MHA: New Generation of Heroes (June and Love)

Juneberry

Juneberry

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Genres
Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Slice-of-Life, Adventure, Modern
She wasn't sure what to think as she walked out of the testing facility. She could only remember seeing the proctor gawk as she made a blueprint through her sweat, showing how to make a motorcycle rather than just a simple bike. It wasn't like it was a big deal to her, but to most, Lelu's mechanical knowledge felt like too much for a child to know.

Not watching where she was walking, she lightly bumped into the person in front of her as she was exiting the door. She was, however, a bit weak physically- and so, she ended up falling down, a light thud echoing on the ground as her bottom hit it.

"Ow..." She groaned softly. Looking up at the stranger with a fairly plain face, she leaned her head on her shoulder and asked, "Sorry, did I hurt you?"

She rolled off her butt onto all fours, struggling to get off the ground. Gravity had a tendency to play tricks on her, as she was fairly light- not so light she was unhealthy, but light enough that her lack of exercise was obviously not helping her, even with her thin physique.

When she finally managed to get up, she gave a small smile. "I'm sorry for bumping into you like that. I was thinking about how I could have done better in the practical exam."
 
Raz was on his way out of the training facility he just completed the combat portion. And now was dressed in a simple trench coat as the rest of his cloths were destroyed when he took the form of a giant wasp. And people were already talking about the wasp seeing how it's stinger drilled through the robots with ease. Raz had to grab the coat to keep the front from falling open but the movement had the back come open a bit before closing. Which may have given the stranger a clear view of his ass but not intentional.

"No you didn't hurt me but bumping into me may have caused other problems if others were around to see something I prefer they didn't." Raz replied holding out his hand to help the stranger up. "Sorry if you got a view of part of my body my quirk tends to destroy the cloths I wear as my body physically changes becoming bigger which tears my cloths to shreds. And I had to change into a bigger form to try to pass the combat exam.

"I really need to get some cloths that don't tear apart so easily when I fully morph into a different form otherwise I can only use partial morphs but that keeps me from using my full power."
 
Lelu had certainly seen his bottom, but it didn't really bother her at all- or at least, it didn't show on her face that it bothered her. Lelu was a bit slow to react to things, especially social cues and norms. To many, she was like a walking computer, just following whatever she was told to do without emotion. That wasn't true, of course, but her reputation was fairly understandable. After all, she was staring at a person's butt without blushing or being remotely surprised in her expression.

When the stranger opted to give her a helping hand, she waited until she was steady on her feet to let go. Murmuring a thank you, the girl glanced up at the person to get a good view of her helper. She was sure she'd seen him somewhere, but she'd seen a lot of people that day.

Softly, she said, "It's fine. Seeing that is of no concern to me. Everyone has one, anyway."

When he started to talk about how his powers affected his wardrobe, an idea hit Lelu swiftly. She held a hand out, and asked in a somewhat demanding tone, "I have an idea for you. Give me a napkin or something to write on."
 
Raz wasn't one to want to show off his body but most girls found him attractive and seeing as he's the youngest kid in a prestigious hero family most people knew of him. So he figured most girls would love to see what the stranger just did but apparently she did see but she really didn't care. But that's fine with Raz. "Not the reaction I expected but that's fine I guess it's not like I was showing it off to get a reaction."

"Um ok." Raz says confused as he pulled a napkin from one of his trench coat pockets and hands it to her. "Now why did you want something to right on!" Raz would ask ignored how much of a demanding time she had when asking for it.
 
"I don't know what type of reaction you expected," Lelu explained, "But I think mine is the most logical." Lelu was often compared to a computer: she worked on very meticulously planned reactions, and was basically not very emotional in general. It wasn't that she didn't have them, though- she just didn't show them, well, at all. Her body language was hard to read, and she was bad at spelling with it.

When the male requested to know why she needed the napkin, all she could say was, "Patience, please." She closed her eyes and focused. Slowly, the sweat on her brow moved towards her hands and she began painting with it on the napkin, which she unfolded first. Once done, she handed what was now a peculiarly drawn blueprint for clothing that used a special system to scrunch up the cloth when not in a giant form, but then undo the scrunch to fit the bigger beast. "Would this work for you at all?"
 
"Well most people would act more embarrassed or would say something else. But it seems you lack emotion. Which is kind of strange but I guess it's a good thing don't need any more attention considering the cloths that I'm currently stuck in."

"Possibly if I knew how to make it that is." Raz said as he was looking it over. "Maybe my father could get it created by one of the support specialist and then I wouldn't have to worry about this problem at all anymore."
 
"My mother runs a tech company," Lelu said, her face finally revealing some form of a smile. It was visible, but barely. She was, after all, proud of her family. She had a clever mother who understood the industry, and a little sister with more understanding of psychology than Lelu could ever imagine having. She was, after all, often seen as emotionless. It wasn't like that, though. Only her sister seemed to understand that.

When the boy told her about his father, she put a finger to her lips. "Please bring it to him to look at, but don't tell him about me." Her request was a bit peculiar, but it was because of her mother that she didn't want anyone to find out. "My mother... Said I shouldn't use my quirk too much outside the support classes, assuming I get in. It's... not normal for a girl my age to understand mechanics this well, she said. So I shouldn't show it too much, because then I'll be seen as peculiar, and she wants me to be seen as the normal girl I am."
 
"Well there's a little smile appearing." Raz said as he could barely notice it. "I guess that proves you can show a little bit of emotion but don't take offense to me saying that. As emotion had to be removed from making certain decisions."

"Strange that you would say that because my father had quite the pull on the hero world it would take one recommendation from him and you could get into the class no problem. In fact I could have gotten in on recommendations but I wanted to pass the exam like everyone else." Raz would go on to say.
 
When he pointed out the small smile on her face, she felt a slight tinge of color flooding around her cheek bones. It was strange to her, because no one normally noticed her microexpressions besides her sister. How had he noticed it to the point of noting it? It was curious, and she wanted even more to get into the school to find out.

"I examined for the support classes," Lelu then explained, though her wording was a bit peculiar. "The reason I don't want your father to know I came up with because you mentioned he worked with specialists. If there are specialists there, the last thing they likely want is a kid coming up with a result they couldn't, right?"
 
The girl proves that she had more emotions as her face started to turn a little red. But Raz has no idea why him pointing out a small smile wouldn't embarrass her.

"I do t think they'd react that way. They'd probably want to keep a eye on you to see what else you make. May even secure your spot in UA and a possible job as soon as you graduate."
 
"I want to get in with my own efforts, not outside help. A secure job after school is one thing, which would be great, but if I don't earn it, there's no point. Mother said that all people have to give their own efforts in order for society to work. If we all work hard, the world will be a better place."

It wasn't like Lelu didn't realize she'd still have to work hard even if she got help getting into the academy, but she'd been raised fairly strictly about accepting outside aid for things she was deciding to do for herself. "You too- you took the exam because you wanted to get in on your own merit, didn't you? If not, couldn't you have gotten in easily too?"
 
"I guess what you say has its own points but it works both ways of a powerful villain makes it to the top it will not help the world at all. But if they face a powerful hero it will balance itself out."

"I guess we are in the same boat but I may have had a advantage in this exam o trained with a hero and she told me some of what the exam had a pushed me everyday to get faster and faster. And plus my quirk gives me so many more powers to use."
 
"Aren't you basically saying you're like an overpowered character from a game?" Lelu asked curiously as she heard him mention how many powers he had. "Just be careful to stay on the right path. Power has a tendency to corrupt people in various ways."

She was in the same boat, of course. Her quirk let her design things only she could dream of. Her understanding of mechanics was unusual for her age, but it lead to some pretty creative ideas. "It will be interesting when the results are posted. We may end up working together in the future. After all, the written exam was rather easy, so there's definitely a chance."
 
"I'm not comparing myself to any game character the quirk I have just gives me multiple options. So I can say I'm extremely lucky for the quirk I got." Raz said when she said he was like a overpowered character from a game.

"Yea the written one was never really hard the physical part was a a lot harder. The results are never really posted they send you a text message to let you know how well you did and if your accepted. And if we both get accepted then no doubt we will have to work together in the near future."
 
"I didn't say you were making such a comparison, I was merely making one myself. Comparisons are a common way for people to comprehend things that otherwise wouldn't stay stored well in their minds. Like making comparisons between cars and motorcycles- because they have similarities, you can recall certain things about one versus the other by comparing them, can you not?"

After her little shpeal about the importance of comparisons for the human mind, Lelu gave a curious gaze up at the fellow. "I see... I was planning to come here tomorrow to see the test scores, but I suppose that there's no point then, is there? Or is support classes different?"
 
"Ok that makes more sense I guess I don't want to compare myself like that because I don't see myself in the same light as the main op character of a game but I can see why others would use that as a comparison."

"I think UA's classes all run the same they will send you the results in a personal video straight you your phone they should have the results in a couple hours."
 
Her slight smile was clear if someone looked hard enough- she wasn't good at showing her emotions, but she wasn't good at hiding them, either. Hearing his distaste for the comparison, she frowned just as slightly, bowing a bit and speaking with an apologetic tone. "I meant no harm in what I said. It was merely conjecture and comparison, nothing else."

When he said the results would probably be sent in a few hours, her curiosity hit a new high. Raising her hand after hearing her stomach growl, she chimed, "Let's go eat something. It'll be my apology."
 
"Oh it's fine you can compare me it's just I don't see myself that way I've done nothing to earn it yet. I'm just being modest and don't fill like I'm at that place just yet."

Ras heard her stomach growl. "Sounds like your hungry but you don't have to pay for me because what you said wasn't a insult. But we can still go eat it will kill time."
 
A light giggle escaped her mild smile. She couldn't help herself- his humble attitude was different than anyone she'd met in the past. In the tech world that she knew so well, people were always boasting about their skills. She always tried to keep her skills lowkey, outside the exam. She could understand not feeling like you fit a role someone else has labeled you.

After all, her label was a walking computer by her classmates in regular schools before this. She was constantly inventing, and never really tried to talk to her classmates. Was this what camaraderie was like?

"What do you want to eat? I was thinking of a jam bun or something else mildly sweet."
 
Ras was not one to boast about his skills as he wasn't a very cocky person. He had no reason to boast until he earned it, but he has done nothing to earn it yet.


Ras makes a confused face at what she wants to eat. "What the hell is a jam bun? I can think of food that's sweet or mildly sweet but I have never heard of what a jam bun is." Ras would say. "While waiting for her answer he began to think of all the places they could go and get food.
 
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