[Class 1-A was a tight-knit group. They were all close, they all had each other's backs, and apart from a few outliers, everyone got along very well. As was to be expected, generally the girls stuck with the girls and the guys stuck with the guys, but there were outliers to that, too. Ochako, for one, liked to flit around from classmate to classmate like a hummingbird, all smiles and positivity.]
[One of her favorite methods of icebreaking had become something of a running joke in the class, lately-- she'd choose a classmate, between lessons or after classes were through for the day, and come up to them with what seemed like sheer innocence, only to reach out and tap them with her Quirk, sending them floating into the air. It had been particularly funny when she'd done this to Bakugou, until he'd blown up a light fixture and they'd both gotten detention, and Iida, because he'd startled so badly he sent himself zooming out into the hallway with his engines.]
[Today, however, it was Kirishima's turn. She'd been spending a lot of time with Mina, recently, and had learned a lot she hadn't expected about Eijirou. It wasn't that she thought he was flat or uninteresting-- far from it. She'd just assumed him much more straightforward than Mina had assured. So it's with light feet that she trots up behind the red-haired teenager, reaching out to tap him on both shoulders, making him weightless.]
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[One of her favorite methods of icebreaking had become something of a running joke in the class, lately-- she'd choose a classmate, between lessons or after classes were through for the day, and come up to them with what seemed like sheer innocence, only to reach out and tap them with her Quirk, sending them floating into the air. It had been particularly funny when she'd done this to Bakugou, until he'd blown up a light fixture and they'd both gotten detention, and Iida, because he'd startled so badly he sent himself zooming out into the hallway with his engines.]
[Today, however, it was Kirishima's turn. She'd been spending a lot of time with Mina, recently, and had learned a lot she hadn't expected about Eijirou. It wasn't that she thought he was flat or uninteresting-- far from it. She'd just assumed him much more straightforward than Mina had assured. So it's with light feet that she trots up behind the red-haired teenager, reaching out to tap him on both shoulders, making him weightless.]
Tag, Kirishima-kun!