Idolize• JirouxReader

Opportunity

"Thank you, Goodbye," I say as I walk past him. I walk through the alleyway and go back on the street. It's already nighttime. I walk home and decided to take a shower cause it was a little dirty there not gonna lie. I don't want to get infected by a new bacteria thing from there. I slowly strip and walk in the shower. I run my hair underneath the water as I reach for the shampoo bottle. I plop a little on my hand and scrub.

I just finished drying my hair from my shower. I'm feeling like looking back on my hero notes before going to bed for fun. At this point I'm just trying to make myself feel better about never being able to fulfill my dream. I'm already halfway through my notes when I hear a knock on my balcony door. That's creepy, no one can get in unless they go out there from my room. I get up from my bed and grab the first this I saw.

A hairdryer

I take my hairdryer off my desk and hold it like a baseball bat. This is really pathetic, defense with a hairdryer. What am I going to do with this? Give the villain a makeover and become best friends? Whatever, just do it Y/n. I open the balcony door and outside to see nobody there. I turn back to back inside. I must be going crazy. I swear there was a knock.

Suddenly I feel a hand grip my shoulder and a turn around and hit them with them my handy dandy hairdryer.

"Hey- ARRRGGGHHH KID IT'S JUST ME. ITS ME KID ARRRRHHH FUC- wait is that hairdryer?-"

"BIRDBRAIN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT MY HOUSE." I scream.

"First of all its Hawks not birdbrain- secondly I have an offer for you but you need to cal- HEY PUT THE HAIRDRYER DOWN Y/N!" He screeched in a little woman's voice.

"What is so important that you need to follow me home to tell me?!" I scream back. He stands up and looks around. He goes inside my room and I follow him. He closes the door so that no one can hear the conversation.

"I'm a Pro Hero from Japan. As you probably know Japan just happened to have the best hero school ever." He admits to me.

"UA..." I mumbled

"That's right, they're looking for exchange students from different countries. I was assigned to America while other pros were assigned to different countries. Our job is to find a capable 16 year old from that country. I choose you." He told me which shocked me. I'm standing in front of him with my jaw falling to the floor.

"Why me?" I simply ask, keeping my composure.

"That's simple, you're strong and you have an even stronger quirk. UA can help you fully control it. Also you're an amazing contestant because you're already a public figure. Popstar correct? Your good looks will be helpful because they always are. And you learn quickly. You've been to lots of street fights with the same rules. Though when I was one running the thing, you continued to fight and win even though you only just heard the new rules once. Your intelligence is also very useful. Do I need to keep going?"

"No. I've heard enough. Why would you think I would go through with this though?" I am intrigued as to why.

"Why wouldn't you" he starts to walk towards my hero box, "looks like you spent years dreaming of becoming a hero. Like this paper goes back 5 years?! Wow you really are the perfect one for the job! You even have a planned out hero costume! Wow!" He studies my papers even more until I have to rip them out of his grimy little chicken hands. Giving him a paper cut while doing so. I'll give myself a pat on the back later.

"Ouch your mean sometimes" he complained.

"I can't go. My mom would disown me and I'm not kidding" he looks at me and finally finds a bandaid for his paper cut.