"A-are you sure you should be walking around..."
"Yes."
"There's no point in trying to convince him otherwise, Rie," Present Mic placed a finger to his lips as he finger-gunned at the pair, falling dismal as the man shot him a dark glare, "he's stubborn."
"No, I'm not."
The walk back to the classroom was... awkward, to say the least.
"How's your brother?"
"H-he's good... business is going well..."
The conversation stopped as they ended up in front of the classroom, sliding the door open as her classmates' jaws dropped, the girl walking through and greeting her classmates first, knowing that Aizawa had let her in first and go ahead of him.
"I had some middle schoolers tell me not to worry about it," whined Sero.
"Don't worry about it," spoke Tsuyu, the girl covering her mouth to muffle her laughter as the boy cried out. Todoroki spared a glance at her as she set her bag down, gazing over at him with a quizzical expression, "oh, Rie, you're back."
"Hey," she greeted simply, turning back to the dual-haired boy and raised a brow, "did you want to say something?"
"How are your... lungs..." after saying the sentence aloud, the boy suddenly realized how stupid it sounded; thankfully, the girl brushed it off, claiming that she would be fine as long as she didn't overuse her Quirk. Feeling someone's eyes peeled on her, she swivelled around to face Iida staring back down at his desk as he recalled what his brother had informed him the last time he visited him.
"We'll be having a Hero informatics class," Aizawa drawled as he came to a stop behind the podium, the class rising into an uproar as he pushed a button, "code names. You'll be coming up with Hero Names."
They started cheering, the assassin groaning and resting her head on her desk.
She wasn't the one to come up with the name 'Poison Dart'; it was strange, really... she didn't even use poison in her assassinations or any other substance for that matter. One possible reason why she could have earned that name was that she had a similar aura to that of a snake when she assassinated people so that could explain the 'Poison'... she threw her knives and weapons like daggers and darts... so she guessed it was fitting?
"This goes back to the Pro Hero drafts I mentioned the other day; the drafts in the second and third-years after students have gained experience, they can become immediate assets to the Pro Heroes... in other words, for them to extend offers to you first-years shows that they are interested in your future potential."
He pushed a button, numbers appearing on the blackboard.
Rie: 6,309Todoroki: 4,123
Bakugo: 3,556
Tokoyami: 360
Iida: 301
Kaminari: 272
Yaoyorozu: 108
Kirishima: 68
Uraraka: 20
Sero: 14
"Huh?! But I/she didn't even participate!" the class exclaimed, her bulging eyes met her homeroom teacher's dark eyes, sending her a mental message as she nodded silently, understanding why. It's because they all know of your... Villainous... personality... and strive to want to see the best out of you. They all want to see you become a grand Pro Hero, and they all see your potential... they want to help you discover that you can be a Hero, Rie. It all depends on you.
"These are the number of requests that each student received; keeping these results in mind, whether anyone asked for you, you will all be participating in internships with Pros," he spoke, "these Hero Names are temporary, but if you don't take it seriously-"
"You'll have hell to pay!" Midnight burst through the door, the girl disgusted by Mineta and Kaminari's fawning, "a lot of students' Hero Names are recognised by society and they end up becoming Professional Hero Names!"
"So, that's how it is," the man shrugged, falling asleep, "Midnight'll help make sure your names are alright..."
"When you give yourself a Name, you get a more concrete image of what you want to be like in the future, and you can get closer to it," she spoke, handing out whiteboards, the purple-haired girl staring at the shining surface in slight confusion, the silence thrusting her under the bus. Minutes passed, the R-Rated Hero clapping her hands together. "Let's start presenting names with those who are ready."
"We're presenting these?!" whisper-yelled Kirishima.
"Here I go," spoke Aoyama, strutting up to the front of the classroom and holding up his whiteboard, "the Shining Hero: I cannot stop twinkling!"
I-it's... it's a full-on sentence...
"It'll be easier if you take out the 'I' and shorten the 'cannot' to 'can't'," advised the teacher, adjusting his name and handing it back to him.
"You're quite right, mademoiselle," he beamed, the students yelling at him to pick one language to stick to.
"I'll go next!" Ashido bounced up, "Alien Queen!"
"Are you trying for the thing with acid blood?" blinked Midnight, "I wouldn't do that if I were you..."
And yet she doesn't support that...?
"Dang it..."
"I've had this name in mind since elementary," admitted Tsuyu, "The Rainy Season Hero: Froppy..."
"The Sturdy Hero: Red Riot!" beamed Kirishima.
"Paying homage to the Chivalrous Hero: Crimson Riot, are we?" Midnight raised a brow, peering at his board, "that's nice and all, but you're going to have a lot of pressure if your Hero Name is similar to that of a current - or retired - Pro..."
"I'm prepared for that!"
"Man... I haven't thought of a name yet," muttered Kaminari, turning as Jiro smirked at him.
"Why don't I give you one, how about Jamming-yay?"
"Sounds cool-" he complimented but the girl wasn't finished.
"It's 'cos even though you're strong, you still end up... you always end up like that," the girl's shoulders shook in silent laughter as she heard Rie quietly snort from the back of the room, having heard her.
"Damn you, Jiro!"
"Hearing Hero: Earphone Jack!"
"Tentacle Hero: Tentacole."
"Taping Hero: Cellophane!"
"Martial Arts Hero: Tailman."
"Sweets Hero: Sugarman!"
"Pinky!" Ashido tried again, successfully getting it accepted.
"Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt!" was the name that Kaminari eventually ended up going with.
"Stealth Hero: Invisible Girl!"
"You're all on a roll!" grinned Midnight.
"Everything Hero: Creati," spoke Yaoyorozu, "I hope I won't bring shame to this name..."
"Shoto."
"Your... name? You sure about that?" blinked Midnight, trying to get a response out of the normally quiet boy.
"Yeah..."
"The Jet-Black Hero: Tsukuyomi."
"Fresh-Picked Hero: Grape Juice!"
"Petting Hero: Anima."
"King Explosion Murder."
There was silence in the room as the students sweat-dropped at the boy's violent - though not surprising - violent name, the woman shooing him back to his seat as Uraraka stood up, clutching her board and introducing herself as the 'Gravity Hero: Uravity'.
"Huh... hey, Riri, have you decided on your Hero Name yet?" questioned *****, turning around to face his friend's younger sister who raised a brow in puzzlement, asking him what it was, "it's similar to an alias, kinda like a code name."
"Then no, I haven't," she confirmed, "I don't even know what mine would be..."
"Your blades are like thorns, they prick people and harm them, the severity depending on how deep the wound is," Ace hummed, entering the room, "I came back from Germany a few years ago, they say 'stachel' for thorn... besides, don't you want to be known for your petals and your thorns?"
"Satchel? Why'd you want your sister to be a bag?" snorted the man, placing his hands behind his head nonchalantly, nibbling on the chicken.
"No, Stachel," corrected Raging Sword.
"Stachel, huh?"
"The Bladed Hero... Sta... Sta... chel?" struggled Midnight as she leaned in, raising a brow at the unfamiliar term.
"It's German for 'thorn', my older brother went there for a while to do some Hero work and he came back and taught me a bit," she rubbed the back of her neck, failing to notice her teachers flashing each other brief smiles.
"Well then, I accept it!" she beamed, the girl sweat-dropping as she returned to her seat, failing to notice Iida's steely glance on her, "well... now we just have Iida, Midoriya and Bakugo who needs to rethink his..."
"Tenya."
"You're using your first name as well?" Midnight questioned, though she didn't exactly prod him further, gently telling him to return to his seat, "Midoriya, you ready?"
"Y-yeah!" he nodded, going up to the front and presenting his Hero Name, jaws around the room dropping in confusion.
"M-Midoriya?"
"Are you... are you okay with that?"
"Huh?"
"You might be called that forever, you know-"
"No way..."
"Are you... sure you want to choose that name?"
"It originally started as an insult from a childhood friend, so I didn't really like it..." he smiled to himself, "but someone made it have a new meaning and that really impacted me and made me really happy, so..."
"Oh, but 'Deku' sounds like 'deriku'... I think it would make a great Hero Nam-"
"I'm Deku!"
"So... my Hero Name is Deku!"
"Oooh, I love your Hero Names!" cooed their teacher, the bell ringing and signalling the end of class, "oh-there goes the bell... well, off you trot..."
"Not so fast, we gotta tell 'em about the internships," grumbled Aizawa, suddenly waking up and startling the students who had forgotten that he was there, "they'll last for a week; as for where you'll have them, those who had offers from Pros will be given your own lists so you can choose and those who didn't will choose from 40 Agencies across Japan who have offered to take interns in."
"Turn them in before the weekend, off you go."
The girl stretched, packing her things and readying herself to leave, stepping outside the door but what she wasn't expecting was a sudden gust of wind to zoom past her, a familiar navy-haired, spectacled class representative whizzing past her.
"Wait, Rie!"