Mei
Hana had dreamed of being a hero just like her father ever since she had been blessed with the news that she had developed her own quirk. She wanted to be just like him because she knew it would make him proud. She knew he would be so glad to see her on the right path because she knew he had loved her unconditionally, which was less than she could say for her mother. Maybe if she could just show her that she could become a great hero, her mother would have to love her again. Anyway, it wouldn't do any good thinking about that now.
Hana would enter the arena stepping onto the stage as she smoothed her hair over her left shoulder. Her purple eyes would scan the crowd as they were loud and wondering what this match would bring. She hadn't known her component nor had she known about what his quirk was. Her fingers wpuld find themselves fiddling with her shirt, her hair, her skin, and anything else that was within grasping distance. She was nervous and she could feel the anticipation welling up within her. Oh no. She couldn't change now. She just had to hold out a little longer, but boy was it getting warm. She was just so nervous.
Hana would enter the arena stepping onto the stage as she smoothed her hair over her left shoulder. Her purple eyes would scan the crowd as they were loud and wondering what this match would bring. She hadn't known her component nor had she known about what his quirk was. Her fingers wpuld find themselves fiddling with her shirt, her hair, her skin, and anything else that was within grasping distance. She was nervous and she could feel the anticipation welling up within her. Oh no. She couldn't change now. She just had to hold out a little longer, but boy was it getting warm. She was just so nervous.