UA uniform (by good quality I mean the lines are linear (if there are any) and it isn't pixelated much). Thanks for reading~~

- Kira -

P.S. Try guessing who's who in the first paragraph, if you can.

➖ ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ ➖

Four people fighting, two chanting "KISS, KISS, KISS," to another two, one kid getting blown up by his comrade, another person stepping in to attempt to prevent it, two people belting out some hard metal, and the rest were either spectating, arm wrestling a boy (a/n: why tf did I first write "girl" ik very well who is who?) with six arms, or just conversing. Of course, there was that one kid trying to put an end to the ongoing mayhem.

The moment I hesitated and said, "Um........." however, it all stopped, and everybody turned to look at me. YAY, attention! Don't we all just loooooooveeee~ it? I sure do! Did I mention it was Opposite Day?

"Are you gonna move or not?" A deep voice came from behind me. Startled, I jumped a bit before turning around and coming face to face with.. a man. Living in a fucking sleeping bag.

"Uhm.. sorry??" I said, moving to the side. The man just laid down and rolled his way inside, as if to say, "bitch, I'm fabulous, fucking nothing can stop me—so MOVE THE FUCK OUTTA MAH WAY."

The sleeping bag man hopped up, before saying, "Sit the fuck down, we got a new student." The students moved from being frozen in place in a position from which they themselves got theirself into, to hurriedly rushing to their seats. Once they all had done so, the teacher turned to me, "Introduce yourself then go sit in the back, behind Uraraka." Oh sweet, whole row dedicated to me.

Walking to the podium, I bowed before saying, "Konnichiwa! I'm [L/N] [F/N]—please take good care of me!" Stepping down, I ignored the stares I received from my comment, making my way to my desk. I patiently waited for their stares to come to an end once I sat down. (a/n: I'm being honest, I accidentally put Ryoko Amaya at first oof; a/n2: I believe being asked to take good care of in an introduction is the equivalent to asking if they all can get along well? Please correct me if I'm wrong.)

On my desk, there was a schedule. Curious, I scanned over my classes, circling ones that were typically my favorites with a pencil I had taken out of my backpack. Though, of course, my favorite classes vary by year depending on what we're learning.

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I'm pretty positive this is a fan made thing and not official, but o well, here's the schedule.

so jealous~ their lunch is one about one hour AND they only get seven periods. My lunch is like 15-20 minutes T^T on top of that my classes start before they should even be at school ugh
If I remember correctly, classes on Saturday are every other weekend. Since they didn't have classes on Saturday last week, at the end of this week in the story, they'll have classes.

Anyways, lemme convert the times for y'all. And no, I'm not doing math, I'ma just use a website to convert the times.

13:20 = 1:20 PM
14:10 = 2:10 PM
14:20 = 2:20 PM
15:10 = 3:10 PM
15:20 = 3:20 PM
16:10 = 4:10 PM

sorry for the interruption. >.>

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Once I finished that, I glanced at the time on the wall. Homeroom was almost over. Sighing, I folded the schedule and put it on the top right corner of my desk. After that, I took out some more school supplies like folders, notebooks, et cetera and neatly organized them in the top left corner of my desk, in order of the class' occurrence. Of course, I had my notebook and folder for Japanese in the center of my desk. ( a/n: This is the responsible student my mom wishes I'd be, when the reality is, there's no chance whatsoever of me being a responsible student.)

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I jumped out of my seat the second the bell rang, stretching a bit before waiting for everybody to leave the room. Well, almost everybody. There was this one kid hesitantly loitering around the door, as if debating whether or not to skip lunch. Scoffing, I slunk my way past him, hurriedly rushing to the cafeteria before realizing—I had no fucking clue where the cafeteria was. Mentally face-desking myself and physically smacking my head, I muttered out "Baka!.. You hate it when others are idiots, and yet here you fucking are, being an idiot."

"Uhm.. you okay there?.."

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goes on profile to reply to somebody in conversations

sees reads for this book

chokes

inhales

HOLY
FUCKING
SHIT

316 FUCKING READS?!
this is the most reads I've gotten on a story (as of 5:50 pm Saturday, June 30, 2018–idfk why I'm being so specific)
But fr, thanks so fucking much y'all—I really appreciate it. I know 316 isn't a lot, but for a small-timer like me, it is, okay? 😂😂 so sorry if it seems like I'm overreacting... (watch me come back to this in the future and be like, "oH MY LORD")

ANYWAYS I got tagged again (two times). I'm doing one on this book and the other on Pluto.

1. I was born in San Antonio, Texas.

2. Nu thanks. I'm already saving up for a PC so I can't afford running all the way across the country to Canada.

3. I guess? I'm beginning to stan Stray Kids a bit..

4. What?

5. IDK. I like almost all music tbh. Aside from oldie and stuff like dat.

6. Imagine Dragons, Paramore, All Time Low—a bunch of other rock and alternative bands I'm too lazy to remember.

7. Nu.. I might start watching one, but das it.

8. South Korea. Japan. Mexico. England. France. Germany. Australia. Italy. Greece. Spain (again). Russia. Denmark. Canada—you know what, this lazy ass wants to travel the world (without leaving their home lmao).

9. I don't know, maybe they think they aren't worthy of speaking to you.

10. Because they aren't fabulous like us.

11. Because God didn't make them icri;;

12. I don't know ;;

13. Make use of my rights to petition the government.

14. I'd leave them alone once I know they hate me because I know there is nothing in my power to change that. Though, I would like to know why..

15. I guess your writing style..

NOW TO MAKE MY OWN QUESTIONS.. fuck idek where to start um

1. Top 5 on your bias list (for those into kpop) / senpai list (for those into anime/manga)? If you're into both I guess you can just merge the lists? Idfk.
2. Favorite anime opening and/or favorite K!pop song?
3. On a scale of 0-20 how rich is your family? 0 meaning "I'm poor af" and 20 meaning "I'm rich af"—10 is an average family's wealth, I guess.
4. Do you play MM?? If so, who's your main hoe there?
5. Thoughts on Fortnite? Both Battle Royal and Save the World.
6. How did you find Wattpad?
7. How did you find anime or K!pop?
8. Both your ultimate bias and no.1 senpai is dying. Who do you save?
9. Names you wanna give to your (possible) future children? Don't worry about being embarrassed. c:
10. Is your eyesight in the negatives?
11. What are your life dreams and goals?
12. What are your fandoms?
13. First anime you watched (aside from Pokémon) or first K!pop song you heard (aside from Gangnam Style)?
14. Place you want to live?
15. Feel free to scream out and vent all your problems here. :33

I'm too lazy to tag 15 people so Imma just randomly tag 5 people I follow..

-blankfaceu
Draggingdown
DragonOtaku64
_Kawaii_V
1-800_FIGHT_ME

I'M SORRY OKAY

~ Kira ~

|| revisions were made to this chapter on:

sun。 april 28, 2019 ||