Afraid of being sheltered from the world, even after your utmost need to stay anonymous from the villains' eyes to protect your quirk, you plough your way to become the hero you always dreamed of. Being someone who can control death and life, you we...
You thought to yourself to avoid human contact as much as you can, but it's seems like you just can't do it forever.
You walk past the grounds to the densely packed land with trees with your headphones on. You hear trees breaking through the headphones and remove it to find the direction it's coming from. You brush past the bushes to find a green boy training alone.
'Ahh...the boy who injures himself using his quirk'. You try not to startle him by a hey, but you failed. He got scared enough to accidentally target one of his finger attacks in your direction. You smoothly avoid it.
Years of practice on you combat skills improved your reflexes pretty much. Since your quirk is pretty much weak when it comes to hand-to-hand combating and switching to immediate offensive attacks, you learned martial arts, and specialize in Katana and Battle axes.
"I'm s-so s-sorry, I didn't mean to, I was surprised when you greeted me, because no one usually comes here, I'm real- ", you cut him short and tried to calm him down telling that it was totally fine. "Phew... that's good to hear...why are you here, Esma?" He questions you with cute but confused face. You smile and answer him, "I was just lost in music and ended up here, sorry to disturb your training..."
"It's totally fine, I just thought up something new, so I wanted to immediately try it out." "You sure are a determined person, aren't you?" You question him. He rubbed behind his neck replying, "I guess you can say that, I have to become the best hero just like All might," he said clenching his scarred fist, reminding me of burnt nugget. You wonder whether he is spy hero and shook your head with disapproval.
"Midoriya, right?" You ask him. He nods. "Hey... do you mind if I ask something?" He asked hopefully at you. "Yeah sure."
"I know nothing about your quirk, would you mind?" You look at the innocent cinnamon roll in front of you and decided to tell him," yeah sure, but don't tell anyone yet until training, I want to have a surprise element on my side." "Yeah, sure thing," he smiled stirring your heart with his extreme cuteness.
"Well, I can give life to any living thing and kill anything with a focused look, I could also kill someone for a certain time and then bring them back to life, practically keeping them at limbo. It has its limitations and strengths. But according to me it's a pretty good quirk if I was a villain but too difficult as you aim to be a hero, just because I could easily kill off people, I want to prove having a quirk perfect for a villain doesn't mean I will become a villain. It's just to prove people wrong and open paths for many people huddled in their rooms with doubts about themselves. I want to be an example. I want to become a hero my grandma and myself would be proud at." Oops- you said too much and you turn to look at him, he's standing still with eyes almost sparkling.
You look at him and smile while messing his hair saying, "I will be your future rival. Don't look up to me." The boy regains his composure and smiles, "People with strong ideals should be encouraged but that doesn't mean I'm giving up, Esma." You smile back at him, "Just what I expected from you." The bell rings reminding you that it was time for practical hero lessons.
You and Midoriya head together sharing a lively conversation about each of your childhood, but you notice Deku being nervous when he explained about his quirk, but you thought that it was his nature and think to yourself that you made your first friend at U.A.
Meanwhile, you notice a boy with a scar heading behind you both, from the very same direction you came from, thinking to yourself that he might've overheard you two. You remember him being the son of number 2 pro-hero Endeavor and shrug at the thought that his son might be intimidating as him from what you've seen in the screens.
Once your class has gathered in the Beta grounds where the entrance exam happened, which you heard from Midoriya. Aizawa starts explaining the content of today's lesson. It was a one-on-one match who are picked randomly from drawing two name written papers from a bowl. You were pretty excited to show your weapon stances.
Your hero costume: full-sleeved, vertically half black and white full suit, with black on your right and white on your left made out of soft leather, knee boots with two long, sharp battle axes on your back, and hands covered in black-tight fingerless gloves.
You peek at the blonde-spiked boy yelling at the red haired and goofy boy next to him. 'He sure does have complicated anger issues.' He catches you staring at him and walks towards you.
You murmur fuck and looked at him with an aloof face. "Hey newbie, got any staring issues?!" he asks you with a loud voice attracting all the attention you evaded until now.
Yup, all goes down the drain.
You look up at him, "I don't know, why don't you make your way to a therapist regarding your anger issues?" He wickedly laughs at you, "You sure do talk too much, wait until you get blasted by me loser!!!" He proudly continues to look down on you. You feel anger boiling inside of you, "Oh, yeah? How about you die right now?"
He looks at you with a stern expression, "AHHH!! Want to fight loser? Seems like you depend on you little axes on you back. HA! You can't win against me with those, move on ONE-EYE!!" He smirks at you looking down on again.
You are smiling back with your anger levels hitting its highest point when he said one eye tugging your patience and push aside the bangs out of your right eye and stare at him and he drops down immediately. Red-haired run towards him and check his breath, "HE IS NOT BREATHING, GUYS!!!"
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