The Social Experiment (Under reconstruction)

Chapter 12

Last time on My Omega: 

Okishima found out that Nezu needed a student spy so he had Present Mic provoke him. He soon agreed to be their student spy in hopes of finding out more about Todoroki and what secrets he's hiding. 

Now: 

" Seriously you think that bubbly girl is capable of being a traitor?" I said while looking through the gravity-defying females' folder. " We can't take any risks, nor can we just rule her out because of her personality." I nodded at the black-haired male who sat in front of me sipping his coffee from a mug that had ' I'm too tired for this shit' written on the side in bold lettering. " Even that Todoroki boy is a suspect...Why?" I asked him and proceeded to pick up the duel-haired boys' file and open it.

Inside my eyes were greeted with quite the collage, 'Student has suffered from psychological and physical trauma. The cause is currently unknown. The student is closed up, appears to keep to himself, refuses to participate in curricular activities, and holds a great resentment towards the number two hero: Endeavor. Also his father. Mother is currently being held in a hospital for the mentally ill. Reason for being considered a suspect: Trama, is too isolated, secretive, and has a deep restatement towards a hero.' FURTHER ANALYSIS IS REQUIRED.

I placed a hand on my chin and stared at his photo as many questions and thoughts filled my mind. " Well as you can see and read, he has quite the past. Just as you do...Well I mean yours is a bit more concerning, but that's beside the point. He gives us a reason to make us believe he could easily switch sides." Aizawa said and pulled out another file and handed it to me, " This is our main suspect...We want you to keep a very close eye on them..." I nodded and took their file out of his hand. " What the hell is this?! A joke?!" He sighed and took another sip of his tea, " That's why we need your help." I threw the folder onto the table and stared at him and folded my arms across my chest. " Give me the other folder, the one in the black briefcase. I know it's in there." His eyes widened before smirking. " And this is why we chose you." He said and unzipped the briefcase and handed me the file that had a big red stamp on it.

" Woah...This one is different. How so?" I opened it and had to stop before looking back up at him and shaking my head. " That's not possible...What the fuck is this?!" I screamed and picked up the picture and brought it to his face. He just nodded and pushed the picture back toward me. " Now you see our dilemma. Let's figure out who this 'imposter' really is." I nodded my head and looked back down at the photo.

Who the fuck are you...And why are you impersonating a dead person?

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" Oh my god! Okishima! You have to join us!!" I groaned in annoyance as the pink-skinned female bouched up and down in an overexaggerated manner.

She had just brought up the idea to play an old game of two truths and a lie this Friday night in the dormitory living room, and of course, she'd chosen me to be her first victim.

" No," I said plainly and her smile instead of falling like I wanted it to just got wider. " Oh...I think someone is a little scaredy cat..." I growled and shot her a menacing glare. " Shut your trap. I said no because I have other fucking things I'd rather be doing than to play a fucking middle school trash game." I hissed and she just put a big pout on her face. " Why are you never any fun?! Kirishima! You try! I give up!" She whined and ran behind the redheaded shark-toothed male. He just looked at me and started rubbing the back of his neck.

He's another one who had caught my attention lately...But it's not in a wrong way...I just feel like he's hiding something about his past and it has something to do with his bright red hair. Maybe he was in a similar situation to mine...I don't know but, I'll soon find out.

" So–" ... " No," I interrupted him and took my attention off of the male and back down to my textbook. " Welp, I tried." He said and walked back to his seat which was only a few away from mine.

I looked over at him and felt a smile tug at my lips. This was one of the reasons why I like being around him. He knows when he's beaten, but knowing him he'll be at it again later with a well-executed plan of bribery.

" What about you, Todoroki?" I paused and started closely listening to a conversation between the girl who can create anything and the special grade omega I have become interested in. " No, there is no point for my attendance to be required for such a childish waste of time. I'd rather indulge myself in my studies." I smirked as Todoroki finished his sentence, it seems he and I think alike...Possibly in more ways than one...I need to find a way to get close to him...

" Well, that is understandable...I do agree." The female said and the conversation ended along with my interest in the matter.

" Shut the fuck up! I already said no!" I turned my head and quickly noticed the obnoxious blonde yelling at the pink-skinned girl who I assume had asked the same question she asked me earlier. " Oh come on and live a little! You never do!" I zoned them out and looked ahead to where Mr. Aizawa sat at his desk typing something on his laptop.

" Okishima and Bakugou, come up here." He said after lifting his head up and staring directly at me. I growled and did as asked and waited for him to speak, " You two have similar quirks, including Todoroki. I've already spoken to him and he agreed. You three will be doing a private partnership. In short, you three will be training buddies for the rest of the year." I shook my head and growled my wings were already heating up.

" Absolutely not! I refused to work with this disgusting pomeranian!" I growled out and tried to remain calm. " It isn't up for discussion. You three have dangerous quirks along with your special grade rating, we don't know exactly how it will impact you or the others." I scoffed and the tips of my feathers ignited and my skin started to boil. " I don't give a shit! I refuse to be a science experiment!" I raised my voice and Bakugou slammed his hand on the desk. " There is no way in hell I'm working with this multi-shit! Or that half-n-half bastard! You can shove it up yours!" I scoffed and glared at the blonde he glared back at me until his eyes shifted to my wings. They were fully on fire, fantastic. " Ah, shit! Here we go again!" I growled out and started patting my wings, trying to extinguish them. Mr. Aizawa looked at me with his quirk activated but my wings didn't go out.

" Holy shit! Mr. Aizawa's quirk didn't work on you!" Bakugou said with a cocky smile, " Yeah, no shit! I have eyes, asshole." We glared at each other for a minute before Aizawa cleared his throat. He sighed and gave me a glare then he pulled out two folders, " Starting on Monday you three will be taking an extra course along with a separate training class. This will last until we know you can properly handle your quirks and your special grade rating. Here is a folder regarding everything you need to know about what to expect and whatnot. That is all. You both are dismissed." I grabbed the folder and walked back to my desk, I placed it in my bag and walked out of the classroom.

" Stupid Aizawa, he's just trying to blow my cover. I specifically told him his quirk won't work with the special contact lenses that I wear. Yet, he just doesn't listen...Asshole.." I mumbled out not noticing the red eyes that were watching me and listening to my entire rant. 

A/N: Sorry I have not updated in like months but college is not easy. I hope you can understand. I also need some suggestions. Who should be the traitor? What extra power should the three of them get for being special grade? Let me know. I always love my readers' input.