What a great first day that was. Aizawa had to interrogate me, the class was being forced to learn sign language to communicate with me and I had to help teach.
We were learning the alphabet and half the class had it backwards. Honestly we should be teaching them small communications such as "help" or "stop." Not this bullshit.
The bell rang meaning it was break before the last class. Well our last class. Each schedule was different for each course. After lunch we all had basic hero training. It lasted for two and a half hours until the end of school and would sometimes be allowed to run until after school.
"I feel sick."
"What's up?" Katsuki asked.
"I don't know."
"We'll that's helpful." I elbowed him in his ribs.
"Ah, fuck! What the hell was that for?!"
"Shut up."
"I AM HERE! WALKING IN LIKE A HERO!"
Kill me now.
"Class. As you know this is All Might. The number one hero. He will be here to help you with your hero training. Listen to his directions and don't die." Aizawa stated simply and left again. He would probably be watching us still.
"Today! We will be doing mock battles! But the first step of becoming a hero is...looking like one! So that means...COSTUMES! Our very own costume department asked you for your design ideas and got to work making your dream costume!" He explained. He grabbed a small remote and pushed a button. The wall on my right opened up to reveal a bunch of boxes with numbers on them. They were all labeled by seat order so I grabbed number 18.
"What'd you pick for yours? Or did that old man do something again?"
"I don't know how the recommendation process works so he did. It's going to be something stupid."
"10 bucks it's military style."
"No way, he'll make it something related to crusty's or something stupid like that."
I opened the case and pulled out the first piece of fabric. I was right! It looked like a mash of Dabi's, Shigaraki's and Toga's. The base was the same, just a simple black long sleeved shirt and pants and half hand gloves like Shigaraki's except skin tight. Then the coat was similar to Dabi's with the arm band except these went farther down to protect my arms. Then there was a mask and thigh holsters like Toga's.
Way to stay hidden, dad.
I snapped everything in place and shoved the knives in the holsters and looked back into the box. It felt like the box was never ending when I found a pair of shoes shoved in the bottom. Funny how they looked exactly like Dabi's. I texted Dabi a picture of the boots.
Me
*image*
Dabi
Awwwww we're matching
I assume the old man picked those out
Me
Yup
He's really great at keeping thing whole "my dad is a villain thing" a secret
Dabi
I shouldn't tell you this but the LoV is planning an attack. People are gonna ask questions when they see our cute matching shoes
Me
I really don't want to deal with that
Dabi
How's the information collecting thing going?
Me
It's alright
I just have stuff on the class
Dabi
Good
I've gotta go
I'll see you later
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