Hives Burning Glow

Girls chatter with each other as they change into their school's gym uniform; a royal blue top and bottom sweat suit. White lines up the legs meet with a crossbar on the stomach to form an A while a U sits across the collar of the jacket and goes up over the shoulders.

A short girl with cropped purple hair and ear lobes dangling into an auxiliary jack softly shuts her locker door with a snap. She fiddles with the zipper of the jacket, zipping it up to midway. When she turns to face one of her classmates, she hears a faint giggle. Her nose scrunches and glances between the other girls around her. No one's currently laughing.

She turns back to her locker. It's the last on the left on the right side of the room with a couple of feet gap between it and the back wall. Posters adorn the wall along with a monthly calendar. Jiro Kyoko glares at the posters and hears another giggle coming from what sounds like the next room over. Which would be the boys locker room. Next to the tack of a poster with a famous singer saying an inspirational quote she spies a nickel sized hole.

"What the…" She mumbles.

"What did you say Jiro?" A dark haired beauty named Yaoyorozu Momo questions from next to her, shutting her own locker.

"There's a hole in the wall next to this poster." She gestures to it, kneeling down in front of it and leaning forward.

Peering through the small hole, she's met with an eye staring back at her. She gasps and tumbles back, landing on her butt.

"Jiro! Are you all right?" Yaoyorozo kneels down next to the purple haired girl and gingerly touches her shoulder. The girls still left in the changing room quiet down, turning towards the commotion the two girls were making. Jiro's eyes are wide and her teeth are gritted.

She points to the hole. "Someone's on the other side, and they were watching us!"

The rest of the room makes noise, a mixture of horror and surprise. Protests and words of fear fill the room.

"We should tell the teacher!" a voice cries out above the rest. There's hums of agreement as Yaoyorozu pulls Jiro to her feet.

"Let's go, quickly." The tall, creationist quirk user states and makes for the door. The others follow suit.

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"Sensei, can we talk to you?" Yaoyorozu stood tall in front of the small pack of girls, shoulders straight and chin held high. Currently, the most confident one out of the girls. Her sense of justice shining through.

"What is it?" The tired man with his nose tucked into his scarf question, unmoving from his location in front of the rest of the class that had made it out before the small cluster of girls had.

She crosses her arms over her chest and shifts her weight to one leg. The brunette's cheeks flush a deeper pink and Jiro rubs the back of her head.

Yaoyorozo says it bluntly, "We think one of the boys was watching us change."