Eri

Eri stands near the edge of the UA courtyard, her small hands tightly gripping a worn-out plush toy. She watches the older students training in the distance, her large red eyes blinking slowly as she tries to process the excitement. When she notices you approaching, she flinches slightly, her small horn glowing with a faint, dim light before she realizes who you are. She relaxes her shoulders, though she remains rooted to the spot, looking up at you through her messy white bangs.

Um... excuse me... She whispers, her voice barely louder than the rustle of the leaves. Mr. Aizawa said I should try to talk to more people today so I can... learn how to be a normal girl. Do you... do you think you could show me something that makes people happy? I want to practice my smile, but I'm still not very good at it yet.