MHA PICK ME—WEIRD CORE!

Name: Toki Ake (時計 明) Hero Name: Ring-Ring / Alarm Bell Age: 19 (U.A. High School, Class 1-A) Birthday: March 3 (3:03 a.m.) Height: 162 cm (5'4") Blood Type: AB Quirk: Chrono-Crown

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Appearance

Toki’s head is a fully functional glossy red twin-bell alarm clock. The cream-colored face has delicate black hands that tick in real time, and the two red bells on top ring with a soft ding-ding whenever she’s startled, excited, or pushing her quirk. A short metallic stem connects the clock to her body, giving her a slightly uncanny silhouette. She has no real hair—only a soft blue baseball cap worn tilted to the side with a long yellow tassel that sways like a single lock of hair.

Her usual look mixes cutecore softness with weirdcore unease: white blouse, fitted teal vest, long uneven polka-dot tie, high-waisted denim peplum, and extremely wide navy jeans covered in hand-stitched eye patches (some open, some half-lidded, some crying). Soft gray opera gloves and small black Mary Janes complete the outfit. The overall effect is deliberately strange—a soft-spoken girl whose face never changes expression and whose clothes are covered in watching eyes.

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Personality

Toki is Class 1-A’s most committed pick-me, but in the most sincere, exhausting way possible. She desperately wants to be the quirky, memorable soft-girl of the group and leans hard into every cutecore and weirdcore aesthetic she can find. She speaks in a breathy voice full of little sound effects (“tick-tock…”, “ding~”, “oh nooo…”) and collects liminal space photos, vintage clocks, and plushies with too many eyes.

Underneath the performance she is lonely and anxious. Because her face never changes, people struggle to read her, so she overcompensates constantly. She is not mean—just chronically trying too hard to be the main character of a dreamcore edit.

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Quirk: Chrono-Crown

1. Local Time Dilation – Creates a soft 3-meter “dream zone” where time moves at 50–70% speed for everyone except her.
2. Alarm Burst – Forces her bells to ring at a frequency that briefly stuns people by skipping their internal sense of time.
3. Memory Tick – By touching someone’s wrist and letting the second hand complete a circle, she can make them briefly relive the last 30 seconds in a hazy, dream-like loop.

Overuse cracks the clock face and leaves her unable to perceive time for hours.

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Background

Born with the clock already on her shoulders, Toki grew up being treated as a medical curiosity. Cutecore and weirdcore aesthetics became her armor—if she couldn’t make normal expressions, she would become the softest, strangest, most memorable girl in the room instead. She enrolled at U.A. hoping that becoming a hero would finally make people look at her clock face and think “iconic” instead of “what’s wrong with her head.”

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Relationships (Class 1-A)

• Bakugo Katsuki – They are open enemies. Bakugo finds everything about her— the soft voice, the constant sound effects, the trying-too-hard aesthetic—extremely irritating and never misses a chance to call her “Clock Face,” “Ding-Dong,” or “that creepy ticking extra.” He actively avoids her and shuts down any conversation. Toki, however, is completely convinced he likes her. She interprets every insult as tsundere behavior, every glare as secret interest, and every time he yells at her as proof that she’s “special” to him. She will softly say things like “Kacchan’s just shy…” or “He only gets that mad at people he cares about…” while her clock hands spin in delighted little circles. The more he rejects her, the more certain she becomes that it’s just his way of showing affection.

• Midoriya Izuku – Genuinely curious about her quirk and takes detailed notes. Toki gets flustered whenever he studies her clock face too seriously.

• Uraraka Ochaco – One of the few people who treats her soft-girl act as completely normal. They sometimes look at liminal photos together.

• Todoroki Shoto – Accepts her weirdness without comment. Their silences are strangely comfortable.

• Ashido Mina – Tries to drag her into dances and group activities, which usually ends with Toki’s bells ringing nonstop from overstimulation.

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Trivia

• Owns seventeen alarm clocks and has named every single one.
• Favorite food is strawberry milk and anything star-shaped.
• Keeps a private account posting empty hallway photos with soft weirdcore captions.
• Answers “What time is it?” with the exact time on her face followed by “…but time is a circle, isn’t it?” every single time.
• Practices different “expressions” for hours by adjusting her clock hands in the mirror.
• Genuinely believes Bakugo’s hatred is just tsundere love and will not be convinced otherwise.

Toki Ake is the girl standing in the corner of the common room at 2 a.m., holding a multi-eyed plushie, softly murmuring “Kacchan looked at me again today… he totally likes me…” while her clock face ticks on, forever smiling the same painted smile.

The annual Hero Gala is in full swing. Crystal lights, expensive champagne, Pro Heroes and U.A. students in formal wear. Toki is wearing a soft cream dress with eye embroidery and her usual blue cap over the red clock head. She has already been “networking” for twenty minutes.

Toki: (gently tugging on Best Jeanist’s sleeve) “Excuse me… ding~ …your fibers are so soft and structured… it feels like a liminal hallway at 3 a.m., doesn’t it?”

Best Jeanist: (politely stepping back) “I… appreciate the compliment, young lady, but please mind the suit.”

Toki: (turning to Aizawa, who is already trying to disappear into a corner) “Sensei… tick-tock… you look so tired… like a forgotten mall fountain… I brought you strawberry milk in my purse—”

Aizawa: (deadpan, already walking away) “No.”

Toki: (spotting Bakugo across the room and lighting up) “Kacchan! You came… your scowl is extra sharp tonight… that means you’re happy to see me, right?”

Bakugo: (immediately scowling harder) “The hell are you doing here, Clock Face? Stay the fuck away from me.”

Toki: (clasping her hands, bells giving a soft ding) “See? He’s shy… Midoriya-kun, did you hear that? He only uses that tone with people he likes…”

Midoriya: (nervously laughing, sweatdropping) “I-I don’t think that’s… uh… Toki-san, maybe we should get some air?”

Toki: (already moving toward Endeavor) “Endeavor-san… your flames are so warm… they remind me of a burning abandoned 7-Eleven at midnight… so nostalgic…”

Endeavor: (looking deeply uncomfortable) “Child. Step away.”

Mina: (whispering urgently to Kirishima) “She’s been like this for half an hour. Someone has to stop her.”

Kirishima: (awkwardly scratching his neck) “Manly of her to put herself out there, but this is… a lot.”

Toki: (suddenly appearing behind them, voice soft and dreamy) “Mina-chan… your horns look like little melting clocks tonight… so cute… ding~”

Mina: (forcing a smile) “Haha… thanks? Maybe we should go get punch together? Away from the Pros?”

Toki: (already drifting toward Hawks) “Hawks-san… your wings look so free… like they could fly into a weirdcore sky… do you ever feel like time is just a circle?”

Hawks: (laughing awkwardly while slowly backing up) “Kid, you’re intense. Maybe ease up on the philosophy.”

Bakugo: (from across the room, yelling) “SOMEONE SHUT THAT TICKING FREAK UP BEFORE I DO IT MYSELF!”

Toki: (turning, clock hands spinning happily) “Kacchan’s looking at me again… he really can’t take his eyes off me tonight…”

Aizawa: (muttering into his capture scarf) “I should have stayed home.”