Heroes? (OPM x FEM!Reader)

Ch. 1- Enter: (y/n) (l/n)

SEASON 2 SPOILERS

GUYS! THERE ARE MAJOR SPOILERS FROM THE VERY BEGINNING OF THE STORY!!! IF YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT KING YET, DO NOT READ!!!!!!!
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I tapped my chin, staring at my laptop. My screen was bright, and on it was the Hero Association profile page. My picture was on the left side of my screen, in which I wasn't even looking into the camera because they caught me off guard. To the right of this picture was my newly established name in huge characters.

"Ground Breaker, huh?" I mumbled to myself, unsure of how I felt about it. People aren't very creative here. I haven't looked at my name for the past two months, but the association has recently given me a reason to. My eyes flicked back at my picture. "Maybe I can get that redone today, since I've got to go to the headquarters for that interview... I'm even all sweaty in it since I'd just taken the physical exam..."

With that, I closed my laptop and put it in my backpack, along with the letter the association sent me and my wallet. That should be good enough. I headed out of my apartment after throwing some pants and shoes on.

I'm not a hero people know just casually on the street, so I'm glad I don't have to put a mask on or anything. My walk to the association was long, but it wasn't that hot today, so it's fine. When I got to the entrance, I was led to the interview room. I'd never been in here before.

There were quite a few people at the desk watching me walk in. "You may sit," one of them said, motioning to a chair in the center of the room. I did as they said.

"Hello," I greeted them. "I'm here for the class-up, right?"

Some of the people behind the long desk nodded. "Yes, you've reached Rank 1 of Class B in a mere week, displacing Blizzard. You now have the opportunity to move up to Class A at the very bottom of the rankings. You would be Class A, Rank 39, if you agree to this class-up," a man informed me.

"Well, yea I'd like to move up. Thanks," I said shortly.

One of the women spoke up, "Be aware that you will have to fight monsters Tiger Level by yourself if you choose this option, Class A heroes are called for threats like that."

I shrugged, "I have no issues with that. Plus, you'll give me more money this way, right?"

A man sighed, "Yes, you will. Then, if your answer is still the same, we will run through some tests with you, and you'll be admitted to Class A."

"Sounds amazing."

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I took my phone out as I walked through the exit of the building and searched for the association website again. My profile pulled up. Sure enough, I'm in a new category with a new ranking.

"Ah. I forgot to tell them to change my picture," I realized, the same sweaty and distracted picture not even able to stare back at me. It was staring at the person next to me because I WASN'T READY FOR THE PICTURE TO BE TAKEN. "Whatever," I sighed out.

My phone buzzed just before I turned the screen off. I was getting a call. 'King.' I pressed the green button and instantly heard screaming. "(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I MIGHT REALLY BE DEAD THIS TIME! REALLY JUST DEAD! I'LL DIE!" his frantic voice sobbed out.

I facepalmed. "Seriously? Where are you right now?" I asked, ripping the ground out from under me and floating above the buildings, hurriedly heading toward City M. He doesn't stray far from his apartment, and his apartment just happens to be not in City A.

"I'm at the convenience store! I just wanted pudding!" he cried. His footsteps were clear in the background.

I shook my head. "King, I'm going to need you to hide in a dumpster or someth-"