6:17 P.M. || Mustafu, Japan || Forest Training Camp
After another day of hard work and hellish training, Class 1-A came back to eat the feast of food the Pussycats prepared for them.
"The air conditioner is fixed." A familiar monotone voice said, making Midoriya look up. There she was. Y/N was standing next to the Tiger.
"Huh? Y/N?"
"Midoriya, sir." She greeted.
"Oh, Y/N, you're here too?" Iida asked.
"Yes, Iida, sir."
"Why are you here?" Todoroki asked, curiously.
"I'm doing maintenance." She answered.
"Oh! I remember you three! From the mall." Mandalay called out coming over.
"Oh, yes." Midoriya smiled sheepishly. Talking to a hero is still so awesome.
"Man, Y/N!" Pixie-Bob pouted. "How come you have a boyfriend and I don't?!"
"Which one of them are you referring too?" Mandalay asked.
"Wait... Y/N. Do you have multiple boyfriends?!" Ragdoll asked getting excited.
"What do you expect of someone with Y/N's beauty?" Tiger asked.
The four students of U.A. stood there with different reactions. Iida and Todoroki has a small tint of pink, but sweatdropped at their childish assumptions. Midoriya was too red for his own good. Y/N was super confused and lost; she didn't understand at all.
"What is 'boyfriend'?" She asked.
"It's someone that's a boy and you really love!" Ragdoll explained.
"Hmm... I do not understand love yet. That is why I want to become a hero." She said, earning Todoroki's and Iida's looks of interest. They've never heard her goal before. Midoriya smiled remembering how determined she was to accomplish it.
"That's such a Y/N reason!" Pixie-Bob laughed. The Pussycats laughed.
"Don't worry, Y/N, when you discover love, we'll make sure that your boyfriend's buff!" Ragdoll teased.
"Alright then." Y/N agreed, earning the three boy's shock. She walked away.
"I think she'll like this boy more." Pixie-Bob declared, setting her hand on Todoroki's shoulder. Todoroki turned pink slightly. When would he get to escape this really awkward conversation?
"Are you sure? I think she'd like the one with the green hair more!" Mandalay added in, making Midoriya's face explode in red. "See the reaction?"
"Wha-I..No! I- we...I- um...!" He struggled to talk.
"Nah, I think it'll be the glasses kid." Tiger added, pointing to Iida who was tiptoeing away from the group.
6:19 P.M. || Mustafu, Japan || Forest Training Camp - Dining Table
"Hey! We haven't got a chance to talk yet! Come sit with us!" Toru Hagakure exclaimed as her and Mina Ashido grabbed both of Y/N's arms, ready to drag the teen over to their table.
"Yeah! Yeah! Come on!" Mina added.
"Alright then." Y/N agreed, not having much of a choice.
"Great!" Mina shouted, excitedly.
6:21 P.M. || Mustafu, Japan || Forest Training Camp - Girls Dining Table
"So you are in the Gen Ed class? I'm Kyouka Jirou." Jirou introduced herself with a smile.
"Nice to meet you. I am future hero, Y/N Evergarden." Y/N added, even though she already introduced herself to the whole group.
"So! You sure talk to the boys a lot, Y/N! Do you like any of them~?" Mina asked with a smirk.
"Mina!" Momo scolded.
"Come on! You know it too! They mention her tons of times! Even Bakugo even if he's just calling her an extra! She has to have a connection with someone!" Mina retorted.
"..." Y/N looked at her hands in silence.
"Look, you're making her uncomforta-"
"I think so." Y/N answered.
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"You mean it! With who?!"
"Well, I do talk a lot with Midoriya, sir and Todoroki, sir. Iida, sir too. Uraraka too, but you said mal-"
"No, no, that's not what she means, Y/N." Jirou told her, putting her hand on her arm.
"Oh."
"She means are you in love with anyone!" Hagakure corrected.
"I do not understand what love is." Y/N replied.
"Wha-"
"Well, we understand Y/N. RIGHT Mina?" Momo said, giving her a look.
"Alright..."
Now that that's settled, Y/N wondered if she could get her ice right now.
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Fanfiction⤷ ❝𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎?❞ ⤷❝𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒.❞ All her life Y/N felt like she was nothing other than someone's emotionless tool. An empty killing machine. No matter what...