𝕻𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓- mha dance au...fem!deku

Belonging

   Izuku worked, worked, and she worked her bottom off. Her new nightly dance training taking its toll; but, nevertheless, strengthening her.
    Unlike gymnastics, Izuku was quickly advancing in the art of dance. Her hard work actually useful and paying off.
    Not more than a month after beginning her training, she was starting to become fatigued of  participating in two very strenuous sports. Her body was feeling ached and overworked.
     She sorrowfully knew she had to pick between the two sports eventually, or at least quit gymnastics' competitions, and instead join the non-competitive classes. That would leave her with more time and less exhaustion.
     Her heart ached at the idea of those thoughts.
  She had grown to love dance in just a short time, and she was raised a gymnast.
Picking between the two made her feel a sense of nausea.
     She was much more comfortable with quitting competing. It was just a matter of how she was going to tell the unkind gymnastics coach, Yana.
    Yana was a bitter, old woman who found yelling to be her go-to teaching method.
     Izuku decided instead of self-confrontation with such an elder, she would have her mother call the gymnasium and make the arrangements.
     After deciding on this pathway, she called her mother and relayed the information. Her mother, while a little disappointed at the loss of being competitive, was completely supportive of the young girls decision.
    
     The deed was done , and weeks went by without a huge hitch.
      Now, at the moment, Izuku was with Shigemi for her scheduled practice.
She was twirling, leaping, and stretching legs and arms every which way in fluent practice.
  
        "Good, good! Alright, now enough. I have something to inquire of you." The caring teacher announced.
        Izuku bashfully lowered her leg from her former arabesque positioning.
   She made her way over in a small number of gentle strides.

     "Yes ma'am?" The freckled girl questioned tentatively.

    "You are advancing...In a very nice time manner, might I add. Therefore, I invite you to join my beginner team. It's full of starters just as you. If you agree to join, I will happily pay your fee." Shigemi semi-excitingly shared.

   Izuku contemplated this request. Her emotions flared. She knew this was an opportunity to bloom in the world of what was dance. She continued thinking. She wanted this. This was great!

    "Yes, Shigemi, miss. Yes! I'll begin dancing with your starting class. Oh, thank you!"

       Shigemi smiled at the emotional girl, and gave her an flyer with class information relayed in printed letters.

    Izuku went home beaming that afternoon.
She was finally going to feel she belonged somewhere, like she was accomplishing her pathway to her unknown future.
 

     She was belonging in a 𝕻𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓...