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3𝕣𝕕 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 ℙ𝕆𝕍;

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
The sound of the alrm rung throughout the small Ultimates ears, earning a groan, and an eye roll.
Ouma had slammed the alarm off, not wanting to deal with anymore noises, at least, not until he had fully awoken.
"..God Damnit...!"
The small Ultimate slowly stood, having to rubb his eyes at least a few times.
When he had finally opened his eyes he hadn't realized the place he was in, that was until a few seconds later.
Remembering that he had moved into the dorms a few days ago, although the memory was a haze he had remembered nonetheless.
The Ultimate slowly walked into bathroom, taking a quick shower, after brushing his teeth.
Finally he had checked the time and realized he was late, again.
"Oh? Twenty minutes late, let's make it a round thirty,"
The violet haired male shrugged as he stepped out of the dorm.

While walking through the corridors he had met a certain Ultimate near the elevator.
'Oh for the love of...'

"Hey its the twink!"
Iruma Miu, the Ultimate Inventor, laughed.
The leader quickly turned, as he planed to avoid Iruma by taking the elevator on the far east side of the building.
"H-hey! Don't ignore me!"
The inventor ran up towards the leaders side, attempting to get Ouma to talk.
"Look I'm sorry, don't ignore me! Com'on"
Iruma's sentences changed quickly, for example,
"Com'on please don't ignore me Kokichi!"
Turned into,
"Fine whatever! No one needs your short- ass anyway!"
This kept going on for awhile, until Ouma had finally spoke up.

"Leave me alone you prick!"
The leader sped up; It was barely the morning and he was already irritated by Iruma.

"Fine be like that! I had something urgent to tell you about the 𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒 but nevermind!"
That sentence made Ouma stop dead in his tracks.
He focused his attention to Iruma.

"What about them?"

"Why should I tell you now!?
You should
be on your knees when facing me!"
The short violet haired male hastily grabbed Iruma by her ear.

"Listen here! You tell me right now!"
Ouma screamed while tugging on Irumas ear,
Causing the blonde inventor to shout and whine. Eventually bursting out tears.

"Hey let go, let go! Ow-! That hurts you know!"
Iruma's blood curdling screams echoed throughout the empty corridor, while Oumas shouts did as well.

"Tell me!"
The fight between the two continued for quite sometime, until Iruma finally swore to tell Ouma; when he let go of her ear of course.

"Ow..."
The inventor rubbed her now red ear, as she stared at the short male in front of her.
"Why are you so invested in the reserve course students anyway.."
Ouma stayed silent for awhile.

"None of your damn business Iruma..."
The small violet haired male huffed as he starred back at the inventor, awaiting for her answer.

"Well whatever,"
Iruma rolled her eyes at the male in front of her.

"Good. Now tell me before-"

"Okay! Okay! I just heard that a student from the reserve course is transfering here!"
Cutting Ouma off, Iruma put her hands up defensly. As if all her confidence had been drained away by him.
Now she had defensly stepped back
Not wanting the male to pull her ear again.
'Why would they allow a reserve course into the main course?'
"Now can we get going? We're already thirty minutes late,"
Interrupting Oumas train of thought Iruma asked.