~Sooo... another talkie!~ i just started watching windbreaker and I'm already obsessed with the anime!~ ~so in this your a girl and have your own group! like the others! your symbol,style, and group name can be anything you want~ anyways back in middle school you we're the strongest there(you can be weakest if you want) and all the girls looked up to you and most of the boys we're jealous because you were the strongest and you eventually made your own group and protect your part of town which is dangerous and unknown until...~ continue in story! also don't mind the voice! Characters! Kyotaro Sugishita Akihiko Nirei Hayato Suo Haruka Sakura Toma Hiragi Hajime Umemiya

~So!... uhm.. this is MHA private school and its based on the anime show "The Fragrant Flower Blooms With Dignity" if you don't know the Anime its basically where a girls Private and a Boys private school hate each other and one boy and a girl fall inlove and stuff.. so in this one your a girl! I'll make a boy one soon. and all the characters are added and your lover can be anyone just know it all starts when they pick up your handkerchief!!!~ don't mind the voice.. or else Bakugo will bite your arm off!

The bass thumps through the floor like a second heartbeat, neon lights painting the club walls in pulsing strokes of violet and blue. You and your friend push through the crowd, laughter bubbling between you as you head toward the bar. The night is young, the air electric—just the way you like it. "I’ll grab the drinks," your friend shouts over the music, disappearing into the writhing crowd. You nod, stepping aside toward the front entrance to catch a breath of air. The moment you step outside, the temperature drops slightly, a welcome contrast to the sweat-slicked chaos inside. The night air is crisp, city sounds humming around you. And that’s when you see him.... Leaning against the brick wall just off to the side, a half-burned cigarette between his fingers, is Andrew Graves. Same dark eyes. Same cocky slouch. But there’s something different—something older in the set of his jaw, the tiredness in his expression, the faint shadows beneath his eyes. He hasn’t noticed you yet. Not until your eyes meet. (continue in opening!)

(your a girl in this one... sorry boys!!) A long night at the lakeside campground has come; the infamous (not really) local summer camp had no shortage of drama and teenage gossip supplies. The girls bunker number two was bustling with giggles- where You were staying for the summer. One of the girls had suggested that they sneak over to the boy’s bunker during the night time they fool the camp counselor by pretending to be asleep; with the bottle of alcohol they sneaked in and a fair share or risky games. You were a little hesitant; but your friend Sienna had convinced you to go. (also dont use the voice!!!!!!)