Bnha/Mha x fem!reader

Ch.17 {Hero Names}

It's been 2 days of just relaxing, watching television and hanging out with Midoriya and Uraraka. In the days after the sports festival ended, I recovered from my injuries, everything was normal...well, some things were different... Every time I appear in public, most people would recognize me from the festival and wish me luck or something like that, also the fact that my face is all over the screens, including some clips of me fighting. I wasn't used to all the attention but honestly, I kind of liked it. Today is finally the day we get back, our normal classes are starting again, I can only pray that maybe one of the top ten heroes wanted me to intern with them. Bye for now~

I walked into the classroom with an energetic conversation going on. Mina said something to Kaminari, "It's so weird that everyone recognizes us from TV! Everyone wanted to talk to me on my way here!" I smiled and continued to make my way to my seat and Kirishima stood up, "Yeah! Me too!" I set my backpack down and took my seat behind Jirou. "You won't believe what a bunch of elementary school brats yelled at me!" Sero complained, I laughed and took a guess, "Nice try?" "Arghhhhh!" Sero groaned. "All it took was one sports festival and suddenly we are like celebrities!" Kaminari exclaimed. Before I could say anything the door opened, revealing our teacher. "Morning." He said tiredly, "Good morning Mr.Aizawa!" The class replied in unison. "Ribbit, Mr.Aizawa, you don't have any bandages anymore! That's good news." Tsu stated and I noticed that Aizawa did look brand new, except a small scar on the face that is. "The old lady went a little overboard in her treatment." He replied scratching his face, That explains why he is so tired I guess. "Anyway, we have a big class today, on hero informatics." The whole class froze, thinking it'd be some kind of pop quiz. But again, Mr.Aizawa is the kind of person to surprise everyone. It was silent before Aizawa continued. "You need codenames. Time to pick your hero's identities." "THIS IS GONNA BE TOTALLY AWESOME!" The class exclaimed, including me. Which unfortunately angered Mr.Aizawa as he suddenly activated his quick and everyone quite down waiting for him to speak. "This is related to the pro hero's draft picks that I mentioned the last time we were in class together. Normally students don't have to worry about draft picks yet, not until their second or third year actually. But your class is different. In fact by extending offers to first years like you, pros are essentially investigating your potential. Any offers can be rescinded if their interest in you dies down before graduation though." What-? Seriously? I sighed unknowingly. "So you're saying we still have to prove ourselves after we got recruited." Hagakure questioned. "Correct. Now, here are the totals for those of you who got offers." I tensed up as Aizawa pushed a button on the remote and the results appeared on the board. Todoroki was first with 4,123. Kacchan was second with 3,556 and I was next with 3,319. Followed by...

Tokoyami-360

Iida- 301

Kaminari- 272

Yaoyorozu- 108

Kirishima- 68

Uraraka- 20

Sero- 14

Wow that's a huge gap between me and Tokoyami... As if Mr Aizawa heard what I thought, he said, "In the past years it's been more spread out. But there's a pretty big gap this time." Kaminari groaned, "Gahh. That's no fair." "What about the real star, moi?" Aoyama who didn't get any offers fumed. "Todoroki got the most ahead of Bakugou?" Jirou wondered. "Yeah, it's the opposite of how they placed in the festival." Kirishima noted and Sero deadpanned, "They probably weren't excited about working with the guy who had to be chained up in the end." Kacchan heard that and started to yell, "IF THEY ARE SCARED OF PROS, THEY'RE JUST WEAK!" I chuckled and Kacchan heard me, he immediately spun his head around to me. "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU LAUGHING ABOUT NERD?" I sweat dropped waving my hand in the air, "Nothing!...hehe." Momo turned around to face Todoroki and gave him a weak smile, "That's amazing! You must be proud." He sighed and looked at his lap. "These offers are probably because of my father." Todoroki stated while Uraraka was bursting into happy tears, shaking Iida furiously, glad that she even got an offer. I, myself was surprised too, I never expected this much offer, it was way more than I expected. Aizawa silenced the class, "Despite these results, you'll all be interning with pros, got it?" He looked over to Midoriya, "Even those of you who didn't get any offers." "Oh, so we're all interning?" Midoriya asked. "Yes, you all already got to experience combat with real villains during the attack on the USJ facility. But it'll still be helpful to see pros at work. Up close in person, in the field first hand." Satou made a fist, "And for that, we need hero names!" Uraraka hummed beside him, "Things are suddenly getting a lot more fun!" Aizawa cleared his throat, "These hero names will likely be temporary, but take them seriously or-" He was interrupted by a voice. "You'll have hell to pay later!" I glanced at the door to see Midnight walking in, hands behind her head while Kaminari and Mineta immediately lit up. "What you pick today could be your codename for life. You better be careful or you'll be stuck with something utterly indecent." She made her way to the front. "Yeah, she's got a good point. Midnight is going to have final approval over your names." Aizawa announced and bent down, picking his sleeping bag up. "It's not my forte." He paused as if thinking about something before saying. "The name you give yourself is important, it helps reinforce the image and shows what kind of hero you wanna be in the future. A codename tells you exactly what you represent. Take All Might for example." He zipped his bag and fell fast asleep while Midnight handed the whiteboards to each row as they were passed down. I picked my whiteboard from Jirou and thanked her. What do I see myself as in the future? Something that represents myself...Man, I never thought of something like that. Maybe I should just use my name? Midnight gave everyone fifteen minutes to think. I looked around to see everyone deep in thought, trying to come up with some kind of name that fits them.