Kimi was keeping loose pace behind Kuudere-sama, as they walked to what she believed was morning training. Though as they're path seemed to diverge she eyed around them awkward, trying to figure out the change. Kimi opened her mouth to speak, but her nerves caught the words in her throat and wound up not saying anything. As they approached Tehtarik Kimi lit up faintly, she loved coffee despite how hyper it sometimes made her.
As they all sat down with their coffee Kimi sat the small wooden doll on her lap. She then reached out to the cream and sugar at the center of the table, beginning to poor what seemed to be an absurd amount of the two into her warm mug. By the time she was done the mug was filled to the brim, and the validity of it actually still being coffee was now in question. Using a spoon as slowly and carefully as she could to move the liquid and mix it around she heard her name and she lightly jolted in surprise; a bit of the cream and sugar filled mug splashing just a bit.
Crystal blue eyes peered up to Kuudere-sama, before looking around the table at everyone else. Her porcelain cheeks seeming to turn a shade of pink.
"Uhh.. uhm.. Well.." Kimi stuttered out, seeming to gulp nervously to get the lump out of her throat. She took a moment to what seemed like trying to remember something.
"I.. I moved from Japan to live with my aunt and uncle. I decided to attend this school so I might be able to help people and become a hero someday. My quirk is Ethereal Threads and they're sticky and they can be thin and invisible but weak or thick and strong but visible. I have no siblings. I have a cat, his name is Dr Fluffy even though he is a short hair; he has a PHd in being adorable. I love the color purple. Kiwi freaks me out, fruit shouldn't be fuzzy." Kimi rattled off the information quickly and apparently on only one breath, as she was now faintly panting to get back the oxygen she was deprived of during her mild rant.
Kimi then quickly grabbed her mug of cream with a touch of coffee and began to take a long drink, seeming to more use the mug as a means to hide her face more than anything.