The Quirkless At U.A. (Student Reader x Aizawa)

Chapter 36.

"If this doesn't work... I can kill them." Katsuki growled, standing between Aizawa at the entrance to Best Jeanist's house. It was quite large, and hard to find. We all stood on the porch after knocking at the door. Whilst I was anxious about this, I was missing Literature after all. So there was at least one upside.

"Murder was never, and will never, be on the table Bakugo." Aizawa shot down Katsuki's amazing plan.

"Tch. Whatever." Katsuki mumbled. A tall blonde wearing a bit too much denim opened the front door.

"Ah, hello. Bakugo, Good to see you again, although I wish you had kept that hairstyle. Now, do come in." He invited the three of us in. We followed the number 4 hero into his home, astounded at the size.

"Take a seat." He led us to the dining room, and we all pulled out a chair at the round table.

"First of all, we'd like to say thank you again for saving us at the training camp incident." I bowed my head, also grabbing Katsuki's and pushing his down too.

"That's alright. It's the job of a hero, after all." I smiled at him. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard.

"So what I hear, is that the provisional licensing exam board won't allow you to take the exam unless you have a certain set of letters saying you should. Due to the fact that you are quirkless. Is that right?" I nodded in response. Somebody walked in asking if we'd like anything.

"A round of tea, please. How do you take it?" Jeanist let the man know. We all rang off how we take our tea.

"6 sugars please." I asked. Katsuki looked at me in horror.

"Really?" He leaned over to Aizawa and whispered.

"Yup." He whispered back.

"Thank you. That is all."

"SURE, BEST JEANIST!" The man exclaimed before leaving.

"Anyways. Most would give up at that point. I assume you've already experienced many trials and tribulations whilst trying to become a quirkless hero. Your resolve is strong and tight, like a good pair of jeans. I like that." He complimented me strangely.

"Uh, thank you sir." I smiled politely.

"You know, you seem like a nice girl. Why are you friends with Bakugo?" Katsuki didn't seem to like this.

"WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO BE MY FRIEND?!" My terribly short-tempered classmate answered back.

"That's my Katsu." I patted his head a little too hard, signalling him to shut the fuck up.

"Being kidnapped together really strengthens a bond, ya know?" I joked. He laughed a little at my weird sense of humour. The man came back and put some cups of tea in front of us.

"Now, I've already heard a bit about you from Bakugo and Eraser head, but I'd love to hear from yourself. Why do you want to be a hero?" He asked the million-dollar question.

"Because... I want to use my life to help people, and save them. Especially children who are quirkless... They get targeted relentlessly to be bullied. I want to change society's opinion of quirkless people, since they all assume we're weak and, basically worthless. We get treated like trash. I'm going to rewrite the rules of this society, saying that you need some superpower to be a hero. Anyone can do it. The only thing that makes you a hero, is not a quirk, or lack thereof. It's whether you move, or you don't, in a dangerous situation. Whether you run away, or run to save someone. That's the foundation of a hero. Not a quirk. And I want everyone to know that." I rambled my true feelings. Regret started to take over... He probably thought it was a dumb reason.