Nanami Tsutsumi could have been what she thinks is "normal" but she's not. It's not her fault. It's the heroes that failed. She thinks back to that day often, had things gone differently she might have never been burdened with a power she never aske...
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Denki and I were trying, and I'll say that again, trying to get into school. But a bunch of reporters were crowding around the entrance.
Nanami and Kaminari had noticed the crowd as they got closer and questioned who they were and what they were doing there, but when the crowd spotted them they immediately ran and circled the pair, shoving a mic and camera in their face. Different questions are being spewed out.
The girl felt uneasy and tensed up, Kaminari noticed her staring down and standing rigidly. He was confused but quickly realized why.
'Oh... it's the crowd. I got to help her out!'
He slid an arm around her shoulder and awkwardly smiled at the reporters but kept his mouth shut.
"What has All Might taught you?"
"Has he shared the secrets of being a pro?"
"What kind of teacher would you say All Might is?"
A mic was shoved in front of Denki. He stared at it before coming up with an idea. He let go of Nanami and held his stomach, "Um All Might is.... um...I'm gonna throw up!"
The reporters went quiet and took a step back. Then Kaminari started making weird noises and they all immediately cleared away. He grabbed Nanami's hand and started laughing. She also let out a few giggles.
"You're so clever Kami...thanks."
He gave her a bright smile, "No problem babe! Oh, hey Aizawa sensei."
Aizawa glanced at the pair and nodded but kept making his way to the crowd.
"Wow, good timing." She muttered.
Nanami was seated at her desk and rolling her pencil around while Aizawa started talking to the class.
"Decent work on yesterday's combat training you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results. Tsutsumi. Great work, you performed better than you did in the entrance exam, well done. Bakugo. You're talented so don't sulk like a child about your loss, okay?"
"Yeah whatever." The blonde boy looked away.
"And Midoriya, I see the only way you won the match was by messing up your arm again. Work Harder. And don't give me the excuse that you don't have control over your quirk. That lines already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while training here. But your quirk will be pretty useful if you can get a handle on it. So show a little urgency huh?"
"Right." Deku determinately said.
"Now let's get down to business. Our first task will decide your future. I'm sorry to spring this onto you all but...We need to pick a class president." Aizawa sighed.
'Oh i was expecting something more...'
Immediately some of her classmates jumped up and shouted how they wanted to be the class president. Nanami slumped and covered her ears and watched the chaos.
