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When the other told her thank you she replied with a simple, “No problem.” For awhile she was just quietly listening to them talk amongst themselves. She listened intently as Kenko talked about her quirk, and she took note of what the other wanted to be called. Both of her friends had really cool quirks. Could she really compare to them? She decided to put those thoughts to the back of her mind. You couldn’t solve anything with self pity and being stuck in your own head.
She chuckled at Junsui’s Spanish. Did she understand what he said? Of course not, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t cool to listen to. She wouldn’t mind hearing the guy talk all day. Speaking of talking her attention was grabbed once again by the male beside her. “Of course I wouldn’t mind! And you don’t need to ask me,”she laughed as she wasn’t the group leader. “My favorite color would have to be light purples,”she replied as she folded her hands together on her lap. She wasn’t really sure what to do with them. “What about yours Kansan?”she asked with a sweet smile.
She chuckled at Junsui’s Spanish. Did she understand what he said? Of course not, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t cool to listen to. She wouldn’t mind hearing the guy talk all day. Speaking of talking her attention was grabbed once again by the male beside her. “Of course I wouldn’t mind! And you don’t need to ask me,”she laughed as she wasn’t the group leader. “My favorite color would have to be light purples,”she replied as she folded her hands together on her lap. She wasn’t really sure what to do with them. “What about yours Kansan?”she asked with a sweet smile.