The Savior Complex (KOMAHINA) (BNHA AU)

Chapter 2: Traitor

Hajime stood in the training room, wringing his hands nervously. He had arrived recently and was now just awaiting his first class. The training room was rather large, sporting a variety of obstacles that could test a quirk. At one end, a wall of mirrors reflected the room and his presence. It always caught him off guard when he saw himself as Izuru Kamakura. His hair was unreasonably long, almost reaching his calves and red eyes pierced through the pieces of hair that fell indignantly in his face. He hated his appearance when he was like this but, no matter how hard he tried to get rid of it, it always activated when he used his quirk.

"Mr. Kamakura?" A voice asked from the entrance of the training center. He jumped and looked over his shoulder to see a teacher giving him a curious look. The teacher was rather angelic, soft white hair pulled into a ponytail and pale skin that almost seemed to glow. Hajime could practically feel a blush creeping up his neck.

"H-How can I help you?" Hajime asked. The man smiled.
"I'm Komaeda, your first class's homeroom teacher. I escorted them here since I don't have a first hour," the man said. Hajime didn't even notice the students surrounding the teacher, looking at Hajime with nervous glances. His appearance must have been a bit intimidating.

" Ah, come on in then," Hajime said, turning his full body to the entrance. Komaeda smiled and escorted his class to the middle of the training room to meet Hajime.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kamakura," Komaeda said once they were closer, "I've always been a huge fan of pro-heroes."

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Komaeda," Izuru said with a small smile, holding out his hand. Komaeda's smile faltered as he glanced down at Hajime's hand. Upon seeing it that Hajime was wearing gloves, he relaxed and took his hand, quickly replacing his hand. Hajime brushed off his strange reaction. Many people described his quirk as invasive. Being able to mimic someone's quirk with just a touch did tend to make people uncomfortable so Hajime often wore gloves out of respect.

Hajime turned his attention to the class in front of him, addressing them and introducing himself. Many of them relaxed as the class went on when they saw Hajime's personality didn't fit the Izuru Kamakura appearance in the slightest. Komaeda hung out in the back, watching his class fondly as they discussed their quirks and showed off to Hajime. They were all very talented and well skilled with their quirks already. Hajime couldn't help but feel a bit jealous at how natural they were already. They grew to like Hajime quickly, however. Asking him stories about being a pro-hero and what it was like working for the hero agency. Some even offered up their quirk for Hajime to mimic but he refused, saying they would get to that in later classes. It went by rather quickly and soon enough, the class bell rang. The students dispersed quickly, waving goodbye to Komaeda and Hajime as they ran out of the building.

"They're absolute heathens but you learn to love them," Komaeda said, his eyes lingering on the doorway. Hajime chuckled.

"They seem like nice enough kids. They're already so skilled, I'm scared I won't have anything to teach them...." Hajime said.

"Don't worry too much about it," Komeada turned his head to Hajime, his green-greys staring at him widley, "Afterall, you're really here to protect the school, right?"

"I suppose so," Hajime said, returning Komaeda's gaze, "Are the attacks so bad that it warrants me being here, though?"

"They have gotten fairly scary. Some even believe there's a traitor among us," Komaeda said solemnly, turning his head back to the entrance. Hajime stared at his side-profile, too caught up in how perfect it was to register what Komaeda had said.

"Traitor?" Hajime asked, snapping out of his daze, "Do they even know the group's leader?"

"They do," Komaeda said, "They're keeping it hush however."