One shots for Momojirou

Test Gone Wrong

TW: read at your own risk

Suicidal thoughts, violence, weapons not being named because of spoilers

I searched up the right names for the weapon parts just for this chapter.

Third Person POV

Momo Yaoyorozu: a student in the hero course, Creati, a rich girl, unbelievably smart, beautiful, great control of her quirk. She could beat so many villains all by herself if she needed to. She is a top student in class 1-A! Who wouldn't want to be her?

She wouldn't.

As the young hero walked down the street, using her weekend free time to get out of the UA dorms, she paid barely any attention to what was going on around her, completely engrossed in her thoughts.

But the sound of crying was able to just barely catch her attention. A child-like cry specifically.

It came from a small alley, just between two buildings near her. She started to follow it, looking around to see if there was anyone, just in case this shouldn't be any of her business.

"There's no one as far as I can see.." she thought. "Come to think of it...I haven't seen anyone in a long time."

The crying grew louder when she turned the corner. Her eyes widened and she rushed forward to help the bloody, crying child. But, before she got all the way down the alley, the kid started laughing, and then they disappeared out of thin air.

Her body froze. Could this be..?

She felt the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of her neck before she heard the safety be clicked off. As a UA student in the hero course, like expected, she immediately tried to use her quirk.

The plan was to make a metal rod for her own use and make one from the back of her neck that wasn't hollow, so if the gun were to go off it wouldn't hit her. But that didn't happen.

"..what did you do to my quirk.?"

Her voice was a whisper, shaking slightly.

Off the top of the building to her left, someone jumped and landed in front of her, but they had a mask. The only visible thing was glowing, red eyes.

Aizawa is the first thought, I'm sure. But, no..? Aizawa is a hero. A teacher. Her  teacher.
Did someone have a quirk like his? But why her? Why would this happen to her?

"Shut it, pretty girl. I'll blow your brains out with no hesitation."

"God his voice is gross."  The ravenette thought with a held back smile.

How could she be wanting to laugh in her current situation.

Her hands were shaking, every hair on her arms stood up in fear, yet she was almost comfortable.

"Why don't you let us into your home and show us every valuable thing in there. Otherwise.." The gun was pushed harder against her neck.

That did it.

Momo laughed. She laughed with tears brimming her eyes and the most heartbreaking smile on her face. She even felt and saw the thugs around her stiffen with confusion.

"We have your life in our hands you freak!"

The girl seized her laughing, took a big breath in..and stopped shaking.

"..I know. Please..shoot me."

Anyone watching this stunt happen would've been shocked to hear the words that the top student had said. But what they didn't know was that Momo's heart and mind had snapped many moments ago, finally realizing her chance. Her chance to finally die.

"God, please! Please just shoot me! Blow my brains out, make me bleed out. You don't know how grateful I am right now, so please just-.."

Momo's rambling was cut short as the gun was taken away from her neck, and the eyes in front of her stopped glowing.

"Wait what.?"

The person in front of her took off their mask.

Momo froze once again. Tears fell down her face and to the floor, her hands clenched into fists that shook with how tight they were, her heart almost audibly shattered, her mouth dropped open with a silent sob, and she just barely kept herself standing.

Momo Yaoyorozu, a girl who rarely used profound language, as she is a proper young girl, let all that go.

"Shit."

Shota Aizawa stared at her, eyes wide and glossy.

All her classmates, including her girlfriend, Kyoka Jirou, watched this unfold in their dorm through the security cameras. This was supposed to be a test. This was supposed to show how much they had improved! It was a new thing for UA; a hard, scary test.

At random, a hero course student would be picked to be put in a situation, and then they'd see how they acted, and use that information for further teaching.

Every student was ready for something dangerous. They already knew their lives were on the line by just being in class!

Jirou's eyes were wide, hot tears running down her face. The girl she loved...that girl...wanted to die..?

"..Momo.."

It's been a while hasn't it? I hope this chapter was thoroughly enjoyed.

Until next time mis personas <3