INHALES. “IT’S NOT TOMORROW UNTIL YOU’VE SLEPT IN PREPARATION FOR TOMORROW!!!!” Change His Mind.

CHANCE. He’s always wanted to play the Guess Who I Am game!!! His Quirk propels him forward and only ceases once his fingers lock around 🍰 (hiatus) ‘s eyes. Inasa’s giggling is muffled by puffed up cheeks, but only barely.

RESOUNDING WHOOPS AROUND THE CAMPUS.

A MOST PASSIONATE SEASON APPROACHES.

This time— he is consciously giving into the impulse... —DIVES INTO A BARREL ROLL DOWN THE HILL.

|| LOOKING MIGHTY MINUS THERE TODOROKI 👀

His voice comes and goes with the momentum of his rolling. “FIRST—one to— THE BOTTOM— is—A— rotten— EGG!” Because, SURPRISE— there is a pillow of decorated confetti eggs to crash into at the foot of the hill.

In the scribble that constitutes of one large, rolling Shiketsu student, arms are suddenly raised. “IT’S— a— SURPRISE! BAHA—HAHA—HA!!!” There are rotten eggs in the actual bunch. He exclaims that when he’s done cackling.

🌪 🌪 🌪 🌪 — please LIKE ❤️ for a short starter. 🤨

BITES INTO AN ENTIRE, UNCUT WATERMELON.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᴋɪʀɪsʜɪᴍᴀ! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀《切島》 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⍖ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #ᴄʜᴀᴍᴄʜɪ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ + 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⇊⠀ ⠀⇊ ⠀ ⠀

CRONCHES THROUGH THE OUTER LAYER. Hmmmnnnn?????

Why does it SMELL LIKE FREEDOM TODAY?! Oh! It’s the international students! I SEE.

DELIFSHIOUPH!!!! Wan’ biffe?

“GRAAAAAAGH.” He’s inside one of those hurricane simulators, face flapping about unceremoniously.