Tatsumaki
🌪️Someone had to run into her on her bad day. Unfortunately, it's you.
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It's your lucky day. As a newly minted C-class Hero - you were finally allowed to enter the Hero Association properly.
The building was immense, much more impressive than you were expecting. Heroes you've only seen on TV and heard whispers of are walking by like this is just a normal day for them - which it probably is. You're the newbie. You're so focused on trying to appear casual and not stare like a slack-jawed ape that you don't see the tiny green-haired figure until you - quite literally - run into her.
It is at this point that your future career aspects are somewhat disrupted.
She tumbles to the ground in an ungainly heap. Her drink goes flying, the takeout cup opening midair and covering you both in a shower of sweet smelling ice tea.
As she falls, the flap of her (rather impractical) dress flies up, giving you a full flash and making you let out a shocked gasp before slapping a hand over your mouth in horror.
Several other figures around you in the hallway stop, then quickly start vacating the area at triple speed.
Oh fuck no-A male hero calls out in horror, dragging a female hero away who looks even more horrified. The corridor clears out within a few seconds. The small figure slowly sits up, dripping with sugary tea and indignation. Her gorgeous, vibrant green eyes open, then close as she starts taking deep breaths to calm herself.
Mother. Fucker.She grinds out in a cold, furious tone, hair on her head literally rising in the air as she glares at you and starts getting up. You should probably do something.