summary - [first name]'s first hero lesson! yayyyy! also, sero, kaminari, and mineta make a bet D:
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Mina bounded up to you and looped one of your arms with hers. "Let's go to the locker room! Come on, is it official yet? Are you transferring to our class?"
You shrugged, a little frustrated. "No, they haven't decided yet. I feel like they're stalling on purpose at this point!"
Tooru caught you by your other arm on your other side. "Agh, how do you know Hawks!?" They two girls dragged you away before anyone else could get to you.
"Family friend," you simply said. "We're buddies, ya know?"
"I wish Hawks-sama was my family friend," Tooru fantasized. She then grabbed your tie and held it close to her face. "Hey, this tie looks fami-!" She let out a dramatic gasp that made the other girls turn to you. "This is Hawks' necktie from his gala costume last night!" she screeched, jumping back in shock.
She reminded you of Aina a lot. No wonder they got along so well. By extension, you and Tooru got along well, too. The four of you – Mina, Tooru, Aina, and of course, you, along with Setsuna, and Komori from 1-B – even had a groupchat together where you mainly talked shit about guys in your grade.
Ah, you miss Aina! You didn't even get to see her today! She must be so miserable in class without you... She texted you earlier asking where you were and you didn't even respond yet! Should you respond? Or should you surprise her in class?
"Eh, how did you even recognize it!?" You entered the locker room and took out your hero costume. They already made a new one for you, with a few improvements implemented.
Tooru pulled up a paparazzi picture of Keigo from the gala he attended on her phone and held it up to your chest. "Look, look, Mina-chan!"
Mina gasped, too. "Oh my God! Isn't it, like, 90,000 yen!?"
It was your turn to screech. "N- Ni- Ninety thousand!?" That's way too much for a damn tie!
"Ninety thousand!?!?!?" Ochako gasped, her pink face paling. She had been waiting for her chance to jump into the conversation. "What are you talking about that's so expensive!?"
"Something peasants like us will never understand," Jirou sardonically joked, playfully elbowing you. Jirou was a girl you've been wanting to befriend since the entrance exams.
Even Yaoyorozu looked a bit shocked at the price, and everyone knows she's rich rich. "My father's most expensive tie is only 70,000 yen..."
"Only..."
"I don't think I've ever gotten something that expensive before..."
You and the rest of the girls continued to talk as you walked to Ground Gamma. They kept on complimenting your costume. Most students were already there, few of which you have yet to talk to before. You assessed all of their hero costumes, some of which were kinda ugly, no offense. All the girls had cute costumes, (except Tooru, but that's because she doesn't really have much of a costume), but your favorite of them must've been Ochako's! The colors and silhouette are so cute on her!
Izuku dramatically jumped back when he saw you walk out of the changing rooms surrounded by the other girls. "[nickname]!? I- Is that you!?" He screeched, red. Izuku wanted to pass out. You had shown him your sketch, but he hasn't seen it on you until now! Your costume is skintight, but you look like a real pro! "You... You look... really, really good," he breathily said, covering his face.
You flipped up your helmet's visor, exposing your familiar bug-like eyes. "Yup!! They fixed my costume and made it a little thicker so it's harder to rip like it did when I was with Miruko."
Along with the thicker fabric, there was also a change to your gloves. Instead of just studs, there were full brass knuckles on them. Your boots were also slightly lighter in weight now, because you found that they weighed you down a bit before. Otherwise, it was basically the same as before.
"Ah, you changed a lot over your internship, in a good way!" You resisted the urge to hug him. How you missed those cute green eyes of his! "Ah, I still can't believe you interned with Miruko! N... Not that I didn't believe you could, it's just– Oh, yeah, what was up with Hawks? And your tie, I noticed it was-"
You put a mischievous finger up to your lips and couldn't stop the excited, cat-like smirk from appearing on your lips. Izuku immediately assumed the worst. "[nickname]!!" he quietly stammered, his face glowing bright red. "B... But...! He's! Hawks!?"
"I'll tell you later," you coyly said, holding a finger to your lips. You flinched, feeling a glare on the back of your helmet. You refused to turn around, already suspecting who it was.
'I can't believe bug face fought a villain during the internships while I wasted my fucking time,' Bakugou grumbled. 'In that ugly costume, too.' He was lying to himself. He thought your costume suited you, but he would never admit that. If only you weren't so annoying and weird and confusing. He hated how confusing you were.
"Woah, is that [last name]-chan?" Kaminari breathed out in awe. "Ugh, why does UA have so many cute girls!?"
Sero grinned, patting the blond on the back. "She's out of your league, lil bro."
"Says who!" he whined, pointing an offended finger at the tall boy. "I'll bet you I can get a date with her before the end of the year! I have an irresistible charm that girls just can't resist!"
Ojiro wearily side-eyed Kaminari, who had been playing with his tail. Trying to get a date with you as a bet... None of them will win.
Sero thought it over for a quick couple of seconds, rubbing his chin like a pensive old man. "I think I'll take you up on that offer. Whoever goes on a date with her first wins!"
"Hey, I'll join in on that!" Mineta squealed.
"Huh, do you really think you have a chance, grape!?" Bakugou couldn't help but exclaim. "She's gotta be a hundred centimeters taller than your short ass." He'd take any chance to bully this tiny purple germ.
"GAH! I'm not that short! And I'm still growing, mark my words!!" the grape wailed. "And what if she's into shorter guys? Hey, aren't all of us shorter than her!?"
"I'm not, we're the same height." Sero smirked. "Hey, Ojiro-kun, you two are friends, right?"
Ojiro nodded. "Yeah, why?"
He slyly asked, "Does [last name] like taller guys?"
Ojiro's face flattened, but he gave a nervous chuckle. "I don't know, you should ask her yourself."
"Oh yeah- Hey, where'd Kirishima go?" The three boys spotted Kirishima making his way towards you. "That bastard!"
"Hey, [last name]! Your costume looks super manly!" Kirishima shouted, coming closer as he looked your costume up and down. "I like all the fur!" There was a small pink tint on his cheeks as he spoke to you, and you could sense the way his heart sped up just a bit. Hm.
"Thank you, yours too!" His costume reminded you of Crimson Riot, with the exposed torso and baggy pants. The mask too. You smiled at the boy, keeping your eyes glued to his. You refused to look down, in fear of seeing his abs. You don't want to see that right now. "How are you, Kirishima-kun? You interned with Tetsu-kun, right?"
Tetsutetsu had told you all about Fourth Kind, mainly complaining about picking up trash. Fourth Kind was a hero that had four arms like you. You should ask either Kirishima or Tetsu about how he utilized all his arms, because sometimes your second pair of arms just awkwardly hang by your sides.
He smiled back, exposing his pointed teeth. His teeth were the same as Setsuna's! "Oh, yeah, it was definitely a learning experience. Fourth Kind was really strict, especially with punctuality..." He shivered, thinking about all the times he got punched on the head.
A laugh bubbled past your lips. "Ah, really? Miruko too! Once she poured ice cold water on me 'cuz I woke up late..." You shuddered just thinking about it.
Izuku watched as you interacted with Kirishima, a slight pout on his lips. How are you so extroverted? While he was glad you were making friends so easily, he couldn't help but be jealous. Are you two drifting apart? And you're friends with 1-B too! You even have a nickname for Tetsutetsu...
"Haha, no way!" he laughed. His laugh is cute. "Hey, are you close with Tetsutetsu-kun?" the red-haired boy asked. "He talked about you a lot, you know, so I was just wondering."
Tetsu? Talking about you? A playful grin made its way onto your face as you thought about the silver-haired boy. You're gonna use that to tease him later. "Yeah, we're pretty close. What'd he say about me?" You were curious after all. But, oh my God, what if he was talking shit? No... Tetsu wouldn't do that, would he?
Kirishima slapped his hand over his mouth. Oh crap, he just exposed his bro. "Ah, nevermind, pretend I never said anything!"
You raised a brow in suspicion. "Alright...?"
All Might stood in front of the giant doors leading to Ground Gamma. You've actually never been here before. All of your PE classes take place in a regular gymnasium. I mean, as a General Education kid, you don't really need to learn how to navigate cities while fighting villains. You just play dodgeball and shit. "It's been a while, boys and girls! And Young [last name], as well! I'm pleased to see you here!" he beamed. His teeth were too perfect. They must be veneers.
"I'm glad to be here, All Might," you said, bowing out of respect for the hero. All Might might be a little corny, but still, he's cool.
He nodded, his smile unwavering. "This time, we'll mix in an element of play!" he announced. "It's a Rescue Training Race!"
You stood next to Izuku as he geeked out about All Might's Golden Age costume. Iida rigidly raised his hand. "If it's rescue training, then shouldn't it be carried out at USJ?" the boy asked.
All Might stuck up his index finger. "No, that place is for disaster rescue." He continued to talk about Ground Gamma and grouped all of you together. "This is a competition to see who can come to my aid first!"
You were put into the first group along with Izuku, Ojiro, Iida, Mina, and Sero. As you stood awaiting the signal to start, you overheard the others' conversations with your antennae. "All the students with the most maneuverability are in that group."
"Yeah, if you forced me to pick, I'd say maybe Midoriya's at a slight disadvantage..."
"Frankly, we really don't know how good he is yet," Jirou said to Yaoyorozu.
The taller girl nodded. "I mean, whenever he tries anything, he hurts himself..."
You still don't know Izuku's quirk, or how he got it. You wondered if he had it this whole time and just didn't use it because it hurt him so severely. You wanted to ask, but he already said it's a secret. Should you ask again?
"I say Sero takes first place," Kirishima said, placing his faith in his friend.
Kaminari shrugged. "Ahhh... I can see that, but don't forget [last name]-chan's there. I mean, did you see her save those people on her internship?"
"I say it'll be Ashido! Her motor reflexes are insane!" Mineta argued.
Tooru then spoke up, vouching for you. "[first name]-chan has very good reflexes!"
"I feel like we're forgetting [first name]-san can fly over everything," Shouto said. Thanks for the idea, Shouto!
"Deku's dead last."
You shut your visor and waited for the starting signal.
"START!"
This is too easy! You immediately launched yourself into the air, well above the tricky pipes and buildings, and began to fly to the middle. You quickly dodged something shooting towards you.
"Yo, [last name]!" Sero shouted, shooting more tape at you midair.
"You'll never get me, haha!" You evaded him and reached the middle long before anyone else. "I'm here to save you, All Might!" you exclaimed with a goofy grin, childishly posing like how he would – with your legs in a wide stance and two hands placed on your hips. Your other two hands were raised in thumbs up in front of you.
"Great job, Young [last name]!" the hero grinned, placing a white satchel that said Thank you for saving me on you. "Your time was two minutes and twenty-one seconds! Be proud of yourself! That is a phenomenal time!" He patted your shoulder. You took off your helmet to show him your wide grin.
Sero was second. He took off his helmet and grinned at you, a dribble of sweat trickling down his sharp jaw as he stared at you with admiration. "Man, you're fast!" he praised, running his fingers through his black hair. "Dodged my tape like it was nothing!"
"Thank you!" you cheered, giving him four thumbs up. "You were great too! You have a great quirk!"
"Wow, you're not even out of breath," Ojiro commented through heavy pants, shutting his eyes and cracking his back.
You laughed, making Ojiro and Sero smile. "It's because Miruko beat me up so much."
Iida dropped to his knees as soon as he arrived. He hasn't broken out a sweat from running in a while. "Your speed is incredible," he told you.
"Ah, stop it," you bashfully turned away. "You probably would have beaten me if you weren't injured."
Mina repeatedly stomped her foot. "Ah, darn it!" she huffed.
Sero walked a bit closer to you, gathering the courage to ask you something. "So, [last name]," he began, dragging out his words. "We should-"
"Young [last name] was number one," All Might began, interrupting Sero, "but all of you have learned how to use your quirks more broadly since you first entered the academy!" The more you thought about it, the prouder you became. Haha, you're better than all these hero students! "Now keep at it and begin preparing for End-of-Term exams!"
You wondered if you were going to take the Practical like the rest of the Heroics Course. I mean, you're technically not in it, so probably not. It would probably be better if you didn't take it, actually. These people have been doing hero training for at least three, almost four, months while you've been chilling. You literally started training, like, last month maybe.
"What was that, Sero-kun?"
"Uh, nothing..."
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"Hey, Midoriya," Kaminari started. Midoriya hummed, telling him to go on. "What's [last name]-chan's type? Does she mind shorter guys?"
His face turned red. "W- Well, [nickname] really, really likes Kamui Woods," he admitted. Ugh, why is he asking him?? Does... Does Kaminari like you!? "I don't know why though..."
Sero beamed. "Kamui Woods? He and I are really similar! You see the resemblance, right?" He then shot tape at Kaminari from his elbows with an overly serious expression. "Lacquered Chain Prison!"
Kirishima and Izuku laughed as Iida began to reprimand the boys for messing around in the locker room. They didn't even notice Mineta pressing his round ear to the wall, a shocked expression on his face.
While this was happening, Shouto was deep in thought, sitting on a bench with no shirt on. 'Would it be strange for me to invite [first name] over to my house?'
"You look very contemplative, Todoroki," Tokoyami commented. "Are you having dark thoughts?"
He repeated the question that was in his head, shocking the boys around him. Koda even let out a scandalous gasp.
"Mon Dieu! Todoroki-kun has a crush on that General Studies girl!!"
A crush? Shouto's never thought about it like that before. Is it a crush? Well, what would make it a crush? He'll ask Fuyumi later. But he asked another trifling question that shocked every boy that heard him ask. "Is it wrong to like the same girl my brother likes?"
"Sacre Dieu!"
Satou's face dropped. Is Todoroki saying that he and his brother both have crushes on you!? "Well... Well, I'd say it depends...?"
Shoji let his hand speak for him. "They aren't actually dating though, right? I'd say it's fair play. The girl can decide who she wants." He shrugged. His words were unexpectedly ruthless, but Shouto kept them in mind.
"Midoriya... Is [last name] a..." Mineta pervertedly listened in on your conversation through the hole with a lewd smile. "Does she have a biting kink...?"
"M- M- MINETA-KUN!?!?" Izuku felt like passing out. "What kind of question is that!?"
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"How was your first Hero Training lesson, [first name]-chan? Ribbit?" Tsu asked, removing her goggles.
"Yeah, did you like it?" Tooru asked, shuffling into her skirt.
You took off the fur around your neck and placed it back into your silver briefcase. "It was kinda fun, actually. Like a game. Do you guys always do lessons like that?" You totally thought it would be harder, especially from what Izuku and Ochako have told you. Maybe it's because the lessons that Eraserhead teaches are different from All Might's.
"Oh, there's a lot of variety in our lessons," Yaoyorozu explained, taking out her hair tie. You stared at her cascading black hair. It was so beautiful and shiny, wow. "Sometimes it's rescue training, sometimes it's combat. I must get better at hand-to-hand combat," she quietly added.
"Ah, you're probably fine," you said with a sweet smile. "You did really good at the Sports Fest, y'know." You unzipped your costume and shrugged off the top part.
A blissful aura surrounded her and a baby pink blush dusted her face as she held her cheek in her hand. She gave you an euphoric smile with her eyes angelically closed. "Ah, thank you. You were incredible as well!"
"Hey, what's this?" Tooru asked, poking the healing bite mark from your internship. The purple bruise was still very apparent, and you could see impressions of her teeth very clearly. You slightly winced at the girl's prodding. "Have you been-"
"A bite mark? [first name]-chan, you freak!" Mina screeched. "Y- You... Have you??" she questioned, her face a deep shade of fuschia. "Was it Hawks!?"
"Huh!?!?"
"Wow, I never expected that, ribbit."
Yaoyorozu's skin flushed pink, "Girls what [last name]-chan does in the bedroom is none of our business!"
Ochako unknowingly glared at a blank wall, scared to look at you. Her face was hot pink as she changed out of her hero costume. 'If I turn around, I might see [first name]-chan shirtless...! But I want to see what they're talking about...' She reluctantly allowed herself to turn around and was shocked at a big bite mark between your neck and shoulder. She turned red. "So [first name]-chan is into that kinda stuff..." she mumbled, her mind running all over the place.
"Wow, that's kinky," Jirou snorted, but there was pink on her cheeks too as she twirled her earphone jack around her finger.
Then, it clicked. "Oh my God, no! You guys are so dirty!" you squealed, blood rushing to your face. You facepalmed. "Some random girl bit me while I was on patrol! I didn't... do... that! And definitely not with fucking Hawks!"
Yaoyorozu coughed into her fist, gathering herself. "Ah, of course-"
"Cease at once, Mineta!! Peeping is a flagrant crime!" you heard Iida reprimand from the boys' locker room. "You'll give [last name]-san a bad impression of our class!"
Your antennae then twitched, and you tuned in on the conversation on the other side of the concrete wall. "Yaoyorozu's honkers!! Ashido's figure!! Hagakure's floating panties!! Uraraka's beautiful body!! Asui's surprise tatas!! And you can't forget that new girl's fine ass!!" Huh. Your eyes zoned in on a hole in the wall and you quickly covered it with your hand.
"What the fuck. Hey, Yaoyo-chan, can you make something long and pokey?"
"Hm, what for?" She asked, blushing at the nickname. 'Yaoyo-chan...' She couldn't tell if she liked it better than Yao-Momo. Yaoyo's a bit cuter though.
Jirou walked over to you. "There's a hole?" she muttered, horrified. She then moved your hand and poked her ear jack into the hole, attacking the peeper.
There was a satisfying blood-curdling scream on the other end.
"Thanks, Kyouka-chan," Tooru huffed. You nodded in agreement, outraged that that kid would even think to do something like that!
Yaoyorozu clenched her fists. "How cowardly...!! Quickly, let's plug it up!"
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You finally entered your actual class, 1-C, after what felt like forever. Well, it was actually just over a week, but still! You had taken off Keigo's tie (you hid it in your bag so no one else would notice it was his), restoring your usual casually styled uniform. You beamed at your class as they swarmed up to you, interrupting Midnight's lesson. She didn't mind at all though. Aina pulled you into a tight embrace. "Oh my God! I feel like I haven't seen you in, like, forever!"
"I know, right!? God, I missed you... guys," you added, staring at your classmates. "But mainly Aina-chan," you squeezed her even tighter. You forced yourself into forgetting last night, and it was working.
"Ack! You put on some muscle!"
You glanced towards Shinsou, who had a lopsided grin on his face. Your eyes trailed down his arms, which looked considerably bigger than they did before. His face looked a bit more well rested too, haha. "Hey, Shinsou-kun bulked up too!"
It felt like forever since you've seen him. You missed him badly. "Hey, did you forget I'm still trying to get into the Heroics Course, too? You're taking all my spotlight," he lightheartedly drawled. "I'll get to where you are soon."
You sent him an encouraging grin and wiggled your pointer finger at him. "I know you will."
His cheeks turned pink. Shinsou averted his hard, indigo gaze and rubbed the side of his neck, a nervous habit of his. Fuck, why is he nervous right now? He felt like he was in the closet with you again all those weeks ago.
Yeah, he's jealous of you, but you started out in the General Course like him. It gave him hope. He admired you in a way. He started training with 1-A's homeroom teacher and it seemed to be going well so far. It's definitely hard though.
Aina then looked you up and down. "Hey, did you grow?"
Watanabi had the perfect quirk for this. She stood next to you and her index finger unfurled into a tape measure. She measured you from the sole of your shoes to the top of your head. "179 centis! Take off about 1 centimeter for the shoes and you're about 178!"
Oh wow, you didn't even notice that you grew. You guessed the effects of gravity from you being in the air all the time stretched you out? Okay, that sounds kind of weird.
"Hey, why were you so late today?" Ruyami asked, giving you a slightly stern look.
You coyly glanced to the side with a smug frown, thinking about Keigo. "Just, uh... My bird got sick."
Tanaka then slammed his hand on his desk. "HEY! How was your internship??" He excitedly questioned. "You're the first Gen Ed kid to get an internship, I think!"
"Yeah, who'd you go with?"
"Ah, I saw you on the news!"
"Great job!"
You beamed and began to recount one of your patrols in which you were chasing a teleporting villain throughout Hiroshima. That shit was hard and so tiring. He was kinda just some guy so you didn't even fight him. He was chill though.
And that's what the class ended up being: [last name] [first name] sharing internship stories with her very interested classmates. You were basically a celebrity to them.
During the next class, English with Present Mic, you sensed something flying towards your head and grabbed it out of the air. You slowly brought it to your lap as Shinsou stared at you in awe. 'What the hell?' he thought. He knew your reflexes were crazy, but not that crazy, the fuck? You're actually a cheat. He watched as you haphazardly opened the note and read it. You turned to him and gave him a firm nod and a bright smile.
He softly smiled to himself, glad you said yes.
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After school, the two of you – you and Shinsou – walked into one of UA's sparring areas. Both of you had changed into the ugly PE uniforms. Seriously! They couldn't make them less of an eyesore? You stretched your limbs, staring intently at Shinsou as he did the same. "No quirks?" you clarified.
"No quirks. I won't brainwash and you won't fly, alright?"
"Got it, no wings! What about arms? Antennae?"
Shinsou's face flattened, causing you to laugh a bit. "You can use them, bro. I can't, like, make you not...?" You gave him four thumbs up in response. He assumed a wide battle stance, holding his fists in front of his face.
You then got an idea. "Hey, do you have a blindfold? I wanna try something..."
He shook his head. "Why would I have a blindfold with me? And why do you want one anyways?"
You chuckled. "That would be pretty weird, huh?" A grin appeared on his face. "I need to train my antennae more," you explained. "So I was thinking that I could cover my eyes with something."
"Isn't that a bit too much of a handicap?" he wondered.
You shook your head. "My antennae act as enhanced eyes, ears, and nose, so really, I'm just making it fair." You then covered your eyes with a pair of hands, a childish grin on your lips. "What about this? Should I fight you like this, Shinsou-kun? No eyes and two arms style."
"Do what you want, I just wanna try fighting you." Shinsou rolled his eyes.
"I can feel you roll your eyes, you know... Sassy bitch..."
"Nuh-uh. Now let's start on three."
"3..."
"2..."
"1...!"
Shinsou charged at you, and you swiftly dodged, following your antennae's senses. God, fighting like this felt stupid. It was like fighting while trying to play peek-a-boo. You threw a punch at the body of heat, landing the hit in something squishy and eliciting a pained groan. Shinsou was kinda slow, no offense. "You need to get faster, Shinsou-kun!"
"I'm... trying!" he gutterally grunted. He aimed a kick at you, which would have taken you by surprise if you hadn't sensed it. You grabbed his leg and flipped him over your back. He groaned when his back hit the soft, but firm mat. You uncovered your eyes from your hands and looked down at him with a boasting grin.
"I got better, didn't I?" you gloated, shrugging off your UA track jacket and exposing the black wife beater (wife pleaser) underneath it. You held out your hand, which he gratefully took, and easily pulled him up.
Shinsou stared at your arms. Have you always been this strong? "Damn. That was embarrassing," he mumbled. You just beat him in under five minutes with your eyes closed.
"I'll teach you what Miruko taught me!" you excitedly buzzed. Yeah, she said to keep her training regime and fighting tactics a secret, but Shinsou needs it, haha. "Just, uh, don't tell anyone else, alright?"
He raised a skeptical purple brow. "Sure... But why can't I tell anyone else? Is it some ancient technique or shit?"
"Ancient technique!?" You laughed at that, causing his lip to twitch up. "It's pretty much just common sense, but you have to fight according to your body."
"My body?"
"Weird question, but can I, like, touch you?" He slowly nodded, a pink dust of blush on his face at your words. Why, oh why did you word it like that? You raised his arm and lightly squeezed his bicep, assessing his muscles. He turned even pinker. "Man, you really did bulk up. You've been training, right?"
"With Aizawa-sensei," he admitted, bringing his other hand to his neck. "He talked to me after the Sports Festival and said he wanted to train me, so yeah."
"Eraserhead?" You furrowed your eyebrows. "He's scary. I think he hates me or something, too."
"He does talk a little shit about you," he whispered.
You flinched at that information. "Does he!?"
"No, I lied."
You huffed. "Oh my God, don't lie 'bout things like that!"
He snickered at your reaction. "The one time I mentioned you, he said you had potential. That's all." Eraserhead said something nice about you? Wow. That's kinda sweet... Is he one of those guys who are rough on the outside, but sweet on the inside? Cute. "But about your advice... How should I be fighting?"
You shrugged. "I don't know, you kinda give me judo vibes," you said thoughtfully, assessing him up and down. Your eyes then brightened at a thought. "You should join the MMA club!"
"MMA?"
"Yeah, mixed martial arts! It'll help you figure out your style. Every Tuesday, after school. Do you want to come with me tomorrow?"
"I'll ask Aizawa-sensei." He shrugged and got back into a fighting stance. You continued to spar until you were both panting and lying down on the floor, Shinsou on his back while you were on your stomach. You focused on your breaths, calming yourself down.
You heard a slow series of hard claps, confusing you. You craned your neck over to the entrance of the gym, the silhouette of a man standing there. "Who's that?" You squint your eyes at the doorway.
"Sensei," Shinsou heaved, forcing himself to sit up. He was much more tired than you. Sensei? Oh, Eraserhead. You sneered in distaste.
Eraserhead walked closer, stopping just a few inches short of your legs sprawled across the red mat. He gave you a firm nod of acknowledgement. "Great job, Shinsou. You, too, [last name]. Shinsou, work on your agility. It'll be your best friend on the field. And [last name], you're taking the practical, I assume?"
Wow, he just complimented you. Your brows rose in surprise. "Am I?"
Now that you knew he had a soft spot, he was looking a little more handsome. His voice was so deep, he had loads of sexual appeal! How is he not more popular? Especially since there's a lot of women who like that rugged personality. Maybe it's because he's kind of an asshole...
He shrugged. "Ask Nezu about it if you want to."
"Why should I, though? Take the exam, I mean," you asked the man. What are the pros of taking the practical exam? You're not even in the hero course, it'd be a waste of time to take it. If it were the provisional exams, you would definitely take it though. Being able to fly everywhere sounds great! Wait, now that you think about it, why does Keigo take the plane? He can just fly wherever he wants for free!
Well, flying is pretty tiring though, so you guess it's justified.
"Ask Nezu, I said."
Okay... You tightly pressed your lips together, frustrated by the man's lack of an answer. You can tell he knows, too. You just nodded at him and stood up. "I'll get going then," you said, bowing slightly at the two.
"Wait, [last name]," Eraserhead's nightmarish voice made you stop in your steps.
You slowly met his intimidating dark eyes. "Yes?"
He had his hands stuffed into the pockets of his baggy black pants, which he took something out of. It was a pouch of applesauce, like the ones for kids. How peculiar. He emptied it into his mouth while staring at you and then tossed the empty pouch into a trash bin behind him. Wow, he's just showing off.
"Let's spar."
You blatantly blinked at him. Is he crazy? "Um. No, thank you."
Shinsou snorted at your bluntness.
Eraserhead's left eye twitched. "I need to gauge where you are and whether you're fit for the course."
You already know that you're gonna get your ass handed to you. You glanced towards Shinsou, as if begging him for help, but he only shrugged and nonchalantly averted his gaze elsewhere. Asshole. "There are other ways to do that-"
"I'd rather do it this way." He got into an offensive stance, his hand reaching for his capture weapon. "Shinsou, take notes."
You grimaced. "Please don't. Oh my gosh."
He threw his capture weapon at you, which you swiftly dodged by flying up.
"Keep it up!" he shouted. "Fight to the best of your abilities, treat me like a real villain."
"Can I punch you?" you screamed, still avoiding his capture weapon.
"Would you ask a villain that?" he chided, as if you were stupid.
This went on for a few minutes as you tried to find an opening to attack him. His capture weapon was everywhere! You darted down towards him, your foot jutted out to kick him. He grabbed your foot with his scarf, which was unexpectedly tough. He swung it and slammed you on the ground, forcing you to land on your funny bone. The prickling sensation ran down your arm, annoying you.
You clenched your teeth together and grabbed the scarf and tugged at it as harshly as you could, causing Eraserhead to stumble towards you. You used this moment of weakness to jump up and kick him. He aimed to grab your foot again, but you sensed this, and did a roll in the air so that a palm made contact with the side of his head and another palm made contact with the side of his neck, just below his stubbled jaw, effectively slapping his carotid sinus and knocking the consciousness out of him.
He fell to the floor with a loud thump. Shinsou stared at the unconscious man then at you, his violet eyes wide and his mouth dropped. "What the fuck. How did you do that...?"
You stared at the dropped body. "Holy shit, I was not expecting that to work. Oh my God. I just knocked out a teacher. Oh my God!" You began to panic. "Oh my God, Shinsou, what do we do!?"
"What do we do?" he exasperatedly said. "You knocked him out! How did you even do that! He's a pro!"
You explained to him what an Okinawan slap was. It's a martial arts technique in which you slap one's carotid sinus artery. It basically forces the body to lower blood pressure, making the person pass out. It's really effective, but surprisingly rarely used.
You grabbed the sides of your head with two hands, the other pair frantically thrown in the air. "Fuck! Um, Recovery Girl!"
You and Shinsou carried the teacher to the infirmary. You had two elbows hooked under his armpits, the other two carrying yours and Shinsou's bags, while Shinsou carried his legs. This is crazy. You just knocked out 1-A's teacher, oh my God. Are you gonna get in trouble for this? You hope not! You were just doing what he told you to!
Recovery Girl almost passed out when she saw the two of you carrying in an unconscious Eraserhead. "What happened!?" she urgently asked.
"I knocked him out."
"..." Recovery Girl's wrinkly lips pressed together, a disappointed look in her aged eyes. "Why?"
"He told me to, I swear!" Your hands flung in front of you in defense. Shinsou nodded, backing you up with a small yeah.
...
"What was that," Eraserhead demanded once he regained his consciousness.
"Okinawan slap," you mumbled. "You said to treat you like a real villain..."
He furrowed his brows. "Any more pressure and you could've killed me."
Your eyes widened and you quickly held your hands in front of you out of defense. "No, sir! I mastered these slaps when I interned with Miruko! They're perfectly safe!"
"Mastered?" He couldn't help but smile a bit in amusement. "Well, you surpassed my expectations. I was going easy on you though."
You slightly turned your head and shifted your eyes to give him the nastiest side-glare ever. But since your eyes are fully black, it's kinda hard to tell, sadly. "Sure..."
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idk y my chapters r like 6k words now guys i wanna go back to being a simpleton idek how this ch got so long wtf