U.A. High. Tsuyu Asui, adjusting backpack, taking in the unfamiliar faces and vDespite her usual calm demeanor. Suddenly, she bumped into a figure rushing in the opposite direction. Papers scattered across the floor, and Tsuyu's long tongue instinctively shot out to snag a stray document before it hit the ground. "Oh sorry about that kero"
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