𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒

Ultra Instinct

Another day, another class.

You slumped out of bed and walked to your kitchen, opening the fridge and looking for eggs to cook. It was 6:20, and you wanted eggs. You yawned and stretched as you set the pack of eggs on the counter. You noticed that Moofy was on the counter, walking to the eggs.

"Moofy. No. You will not knock my eggs over." You eyed him as he continued to walk past the eggs and walking into the sink. He stretched his body in the sink, yawning and closing his eyes.

Nice. If only I could manipulate you to get out of the sink.

You went to go get ready for school, in the usual outfit that you wore. After getting done, you had about 42 minutes to cook, eat, and get to the train. You put some butter in your pan and cracked three eggs into it. You waited a couple of seconds until the edges started to crisp up, and started scrambling the eggs. With your eggs finished, you packed your bag for the day. Wolfing down your eggs and saying goodbye to Moofy, you were finally on your way.

I hate how I have to study under Aizawa on Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's. But the kids are heartwarming and cool, and they have the most amazing stories.

Getting to the train station, you noticed people murmuring about something. You brushed it off as usual people gossip and walked down the steps to the platform.

"Did you hear about UA High having a possible traitor? That's crazy on how the villains knew when to attack. And where to attack." Someone said. You sighed as the train approached. You sat down in a seat and waited for the train to depart.

You pulled out your notebook and looked at the notes you wrote on Aizawa.

• Shota Aizawa is friendly, but will show you he means business

• He does not play around with his students, who have much respect for him.

• He speaks in a low tone, but you understand what he says

•Shota Aizawa likes to sleep in a yellow sleeping bag

These notes aren't good, I need more. I need to be a detective, to get deeper.

"Stop it! Get away from me!"

You looked up to see two grown men harassing a girl, she looked about to be a school girl still.

I'm not gonna stand for this. Nor after what happened.

You remembered that your friend in middle school got harassed by two other boys but you were too scared to actually do something about the ordeal.  You sighed, closing your eyes and directing your mind onto one of the grown men.

Sir, get away from the girl.

You saw the man look around, eyes quivering in fear.

You don't know who's speaking to you right now do you? Well, I don't know who you are, but I suggest you and your friend get away from the girl. I have a weapon, and you don't want me to use it. Now, when we stop, I want you to get off at the university. And walk home. And never ride this train again. And if you don't, I have a pro hero on speed dial, and he does not play around.

You stopped talking to the man in his mind, opening your eyes. You looked in his direction, and saw him talking to his friend in distress. You chuckled to yourself as the train started to stop. You saw the two men dash to the doors and in a panic, dropping their cigarettes. They ran up the stairs and you never saw them again. You walked off the train and waited to see the girl. You saw her softly crying, leaning up against a pole.