"Let me see, if I get a running start; I may be able to leap safely to the ground. But I have to calculate the trajectory, as well as the momentum I'll need", Midoriya began one of his famous muttering sessions. As he quietly talked to himself, he remained blissfully unaware that a few classmates had trodded in. Two of them were walking towards his desk.
As Midoriya finished his session, he was covered by a shadow; an enormous butt was descending upon him. Before he could dodge it, it'd already come on him. Midoriya could only wait for class to start, hoping whoever was sitting on him would go to their own seat at that point. After a few minutes, whoever was sitting on him had stood up; and to his horror, Midoriya was stuck between the cheeks of his unknown, unaware captor.
As said captor walked off, Midoriya heard someone call out.
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