That weekend I decided not to waste my time, so instead of training, I studied. I studied what Izuku had written in his notebook. The section making up most of 1-A had mostly info on Ochako, Iida, Aizawa, and some other classmates who I do not know the names of currently. What I found odd was a page with weird math problems all over it, I wasn't all too good with mathematics, but I could tell these equations were very complicated. Surprised Izuku could even solve most of them. Hopefully, some of this info will come in handy any time later.
I will win this for you, Izuku. Promise.
Something else I noticed in his notebook was All Might's autograph. I was surprised to have stumbled upon it but also confused. How did he get this? Did he meet him? Why didn't he tell me? I felt a bit hurt realizing he once again kept something secret from me but also puzzled about why. Why would he even hide something about this, was there something that happened when he met him? Was this before or after going to UA? It could've been once we got to UA, but then how come I'd never seen it happen? I decided to push the questions away for later and began studying the pages of his notes once again.
I was now sitting against the wall, in 1-A's prep room, wearing my gym uniform. I was waiting for the festival to begin, but at the same time, I didn't want it to start. I could feel butterflies in my stomach, both literally and physically. I was tapping my foot along the ground in front of me as I bit my fingernails nervously. Though the expression along my face was mostly numb and blank, everything else showed that I was obviously nervous. But I wasn't just nervous I was also excited. The sports festival could help me get closer to becoming a hero, which with that thought made me a little sad. I wanted Midoriya to be doing this with me, but he can't currently. Hopefully next year he'll be around to do it.
Mr. Aizawa then came through the door, Iida being the first to respond to his presence.
"Is something wrong, Mr. Aizawa? I don't think the sports festival has begun yet."
"...No, the festival has not started yet. I actually want to talk to [Last Name]."
I sprung my head up instantly, now looking at half of the class's gaze on me. Nosy much?
I got up from where I had sat and walked out of the room with Aizawa, the door being closed behind us so no one could listen in.
Now standing face to face with him in front of the prep room, the chatting of people outside in the arena in the background, I was the first to ask about his requested conversation.
"Am I in trouble?"
He shook his head slightly whilst answering my question.
"No... I talked with some of the staff of UA, and Principal Nezu, and they all agreed that if your quirk goes out of control and you can't calm it down, I can disable it. I wanted to make sure you were aware of that, so you don't have to worry about potentially hurting people. Just yell out that you can't shut it off and hopefully I'd be able to cancel it in time. But if you think you can, try and calm it down. Hopefully, it will be easier and quicker."
"Ok... Thanks."
I headed back into the prep room, going back to where I had sat. I then began thinking about what Aizawa had just told me. Could I actually hurt anyone severely? What if I hurt Ochako or Iida or Tsu, or even anyone else in my class? I'd never be able to forgive myself if that happened. But hopefully, it never does, and I don't go out of control like with the last incident.
Pretty soon it was time to go, and with my blank expression and my now chewed fingernails, I strutted with the rest of the class out to the middle of the arena as Present Mic called out for our class.
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