Double Trouble - Various!BNHA x OC

Chapter Fifteen - Realization

Sunako POV:

As soon as Mr. Aizawa walked into class this morning, I knew something was up. He shouldn't be back at school so soon after the incident at the USJ, but that's what you can expect from a pro hero. Unfortunately, I would know, I live with one of them.

Loud whispers echoed throughout the room. I sighed, and put my head down. Mr.Aizawa unzipped his yellow sleeping bag, and got up to address us. He appeared to be bored and tired, and I couldn't blame him. I wanted to be here about as much as he looked like he wanted to be here.

Iida (who I was sort of friends with now, I was friends with him about as much I was with Todoroki), started yelling, and everyone finally quieted down, turning their attention to Aizawa sensei.

"The UA sports festival is coming up. This is the first chance you get to be scouted by real pro hero's, and possibly join their agency. Don't take this opportunity for granted."

I knew immediately that I was going to have some intense training to do at home. I might do it of my own will, but in the end, my dad would force me no matter what I wanted.

Unlike normal, I couldn't concentrate in my other classes. I was too focused on thinking about the sports festival, and what it would end up looking like. Yes, I have competed and won other events like this one, but this could be a huge deal for becoming a hero. I do want to be a hero, but I want to be a kind one, who helps others by using her quirk. One who doesn't show off, and is always calm.

"Sunako Kimura!" Ms. Midnight called out, and snapped her whip to gain my attention. I looked up at her with a very 'I don't give a shit' look, and she backed away a little bit. I wasn't bothered, people do that all the time anyway.

"What was the property of art that was most commonly used in the 1900's?" she asked me, but I didn't miss the fact that she hesitated first.

"They most commonly used oil paints I believe." I told her in a straightforward manner, and she nodded her head towards me. Her expression brightened up again, now that I had gotten the answer right anyway.

"Correct Kimura!" she said enthusiastically, and moved on to the next question on her list.

*time skip to after school*

I had just finished eating dinner with my "wonderful, loving family" and I needed to train for the sports festival. Just then, my father approached me. Crap, I was certain that he was going to talk about training me for the sports festival.

I didn't even wait for him to open his mouth. Without even thinking about what I was doing, I activated my quirk and ran away from him at the speed of light. I didn't even know where I was going, I just ran. After about 1 second of running at this pace, I knew I needed to stop. I ended up stopping in a park that was all the way across town from my house. There, I found that I wasn't the only one who was planning on training here.

"Sunako-chan! It's great to see you here! Planning to train as well?" my bespectacled classmate asked you, jogging over to you from the other side of the park. He wiped sweat from his brow and smiled at me in an almost cheesy way. I didn't mind to be honest, he looked nice doing it too... wait, WHAT?!

Whatever. I have to train, I can't worry about him, or anyone for that matter. I have things to do if I ever plan to become a hero, which I do of course. I wanted to ignore him so badly, but I just couldn't. So, I spoke up.

"Oh, hi Iida. Yeah, I'm here for training." I said in a nonchalant tone. I didn't need him to know about how mad I was at my dad, or that I had just run away. He nodded his head and looked kindly at me. Most people didn't look at me like that, but it's not like I can blame them or anything.

"In that case, would you like to train with me?" he asked me. I liked the idea a lot, and I wanted to say yes. That's what a person like Ichika, or Tyusu, or even maybe Jiro would have done. But, for some reason, I couldn't follow in their footsteps.

"Sorry, no." I told him. Before I knew what I was doing, I ran off without using my quirk, leaving a concerned Iida behind me.

I'm such an idiot. Why can't I ever just act like a normal person?! Oh right... I'm not a normal person, and I never will be. My father and Ichika will always make sure of that. I'm sick of having Ichika in my face constantly. It's bothersome, and, well, I know what my dad's done. He's such a horrible person, I don't even know how he became a hero...

It took a while for me to realize that there were tears were streaming down my face. I cried silently, and hid among the many trees, in hopes of not being found or followed.

After crying my eyes out for a little while, I knew I would have to go back to the worst place on earth: home. I sighed, trying to calm down, and activated my light quirk. I then ran home as fast as I possibly could, making it there in 0.4 seconds. Not bad Sunako, not bad.

Ichika POV:

I have not been training. I know, I know, I probably should, but I'm SOOOOO tired. Plus, I can start training tomorrow and slay the sports festival. Nothing like a little friendly competition, right?

I was wearing the pink hoodie that I had bought with Ashido at the mall a few days ago, and I sighed. As I picked at a strand of loose thread on my sweater, I thought back to the day when Kurogiri had confronted me, trying to get me to join him and his awful league of villains. What did he want with me? What was his problem?

Then, a certain question that I had never thought about before dawned on me in that moment.

How far will they really go?