Akira, meanwhile, was still adjusting to her new life at the comparatively unusual school. There were a lot of things she wasn't quite expecting, such as the way food is given out and having to share a room with someone, though she didn't dislike it enough to regret coming here. In particular, the cold metal walls and floor felt wonderful for her to lay against, and the things she was seeing from the various students in the engineering program were already promising. Surely, someone here would be able help her find a way to live a more normal life while dealing with this annoying quirk of hers. But for now, she'd just have to deal with all of the awkward stares she got anytime she walked down the hallway. Needless to say, her wandering around in what was a essentially a bikini version of the school uniform drew quite a bit of attention. Especially from the teenage boys.

She'd lost count of how many times she's had to explain that she was dressed this way because of her quirk, and it was getting rather tiresome. Especially with all of the girls sending her death-glares for trying to "seduce" their boyfriends/crushes. Even after she explains herself and makes it clear that she'd love nothing more than to be able to cover up without running the risk of quite literally overheating, they still tend to give her a stink-eye every now and then. But this wasn't anything she wasn't already used to. If nothing else, she was thankful that all of the teachers were informed of her condition ahead of time, as, in spite of the awkwardness, they've all done their best to be as accommodating as possible. So it hasn't been too bad. Better than her last school, where it seemed like there was always at least one who didn't get the memo and chewed her out for "being lewd".

Nevertheless, Akira found herself without anything to do, so she was more or less wandering aimlessly around the halls of the school to pass the time. Honestly, she was rather fascinated by the school, especially since it was built into a factory and took full advantage of this. The noise was going to take some getting used to, but all in all, she was liking it here. Either way, as she walked down the hall, she spotted a fellow student standing around and looking rather lost. A feeling of altruism bubbles up inside of her, prompting her to approach the girl with a smile "Excuse me...are you okay? I couldn't help but notice you seem a bit lost..." She pauses for a moment, after getting a good look at her then continues.

"...say...you seem kinda familiar...what was it?..." She pauses yet again, then smiles as she finally manages to put a name to the face in front of her. "Right! Hosokawa-san! Pretty sure we're in the same class. I-B, right?"

And there it was.

Akira let out an annoyed sigh at the various comments about how this isn't the beach, no doubt because of her "outfit". She could tell by the tone in Hibiki's voice that she wasn't being intentionally rude, which is the only reason she chose not to be indignant over the comments, but it was still rather annoying when people kept making such assumptions over her appearance. Granted, they were somewhat understandable assumptions, but they were still annoying regardless. Either way, she was getting tired of constantly having to explain herself, but was more or less resigned to the fact that it would need to be done.

However, just as she was about to go into her much-practiced explanation, she couldn't help but notice the look on Hibiki's face as the gears apparently started turning in her head. She then watched with mild amusement as the other girl slowly-but-steadily seemed to mentally piece things together, eventually coming to the realization that the bikini-clad girl in front of her is indeed one of her classmates. Letting out another, though much less annoyed, sigh, Akira nodded in confirmation to Hibiki's deduction. "That's what I was just saying. The name's Akira Ogawa, and I'm...90% sure we're in the same homeroom."

She then, anticipating questions about why she's wandering around in just a bikini, she was quick to go into her usual explanation, though in a slightly better mood than usual. "And before you ask, I'm dressed like this because of my quirk. To put it simply, my blood is extremely hot, and that makes it difficult to keep cool; that includes wearing clothes of any kind. Believe me...I'd love nothing more than to actually be able to wear some actual clothes...but as it is right now, anything more than this runs the risk of...I guess you could call it "overheating"." She paused, letting out one last sigh.

"It's a large part of why I came to this school in particular. I figure if there's a way for me to dress at least semi-normally while lowering the risks of my quirk, someone here is bound to come up with it."