You were walking the halls of UA trying to find class 1-C of the General Department.

You weren't lucky enough to get into the hero course, but you were happy enough that you at least got into UA.

Who knows, you might be able to get into the hero course if you improve enough. All you could do was hope. Too busy daydreaming, you fell to the ground after running into a figure in the hall.

"I'm so sorry I didn't know you were stan. . ." Trailing off, you saw you had ran into a boy with messy purple hair, violet eyes, and visible eye bags that made him seem like he hadn't slept in weeks.

The boy saw you on the floor, and held his hand out to offer you help up. You couldn't help but stare into his eyes.

". . . ding there."

You awkwardly finished your sentence, still gazing in his eyes. You saw his hand, relizing you were still on the floor. You grabed hold of it, and he helped pull you up of the ground.

"It's fine, you should probably focus on your walking." He said, trying to be funny.

You giggled. "We're you headed?" The purple haired boy asked.

"Class 1-C, I'm in general studies." You reply.

"So am I, you. . . want to walk together?" The boy asked, hoping your response would be yes.

You rubbed your hands behind your head, feeling skeptical. 'I dont even know this kids name' you thought to yourself.

"Oh, where are my manners, I'm Hitoshi Shinso." He said with a bow.

"I'm. . . (F/n) (l/n)." You bowed back. Shinso smiled and motioned his hand down the path of your classroom.

"Would you like to walk with me now. . . (L/n)?" He smirked, waiting for your response.

You gave him a smile.

"I'd love to. . . Shinso." You responded, returning a smirk of your own.