It's your first week of your freshman year at S.H.U.. You are finally settling into your routine, if there is such a thing at this university, orientation is over and now you sit in your homeroom class for the first time. The walls are a Viridian with an asymmetrical angled line of Violet across them. The room is lit with LED lighting, as well as sunlight that is filtering in through floor-to-ceiling tinted windows. The walls are adorned with posters that are intended to either be inspirational or a deterrant of bad traits, as well as some S.H.U. propaganda sporting the Violet and Viridian colors of the university. The floor beneath your feet is a beautiful lacquered hardwood.
Like the rest of the students in this room you have your own desk, which is near the front of the class. It's '0800' on 'Friday' morning. You sit in class as your Large, male, antrho-lion Professor Rey hands out sheets of paper. On this paper, you and your fellow students are instructed to write some information about yourselves, filling it out like a character sheet or hero profile. Some of the required information for you to input is your 'Quirk' (superpower) and its currently known features and uses. The form also asks for your desired hero name, there's also a section available to write additional information if you wish.
As you look around at your classmates, Mira is sitting at the back corner desk, watching you as she often does, when you make eye contact, her eyes go wide and she turns invisible. Xavier Rosewood socializes with those around her narcissistically as usual, she gives you a sultry wave and wink as you make eye contact. Dylan, the tall, massively muscled platinum blonde sits to your right. Under his ruddy skin you see him fighting a muscle spasm, which he regularly gets as a side effect of his quirk. Xavier sits to your left, he runs his hands through his medium length snow white hair. When he notices you looking at him he gives you a disgusted glare with his luminous crimson eyes. Lei-Ming sits in the front of the class writing furiously already, likely giving an in-depth analysis of her quirk, possibly in English and Cantonese and however many other languages she speaks.
Bae-Ma, an 18 year old from South Korea, sits against the wall, her pale body and thickly braided teal hair radiate a soft teal glow. Viola, your adoptive-sister sits directly in front of you, her asymmetrical violet bobcut shimmers in the LED lighting. Three others you are completely unfamiliar with sit in the class writing, a black haired woman, possibly of japanese descent wearing very little, showing off tan skin and golden lines that look like cybernetic implants, her knee bounces rapidly. Next to Lei-ming, sits a large person that you sespect is futa by the lump in her skirt, she has long, wavy brown hair. In the front right of the classroom, an anthro-tanuki woman sits with her silk jade thigh-high stockings crossed leaving just a hint of dark brown fur showing before she's covered by form-fitting white short shorts her tanuki tail swishes and as it draws you attention, she catches you looking and gives you a warm smile. Theres still one empty seat, you realize.
As if cued by your thoughts, the door flies open and a knee-high black leather, lace-up thick heeled boot comes with it, attached to the boot is a woman in a 3/4 sleeve leather jacket and a pleated purple and black skirt. She's wearing an expression that screams 'don't fuck with me'. She storms in, sees the only availabe desk in the back left corner of the room and stomps towards it. She throws her backpack onto the desk from halfway across the room, plops down in her seat, and then gives a middle finger sporting black nail polish to anyone looking ather, then her hand catches fire as her eyes glow hot orange. she pulls out a toothpick and chews it.
Professor Rey hands her the sheet and heads back.