Ivette Midoriya absolutely hated heroes. The whole concept baffled her; how could those who declare themselves to be symbols of justice be so corrupted? How could society judge people based on their quirks and appearances? Fuck that. Ivette swore to...
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PERMEATING THROUGH THE WINDOWS, the sun's soothing rays flitted across the room, swaying idly to the soft breaths of a serene girl resting harmoniously. Songs made by the soft chirping of various birds floated into the room, dancing their way to the divine being sprawled on her bed, tucked under a thick blanket.
The door to her bedroom burst open, and an excited pupp- I mean, boy ran up to her bed.
"Ivette! Wake up!" He shook her awake, a broad grin stretched along his face, the sun opening its eager light to illuminate him, brightening his perfectly aligned teeth. "You're coming with us today!" Izuku exclaimed. "I got special permission from All Might!"
Ivette groaned, tugging the blanket closer to her. "Zuku, it's too early," she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut as Inko flipped the switch beside the door, flooding the room with light.
"Come on, Ivette, dear," called her mother, watching the two fondly. "Your brother has been planning this for quite a while now."
Ivette rolled over, burying her face in her pillow.
"Ivette!"
"Alright, alright. I'm getting up." She sat up, the back of her hand rubbing the weariness from her eyes. "Do I have to go?" One look at her brother had her caving in, throwing the blanket off herself. "At least I get to ditch classes," she muttered bitterly.
