Some random person: Who is your favorite OC from this story? Selene? Aline Ahearn? Any of her daughters? The sweet boy Akira or traumatized boy Azul who only appeared for one chapter as minor, inconsequential characters?
Me: Selene's thermos of milk. They are the true hero of this story.
Random person: ... You gave it pronouns?
Me: I should write about the love story between Selene and the thermos. Really, they are true soulmates.
Random person: ...
Me: :)
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Trigger Warning:
- guilt
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Today a series of mock battles between Class 1-A and Class 1-B is to occur at one of the many training grounds that U.A. operates.
Students from both classmates are present with their winter selection of hero costumes.
I have yet to understand why I was told to wear mine.
I still cannot participate in any practical exercises, so what is my purpose for dressing up?
Even Shouto asks me as much when both classes are busy bickering with each other. He pulls me aside and inquires, "The teachers want you to monitor the students' tactics and growth, right? So you'll be staying with them, away from the site of the actual battle. Are you okay with that? I mean, do you feel slighted by having to wear your hero costume when you cannot actually partake in the hero training?" What should I say to that? It is true that while I am not interested in becoming a hero, I do feel insulted. As though I am being ridiculed for something that was not in my power. When I remain silent, he continues, "We can talk to the teachers, if you would like. I'm sure they will understand and allow you to change."
"No!" I exclaim. "Perhaps they were hoping to boost morale by having all the students wear hero attire. I would rather not dampen their expectations. I am fine, Shouto. This much I can manage."
He doesn't appear completely convinced, but he does not push the subject. I am grateful for that. By then, the teachers announce that ballots must be drawn. A boy I only saw twice and talked to once decided to transfer to the Hero Department - Shinsou-san. So this event was designed to observe the progress of the hero students and measure the aptitude of Shinsou-san. If he was deemed worthy after the battles, he would be transferred. The teachers create eight teams of four and two teams of five for a series of five battles. Shinsou-san will participate in the first and last battles, resulting in his teams having a total of five members.
Shouto will be in the third battle.
The first battle begins.
I take this moment to summon a throne of obsidian, a table of ivory, and my thermos of milk. If my role is simply to observe, then I might as well do so in luxury. However, there is more to it than that. I heard rumors that Midoriya-san was having 'problems' with his quirk. Whatever issues these might be, Shigaraki will want to know. He will want to know details about every student. So I must gather information while looking nonchalant.
I busy myself with taking notes when the four teachers approach me. Wary, I create four stone chairs for them. To my surprise, they accept.
Vlad-sensei looks at my list of notes and hums in approval. "Eraserhead had shown me the reports you made just prior to the Provisional License Exam. Those were good. But these are excellent. Your acumen is astounding, Lucifer."
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Blossoms of the Dark
RomanceHanada Selene. Todoroki Shouto. Two troubled souls living troubled lives. But they somehow find solace within each other. They first met in a dream, and later again in real life. Both of them were initially wary of each other. But with time, the...
