Chapter 11

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Just a little note that when you see, "Beep." It's Asami's earpiece going off to say that somebody is behind her or Izuku's fell out of his ear !!

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"Hey, look! It's some of our classmates!" I turned, finding Kaminari pointing at us excitedly with Bakugo and Kirishima standing behind him.

"Asami, you passed! That's amazing!" Kirishima was on me in a second, his cheerful smile daunting over me as I stood still and continued to glare ahead of me.

"Yeah," I reluctantly grunted.

"So, Deku. Yatsu. I see you guys passed," Bakugo appeared beside us, wringing Kirishima by the neck as he tossed him towards the others who had begun dancing in celebration. I side-eyed Bakugo, watching him glance the two of us over in annoyance.

"Kacchan," Izuku nodded in greetings. "Hey..."

"Guess I shouldn't be surprised with that quirk you got." Bakugo huffed, jutting his chin towards Izuku and basking in a moment of silence before speaking again. "It looks like you finally made that borrowed power your own," Bakugo slowly turned to walk away, strutting down the pathway as he and I refused to make eye contact.

I side-eyed him for a moment, looking back at the ground as I slowly began making my way after him in silence as Izuku fell in stride beside me. "Are you okay? You haven't said much since we finished the first round."

"Don't worry about it. Just focus on the next round, alright?" He hummed, trying to lean down and catch my eyes before giving up and sighing.

He kicked a rock, huffing to himself as it went flying through the air, "Alright, sure."

As we got inside, we were met with watchful eyes and quiet whispers among the other contestants. Izuku went off, running to meet Todoroki and our other classmates by the snack bar as I glanced around at everyone who seemed to be staring directly at me.

I remember in middle school that I used to fade into the background. Having been quirkless and with nothing to flaunt, most of them never even looked my way or introduced themselves. By the time I'd left middle school, nobody besides Bakugo or Midoriya had even known my name.

Standing here... it seemed like all anybody ever knew anymore was my name.

"Asami Yagi... Morning Glory, right?" I glanced over my shoulder, finding the boy from earlier who had slammed his forehead into the cement when introducing himself to my classmates. "Pleasure to meet you! My name is Inasa Yoarashi! Your father is one of the most passionate people I've ever met! We should get along great!" He put his hands on his hips, beaming down at me with a wide smile.

I only turned back around and started forward, lowering my eyes into a glare as I tried to ignore him and move.

Beep.

It was on instinct... I hadn't realized I'd turned to him with my fist in the air until he was holding my wrist and staring down at me with a shocked but all the same, demonic sort of look.

He tried to touch my back.

And everyone was watching us.

"You didn't... you didn't mean to try and hit me, right!? The daughter of All Might would never try to... hit... someone, right!?" He looked pained, a smile still on his face as he squeezed my wrist tighter.

My mouth was wide in shock, staring at him with wide eyes as I tried to focus on the fact that this was Inasa Yauarashi holding my wrist and not my mother.

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