Chewing on my pencil I watch how the others react to the news. We have finals coming up, very soon, and that's going to change how we experience the summer camp during the break as well.
I'm not worried. I'm going to be flipping my shit on the day of the test, but before that, I'm not worried. I have a tendency to study normally until the day of the test, freak out the day of the test and study crazy within the hours before the test and not actually get any of that info, and then passing the test anyways since I did study and there was no reason for me to freak out.
So for now, I'm calm. When the test comes, I'll be having a heart attack.
I chew on the pencil a bit more as I look at the paper in my hands. I don't even use wooden pencils anyways, so I have a large supply of chewable materials for class.
7th. I got 7th from midterms. Just above Jirou and just below Asui. Breaking off the bit of the pencil I was chewing, I put the broken piece to the side and begin chewing again only to feel it taken from me. Looking up, I meet the unapproving glaze of Izuku.
Right, I'm now supposed to eat pencils. Auntie Inko says so.
He puts the pencil down before grabbing something and leaving it on my desk. Picking it up as he walks away, I look at it for a bit before remembering what it is. It's someone Auntie Inko bought for me when she noticed my chewing problem.
Gum makes my jaws hurt but I can comfortably chew on chewy jewelry made for it. Putting the necklace on, I raise the rubber crystal and begin chewing on it instead, looking down and focusing back on the paper in front of me.
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During lunch I eat with the others, me and Izuku stealing food off of each other's plates. He got something for lunch that he likes but one of the sides he doesn't like, and the same for me. We trade those options with each other easily, but turn into war when we notice other food that the other has that we want.
This results in us stealing small bowls, random slices of food and small chunks from each other while trying to keep the other away.
Using my chopsticks, which I do clumsily because I'm not the best with chopsticks, I attempt to reach behind Izuku and try to grab at something in his bowl from the other side, only to get stopped by him noticing and pushing my arm away while using the moment to grab food from my bowl instead.
"God fucking dammit Midoriya, let me get some noodles!" I hiss out, swatting at his chopsticks.
"You have your own noodles!"
"I don't like my noodles, I want those!"
"Okay fine, you can get some if you give me some of your pork slices."
"Fuck no, I like my pork slices."
"Well, I like my noodles."
We end up just swatting at each other's chopsticks with our own, which devolves into us doing a lightsaber battle with the chopsticks. God, we're both fuckin nerds.
I leave him alone when he starts talking with the others, instead opting with trying to reach behind him to get some noodles off of Iida's plate. At first, he gives me a look before sliding some noodles in my directions, which I take.
When I try to take some more though, he gives me a glare and I back off.
I'm ducked down trying to keep the stolen food from spilling off my plate when something hits me in the back. Hearing a sound, I turn to see that the thing that hit me in the back was someone's elbow, and it had also hit Izuku's face.
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I'm No Hero (MHA x OC)
FanfictionThey needed a break. A quick little break away from responsibilities and family issues, in a world where there's no need for them to run around with their hero complex. There's villains, there's heroes, what more could you ask for? Maybe for your he...