"Mornin' kid. You eaten?"
Aizawa walked out of his room. He was basically ready to leave. I was sitting on the sofa,(couch or whatever) looking at my phone.
"Not yet."
He went to the kitchen and returned with food a few minutes later. He got you some (breakfast name).
"We're leaving early today. Reporters have crowded around the school."
"Reporters?"
"Mhm. Big crowd, flashing lights, shouting. That kinda stuff."
"Mob." My voice had lowered.
"No. Reporters."
I hummed and continue to eat.
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"You're like super pretty! Are you in the hero course!?"
"People have said you arrived with one of your teachers, is that true!? Is he a family member!?"
"How is All Might as a teacher!?"
"Excuse me...please." My teeth and fists were clenched.
"Hey, we just want a few answers!"
"And I just want to get to class. Please move."
"We have some treats. You can have some if you answer a few questions!"
You pause in your place.
"Hm? What kind?"
"Uh...cookies?"
"I haven't tried those... What'd you wanna know?"
The reporters smile at each other.
"Now you are a beautiful young woman... why didn't you go to a school for modelling? Hero work?"
"Hmm. Well, I suppose I don't want to see people cry if it's unnecessary. Where I'm from, people live each day like it's their last. I want it to be different for people here."
A cookie was shoved in my hands. I took a bite and my eyes lit up. I hear a few people laugh.
"Have you had any classes with All Might yet?"
"Yeah."
"How was it?"
"Very informative. I enjoyed it."
Another cookie was handed to me. There were a few more questions but one stood out to me.
"You look like the typical pretty princess. If you're meant to save us, we're doomed."
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry girly...but I just don't think you have what it takes to be a hero."
"And what do you know? You have no idea how skilled or unskilled I am. I'd appreciate I if you stopped underestimating me."
The reporter lets out a laugh.
"Okay...okay. Anyone got a lie detector quirk here?"
A woman sticks up her hand and makes her way over to me.
"Can I touch your shoulder?"
"Yes."
"Okay, ask a question."
The crowd had gone quiet. A few clicks of camera's echoed but no one spoke.
"What's your quirk?"
"I don't have one."
The woman nods. The crowd gasps and the one who asked the question smirked.
"Ya, se-"
"However, I'm more than confident in my abilities. In my country, I was to be the next Commander in my military branch."
People laughed. Being a 15-year-old in the military wasn't the done thing here.
"No. She's telling the truth."
The laughs stopped instantly.
"How is that even possible!?"
"Please stop harassing my student. Y/n, follow me." A loud voice rang through the air.
I turned to the side. Present Mic stood there, Aizawa walking towards us both.
"Present Mic! Eraserhead!"
I saluted Mic and walked over to him. He grab my shoulder and guided me through the crowd.
"She's in the military! That'd make such a good story!"
"Please let us ask a few more questions!"
"I'm sorry but she has class. Please leave these children alone. You're stressing them out." Aizawa lazily told them all.
"Am I late to class?"
"No, but you looked like you were about to punch that guy." Mic laughed.
"You can come with us to the teacher's lounge or go straight to class. Up to you." Aizawa sighed
"I think I might help the others get through."
"Seriously? We only just got you out of there."
"Eh. I won't be bribed this time."
"Bribed?"
You pulled out several packs of cookies from your blazer.
"Oh, and I have sweets in my pockets."
Mic laughs and Aizawa drags a hand down his face.
"Hand 'em over. I'll put them in the car."
"Fine...but don't eat them." Mic laughs even harder, reviving a glare from the raven-haired guy.
I give the sweet treats to the man before running back to the gate and helping out however needs it.
There was a girl with bright orange hair.
"Hey! Give her some room!" They turn away from the girl and look at me. They take a few steps towards me but I shove past them. I link my arm through the girl's and help her behind the gate.
"Aha! Thanks! I felt like I couldn't breathe! I'm Kendo, hero course, class 1b."
"No worries. Y/n Ackerman, hero course, 1a."
"Oh, no way! You're the girl who fell through the ceiling with the sand. You were pretty badly injured."
"Um...yes. I suppose I am."
"It was lovely meeting you, I have to get to class though! Talk again sometime?"
"Yes. Okay, that'd be nice."
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Most people had arrived at school by now. I decided I could finally go to class...
"Hey! C'mon, we just want a few answers! This is our job!"
I chewed on a lolly stick and look at the adults with a blank face.
"Perhaps it's time to find a new profession. Maybe one where you don't have to bother children. Please get away from this school and find something else to report."
Big metal walls come crashing down as a reporter tries to enter after me. The hallways were empty of any life so it was quite a peaceful walk. It wasn't long until I made it to the classroom.
I push the door open and walk inside. I throw my rubbish in the bin.
"I thought I put everything away. It's too early for sweats."
"What? I had to have something to get me through the morning."
He rolls his eyes. I made my way to my seat and got ready for the class.
"You're a lifesaver, Y/n! Those reporters sure were intimidating!"
Uraraka gives me a huge smile. I return it, just not as big.
"It wasn't an issue. No need to thank me."
"Listen to her! So modest, not taking credit!"
I smile slightly.
"Good morning, Mina." I hear her laugh.
"Let's get down to business. Our first task...Will decide your future."
'Talk about creating suspense.'
"You all need to pick a class representative."
The class sighed. And then the mayhem began. Most of the kids started to scream different versions of 'Choose me'. I stayed quiet.
"You don't want to be a class rep, y/n?" Yaoyorozu asked.
"I'm not too sure what it is, I'm being honest."
"Class Representatives are elected students who lead a class of their peers, representing them in the school, basically."
I hummed.
"I don't think so."
She nodded.
"I think you'd do well."
She blushed, "Aha...th-thanks, Y/n!"
I chuckled slightly at her reaction and response. From there, I kind of just blocked the conversations out. When I zoned back, there was a piece of paper on my desk.
I looked around the class. They were writing names. My guess was that they were voting.
'Iida.'
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"So Y/n's the class rep? Makes sense!"
A few of my classmates agree. I hear Bakugo mumbling but he doesn't shout.
"Well...I appreciate it but I'm going to have to decline. Being Commander is enough for me. That means it goes to Midoriya, yes? Congratulations, Mr class Rep."
"So noble!" Mina wraps her arms around my neck.
"M-Me!?"
"Him!? All right, idiots! Who voted for him!?" Ah. There was shouting.
Aizawa wakes up from the nap I wasn't aware he was having.
"All right, the class rep is Midoriya. And the deputy is Yaoyorozu."
The boy was shaking like a leaf. It was quite a funny sight.
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(I'm sorry but I really wanna get to a fight scene lmaoo)
I sat at the table with Midoriya, Iida and Uraraka.
"You're not gonna eat anything, Y/n?"
My head slammed down on the table and a hand flew to my stomach.
"I think...I had too many sweets this morning."
"Are you okay, my queen?"
"Um...what'd you call me, Mina?" A bead of sweat rolled down my face.
"You feel ill? Let me take you to Recovery Girl."
"Uh...hey, I'm good."
I turn to her usual table.
"Sorry about her! She found a pack of cookies in Mr Aizawa's desk!"
I smile at them but inside just was angry. That damn teacher stole my cookies! Mina was jumping around. She was very hyper. I sigh and stand. With one arm, I lift her. Her face turns even more pink than usual.
"Woah. You're strong." Her arms wrap around my neck.
"I think you've had too much sugar."
I set her down in what I guessed was her seat. She whines and lowers her head.
"Can you sit with us?"
I sigh for the...I don't know I'd lost count.
"Tomorrow?"
The table cheers.
"Better keep that promise!" Kaminari makes a fist. I laugh a bit.
"I will. I need to go back to the others for now."
They nod and wave.
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"We were talking about who we voted for! Who did you choose, Y/n?" The three of them look at me while I sit back down.
"I voted for Iida."
The boy blushed and stuttered out a 'thanks'.
"Th-thank you, Y/n. M-may I ask, why?"
"Oh. Well-"
A blaring alarm cuts me off. All of the students start to panic. Midoriya grabs my hand and runs when he notices that I wasn't moving.
"C'mon, Y/n! We need to leave!" He shouts over the crowd. Suddenly, he gets pushed forward causing his grip on my wrist to loosen. One more push and he was caused to let go.
"Uh...Midoriya? Are you okay!?"
I hear a muffled 'alright'. A few people pushed forward causing 2 people to fly into me. I land on the floor with a grunt. My hair clung to my face. It was getting hot.
'I have no idea what's going on... Trampled by a crowd. I always thought I'd die to Titans.' I smirked.
"Move. You're about to crush her."
Two hands wrap around my body and pill me to my feet. I look over my shoulder and see familiar white and red hair.
"Thank you, Todoroki." He nodded at me.
"I think it's okay for you to let go now."
He looked down and blushed. His hands flew back to his sides. When he looked back up, I had already ran. To where? He didn't know. Well, neither did I.
The halls were empty. The alarm and students' shouts became distant. I ran, hoping to find a teacher or someone that could explain what was happening.
'Dammit Nezu. You didn't explain this...'
A tall figure walked ahead of me. I could see some light blue hair and plain black clothes.
"Uh.... excuse me?"
The figure stopped moving and so did I. They took off in a sprint.
'Slightly suspicious.' I ran after them. It didn't take long for me to catch up. Just as I was about to grab the back of their top, mist appeared. I jumped back. The person had disappeared into it. I stood there, mouth wide.
I pulled a lolly from my pocket and shoved it in my mouth.
'I should most probably let the cookie thief know.'
I ran through the halls once more. I spotted him and Mic through a window. They were a floor below me, talking to reporters who had apparently stormed the school.
There's only one sensible way to get to them.
Jump.
I pulled open the window and balanced. There was a tree but its branches didn't look too sturdy. I jumped on it as quickly as I could before hopping to the next one. I did it a few times before jumping to the floor just in front of my teachers. They stare at me as I wipe any bark from the trees, off my hands.
"I believe I told you to get away from this school, no? Or did your silly cameras stop you from hearing?"
"Listen, we just want to talk to All Might."
"No, I believe you are the ones that should be listening. You've been told to leave. There's a reason for that. Inside, you've created chaos. If one of those students gets hurt...Well, who do you think is at fault?" I let out a chuckle and look at my feet.
"Would you be okay with that? Perhaps I should do my own report. 'Reporters responsible for multiple children's injuries.' Could you imagine the backlash? Are you willing to take that risk?"
'Thank you, Erwin, for helping me to speak in public...'
"Police will be arriving shortly. Leave, before you get in more trouble than necessary..."
Their eyes were wide. I wasn't lying, children really could've gotten hurt in that crowd. It'd be their fault. All because they were so needy. One by one, they start to turn and walk away. They sped up when police sirens sounded.
"Damn kid."
"Shut up. I'll kill you."
"Huh!?"
"You took my cookies!"
"Shit....how'd you find that out!? I hid them well!"
"Uhoh...Aizawa's in trouble~"
"Anyway...can we talk with Nezu later. It's about the intruders."
He agreed, seeing as my mood shifted so suddenly.
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Nothing happened after lunch. Midoriya gave up his role and passed it over to Iida. Then we had lessons. School had already ended. Aizawa and I were walking down UA's empty halls.
"All the teachers will be there, too. Just so you know."
"That's okay."
Just as said, teachers were all gathered around a large table. On the very end was Nezu and the chair on the opposite end was empty. Aizawa nudged me to that chair and he went to sit on one of the chairs on the sides. I didn't sit down just yet.
"Shall we begin?"