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

Chapter 39.

"Morning, guys!" Y/N said, already dressed and ready for school. All Might and I were previously having a conversation in the kitchen over a cup of coffee. Something I didn't expect, however, was her to make her own cup of coffee. My understanding was that she hated coffee. But, I suppose people's tastes can change, or maybe she didn't get much sleep.

"Coffee today?" I said, a hint of confusion in my voice. She looked at the cup and thought for a moment.

"Yup! Wanted a change!" She happily sipped away at it, not making the usual faces she does when she drinks the beverage.

"Sooo, All Might. How's retirement been?" She questioned. Y/N was never one for small talk.

"Uh, good, thank you! We have still been trying to track down the league, however. They're slippery ones." He remarked. Her face perked up; she seemed rather interested. When people made small talk with her, especially in the morning, she looked like she wanted to die.

It was nice to see her having a good day, I suppose. So, I tried to push away my suspicions, and just allow her to feel happy and chipper. It shouldn't be suspicious if a person is simply a bit energetic for once. What, do I want her to be miserable all the time or something?

The two continued to talk about the case, with All Might becoming wary of giving away specific details. Soon enough, she left before we did, presumably to go downstairs to her peers.

"Something's up with her. First the coffee, and she's being much more hyper than she is, and then she never asks about my work." All Might was getting a bit worried himself.

"I'm sure it's nothing. I did think it was odd, but then again, maybe she is just a bit happier than normal. I don't want to dampen her good mood by asking her why she's like that." I finished my coffee, and the pair of us went to U.A., still a few doubts in my mind.

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"Ugh..." I woke up slowly, feeling the senses around me. A fine grit was under my body, and my upper arm was coated with dry blood. I tried getting up slowly, ignoring the pain. The pain in my leg wasn't too bad, it was my arm. It had stopped bleeding, but it looked like crap.

The sky was pitch black, apart from a smal orange in the distance. The sun would surely rise soon. I stood up, trying to get my bearings. Looks like the warp-gate bastard had dumped me at the beach. Okinawa, or some other coast maybe? I patted around my pockets; everything was gone, apart from a single, crinkled up photo of Aizawa with his eyes scratched out in my pocket.

"OH what the fuck-" I threw the creepy ass photo at the ocean, watching it sweep the cryptic image away. Now, I needed to think.

'Okay. Why would they dump me here and not take me back to their hideout? I guess it's not worth just taking me and keeping me, or killing me, because the heroes would find them, and I wouldn't stay there without a fight. They just need me out of the way for a while. Toga had that disguise quirk where she has to drink blood, so she must be posing as me currently, potentially to get information. Judging by my wounds, they got a lot of blood. Enough to last Toga more than a few days probably. I have no money, or phone, so I need to find a gas station and beg them to let a crazy woman covered in blood use their phone. Easy enough. Get back to Musutafu, before Toga finds out too much. She won't stay there too long, because Aizawa will immediately be suspicious. Alright, sorted.'

I walked along the coastline as the sun rose up, until it illuminated a street sign.

My heart dropped. I froze, my eyes bulging at the words on the sign.

'Queens Rd.' In big, bold, English letters.

This wasn't going to be as easy as I thought.

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