SATURDAY, 4:02 PM; COMMON ROOM – CLASS 1-A DORMITORY, U.A. HIGH SCHOOL
~following week~
Bored. Very bored. Y/N flipped through the channels on the television, bored out of her mind. It was a weekend, and she didn't know what to do. She would have gone out for a walk, but her body refused; laziness had already taken over her that day.
"Matsukawa? Hanamaki?" She stopped surfing channels to a channel broadcasting a high school volleyball match; she spotted the two Pizza-La fools on the opposite side of the court. She stared, stifling a laugh; on the screen, Matsukawa was sulking as the ref gave him a warning to not enable his quirk on the court. Hanamaki, on the side, laughed at him for unintentionally quick-sanding their captain. It must have been the nerves, she concluded, remembering then talking about how it was an important match.
Y/N's phone buzzed in her pocket, vibration being sent through the fabric of her jeans to the side of her thigh.
"Hello?"
"Y/N, sorry for the short notice, but we need you to meet us at the Fat Gum Agency building, ready in costume." Uraraka, sounding serious over the phone, kept her instructions brief.
"Hm? What for?" The girl scratched her head, eyes still glued to the volleyball game playing.
"We're on standby for the raid that's going to happen." Raid? What raid? Y/N decided not to question anything, thinking she'll probably find out later.
"Oh. Okay." After bidding her friend goodbye, Y/N stood, turning off the television after recording the game to watch later. She yawned, slowly shuffling to the elevator, all the while wondering how to get to the agency building. Should she take the train? Should she just run there? She didn't feel like buying a train ticket, but she also didn't feel like running. She really didn't want to move today.
Ah whatever. The faster she gets there, the faster she can leave, right?
Running it is.
SATURDAY, 4:12 PM; LEAGUE OF VILLAINS' HIDEOUT – ???, JAPAN
Chaos so soon. The students were to already join the raid, so here Y/N was; punching her way through the wall of villains to get by. She had to run from the agency building to the location that was texted to her by Uraraka; she felt a bit hurt that they didn't decide to wait for her. Oh well, there were villains to stop: Y/N yawned once again, somnolence still circulating in her. Besides her work studies, this was technically her first task as a real hero, yet, why did it seem so boring? Maybe a bit too easy? Y/N's desire to lessen her strength had never been wanted more than right now.
Y/N wanted to fight with everything she had; not give petty punches for her opponents to fall down immediately after. She was starting to take back what she said previously in her life about wanting to be a hero that takes out any villain with one punch. She completely overlooked how the thrill would be taken away from fights.
Bored. Still so bored. She looked around at the pro-heroes fighting off the villains, jealous of the energy and sweat they're exuding after putting their all into their own little fights. She sighed.
Y/N walked down the hallway to the left, checking for more villains. She put a little bounce in her step, reciting the choreography Mina was teaching them in her head. Right, left, spin- no. That wasn't right. She shook her head, trying to remember the moves before Mineta's harem moment.
"Why is dancing so hard- huh?" Little paint particles and bits of dry wall fell to the floor, a crack being seen in the wall it fell from. Could it be... there was a villain on the other side of the wall? Y/N tugged on the door handle. It didn't open. She tugged again. And again. And again. Was it locked? She decided to push the door instead. It opened. She stepped inside.
"Ah, so it's push and not pull." Y/N mumbled, head hanging down. This has happened too many times to her. "How embarrassing-"
"Y/N watch out!"
"Oh, hi Amajiki." the girl smiled at her school senior, not caring for the wave of crystals heading her way. She looked ahead, swiping her hand through the wave, shattering the multicolored solids; all of them. Crystal shards flew everywhere, soon falling to the ground. Y/N notices that Amajiki is being pinned to the wall by the guy with the crystal quirk; however, he was hunched over in pain caused by the strong movement Y/N striked at his crystals which affected his body.
Although the crystal villain was hurting a bit, that didn't stop the other two from attacking the girl that caused their partner pain. The grip of the hand around Amajiki's neck loosened, allowing him to focus more and take notice of the male that was heading toward his junior. He wasn't going to let him hurt her. He knew she could protect herself, but something stirred inside of him that told him to keep her away from any harm. If no confidence were to be found within him earlier, confidence was definitely there now.
He was Suneater, the one who could eat even the sun, and he was going to do everything it took to keep his peers safe. Extending a thick tentacle from his arm, he blocked to path of the two. The ghostly-looking one chomped through the tentacle, the yellow-haired one being struck into the wall.
Y/N, amazed, stared at the giant tentacle attached to Amajiki's arm. It was quite cool.
"NGAAAAAAAAH!" Hm? Y/N turned her head, seeing a dude that looked like a white Pac-Man ghost running towards her. How odd. Pac-Man ghosts don't have legs. Or do they?
She stared, not realizing he was about to attack her, still thinking about the pixelated ghosts from the game.
Amajiki grunted, forcing crystals to exert themselves out of his torso towards the Pac-Man-ghost-like man. He was thankful that he was able to catch one of the crystal shards into his mouth. When it came to this, it was worth the discomfort of swallowing something so sharp.
By now, the villain was in front of the clueless girl who was only snapped back into reality once her name was called.
"Y/N! Move!" She did as told, stepping away as a familiar wave of crystals came rushing towards her previous spot, where the villain still was. The crystals were able to reach in time, harshly pushing the villain down to the ground. "Get out of here; I'll handle this!"
"Eh? Are you sure-"
"Yes, I'm sure, now please leave before they get back up!" Y/N noticed the desperate look on Amajiki's face. Was she stealing his thunder? Interrupting his fight? Interrupting the thrilling feeling of the fight? She felt guilty, deciding to leave the villains to him.
"Oh, okay. Have fun." Y/N smiled, putting a thumb up before leaving the room. How nice it must be to be so engaged in a fight.
SATURDAY, 4:23 PM; LEAGUE OF VILLAINS' HIDEOUT – ???, JAPAN
Y/N danced through the building, knocking down any villain she encountered with ease. This raid had somehow turned into dance practice for her. Anyways, where was she? She had traveled far down into the building, going into lower levels of the place. It was a bit dark, giving off eerie vibes. Y/N looked around, squinting her eyes.
"Oh, there's light." She pranced to the hole with light shining through. But what was happening?
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
She heard booms. Not bothered by it, she stepped through the hole in the wall, seeing a tall male with glasses– injured– standing hunched on the uneven ground, panting. A familiar-looking boy stood next to him, holding the upper part of his left arm, an expression of pain displayed. Mirio?
"Oh, hello Mirio." Y/N smiled, unaware of the situation at hand. Called boy– as well as the green-and-yellow-haired adult– turned to her, surprised at her sudden appearance.
"Mirio, this is a schoolmate, I assume?" The boy nodded, confirming the assumption.
"What are you doing here-" Y/N widened her eyes, seeing spikes erupting from the ground. Specifically seeing the spikes about to impale the older-looking male. Rushing to the two, she quickly brought him into her arms, taking Mirio too, and sped out of the hole she came through, safely placing them down onto the ground. Where did those come from?
"What just happened?" Mirio stared at the ceiling, wondering how he got to where he was right now. He looked around, not sighting Y/N anywhere.
"This... I didn't see her in my vision." Mirio looked at his boss, surprised by his statement.
"So you're saying... she somehow changed the future?"
"I suppose so... say, where is she?"
"I think she went back in, Sir Nighteye."
And she did go back, in fact. Avoiding the spikes with ease, she slithered through the spiky stone cones that popped up every once in awhile. She looked ahead, spotting Midoriya, a child, and-
"Oh! It's one of the cosplayers. So you're a villain too, huh..." Three pairs of eyes travelled in her direction, the attention now on her. Y/N looked at the three, waving and smiling at her classmate.
"Hello, Midoriya."
"Y-Y/N?!"
"Y/N?"
"Y/N..."
"Um... yeah. That's my name...."