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Y/N'S POINT OF VIEW:
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"deranged, absolutely deranged," I mutter out tiredly as I destroy another robot.
these things could definitely kill someone, and there are people who don't have quirks made for this. I find it unfair.
I side eye the boy beside me, whos quirk is made for this type of thing, explosions.
the blonde haired boy destroys robot after robot as I meekly turn around, not willing to stare at him any longer.
he's very loud.
I practically fasten my seatbelt as he sets off another explosion, I clench my eyes shut as the ground shakes. only to open them seconds later when I hear a scream.
"ZERO POINTER!"
my eyes widen into saucers as I see a humongous robot barrel straight into a building, causing rubble to fall on the competition.
I back up a bit, my hands clammy from fear, "be a hero, y/n."
when a gulp comes out of my throat, I finally realize the situation. two people are screaming for help in front of me, and i'm supposed to be a strong hero, saving anyone that's in need of help.
they need help.
I calm my senses so my breathing goes mellow, I then step backwards slightly before running towards the two as fast as I can. after dealing with 15 robots beforehand, I feel a little drained but overall fine.
