First day of school: over! I might have injured someone really badly, so I didn't really get to complete school today ;-; Aizawa seems annoyed with me...but he's always annoyed so I guess school went great today! Alright, I'm heading off to set up my dorm. Text you later, dad! <3
(Y/n) smiled happily at her phone, humming a tune. Her cheerful trance was broken, however, when a cold hand landed on her shoulder.
Following her instincts, (Y/n) grabbed the intruder's hand and twist it behind their back
...only to see it was Todoroki.
"Oh. I'm so sorry..." "It's fine...can you let go of my hand?" "AH--sorry"
The girl stood in front of Todoroki, "Uh, what do you need?"
Todoroki had almost forgot what he set out to say, perplexed in a trance by the girl who stood in front of him. Her (h/c) hair outlined in the sunset's gold, her facial features softly looking up at him.
"Todoroki?"
"ah. I'm going to beat you when we fight. I'm going to be better and I will be the No.1 hero"
ah. A Bakugo who has less profanity and anger issues but instead replaced with a cold attitude.
"Don't worry about it. I'm not striving to be the No.1 hero," she spoke, as she walked towards the dorm building with the stone-faced boy following behind, "I just want to be the best hero, for myself. I want to be a hero who saves others and be there for others, whether it be a civilian or a villain..." The girl continued on, " Villains can be saved too, you know? Mentally, I mean. I believe nurture plays a part in a person's future."
"..." Todoroki had always been met with "I'll be sure to put up a fight" or "I'll definitely win". However, (Y/n) had a different goal in mind. She just wanted to be a hero, no matter the ranking, who would be there for others. A hero who can provide people comfort and hope.
"You WILL become the No.1 hero. You are my successor. DO NOT disappoint me." The words of his father echoed in his head. (Y/n)'s ideals went against his father's ideals. Before Todoroki had something else to say, the pair had already arrived at the dorm.
"Mr!" "Miss, I've brought your luggage from the house. I left them in your room. I've set up the furniture according to how you ordered" "Thanks, ... you still call me Miss, I guess I can't do anything about it,"
