(Picture above is not mine. Just wanted to put something there, does look awesome)
"The bestest thing happened!" Mina cheered as she walked up to me.
I was slightly having a mood since Aizawa made sure I was almost late, which isn't cool, to top it off I was tired because something triggered some nightmares.
Not wanting to be rude I simply raised an eyebrow.
"Guess what it is, you're gonna love it!" Mina smiled brightly as she leaned on someone else's desk.
Some invisible girl walked up to us, "It's Mineta, he's expelled!" She cheered, "Finally!"
"Isn't it mean to be cheering about that?" Iida asked more to himself than anyone else.
"It really isn't in this case." Midorya concluded with a slightly dark look on his face, "I'm glad to see he's expelled even tough he had some potential."
"Quite down." Aizawa grumbled, "As you all know, someone got expelled, if I see anymore of that kind of behaviour, you can follow Mineta." He sounded bored while he fumbled with some papers, "More importantly, we need to discuss the internships."
Homeroom went by quickly, Aizawa kept it short, in other words.
As Present Mic walked in I felt extremely uncomfortable as I knew I definitely wasn't going to be ready for an internship.
More importantly, who'd want me, an absolute inexperienced idiot, as an intern?
Realising I wasn't paying attention I quickly looked up from where I had been staring (a book on the desk). Mic was explaining English (insert something people struggle with) while I had been zoning out. Of course I missed something I struggled with.
"Say Midoriya," Mic addressed a student, "Could you get the worksheets from the teachers launch please? I kinda forgot." He started writing something on the board as Midoriya got up. Before the green haired kid left the classroom Mic turned around and asked if I could go with him.
I nodded and got up. Testing my voice would be catastrophic right now, I hated being behind.
While walking trough the hallways I did feel better. It was a distraction I suppose.
"Is something wrong?" Midoriya spoke up, concern in his voice.
"Oh," I looked up from staring trough the big windows, "not really." I lied easily. Maybe I should just talk about it? Midoriya was a nice person.
Of course I opened my mouth right after, telling him I felt intimidated by the coming internships.
After rambling on and on Midoriya spoke up.
"I get it" he looked down, "I feel like that all the time."
My eyes widened, "You do?" Don't get me wrong, but he's like, one of the better students! His quirk is a typical heroing quirk.
"Wel..." Midoriya thought about his words, "I suppose I can't tell you all of it, but I do, it's complicated."
I nodded, "You don't have to talk about it, I'm just surprised because it doesn't look like you're behind, like at all."
Midoriya shrugged, "I admit I'm very grateful for my quirk, and you're not doing bad yourself. At the sports festival you became third, you have the potential to beat both Bakugo and Todoroki, but that depends on different factors like experience and training!" Midoriya rambled, "Your quirk has potential, if anything you could poison them and hide underneath the ground to escape the rest of the fight they put up."
I cleared my throat and finally he shut up with a quick sorry.
Slightly having payed attention to the whole mumbling I said, "I do suppose a sigaret snail could do the poisoning trick."
"What's a sigaret snail?" Midorya asked, "what does it do?"
I smiled, I had wanted him to ask that. "I read it on different internet sites, but apparently it makes it so after it stings you, you've only got time to smoke one more sigaret before you die from the poison." I said excitedly. Not that I had intent on killing, but I had my dark past and it was an amazing fact!
"Reminds me not to mess with you." Midoriya laughed slightly and the mood was fixed, "But seriously, the internships wil be fine, I'm sure you'll be fine."
We walked inside the teachers launch where some teachers were talking. The turned to us and we asked for the worksheets.
I'll admit, Midoriya definitely noticed me being 'friends' with the teachers. They practically were like uncles and aunts or whatever if you'd think about it. Wait, that's weird.
Never mind all that, please.
Turns out Mic had the worksheets already, he just forgot he didn't forget.
Oops.
Walked all that way for nothing.
As I sat back in class I noticed how much better I could focus after that conversation.
But who cares, I had to focus of training and studying.
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"Hey, UA person!" Someone said as I stepped onto the bus to go home.
"Huh?" I turned to see the person who had greeted me before. Back then I had just said I wasn't feeling like socialising and the conversation ended.
"Oh, hello."
"How's UA?" He started conversation.
"Er... it's alright." I said, "Tiring, but it's cool."
"What course are you in? No wait, you're from general studies right? I saw in the sports festival." The person geeked.
"Well," I sighed and took my chance to boast, "I got transferred actually."
"Where to?"
"Hero course." I said like it wasn't much.
The boy's eyes widened as some people listened in let out approving murmurs.
"That's awesome."
"Yeah, it was near impossible getting in, but its worth it so far." I smiled at him.
The next day he was there again, though now I asked him a question.
"What do you do for school?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing much." The boy shrugged, "I want to become a detective."
"Whoa, sounds exciting."
The boy just rolled his eyes, "Nothing compared to wanting to become a hero."
"No, it's thanks to detectives that heroes can catch most underground villains." I said excitedly, "Erasure head told me personally!"
"Whoa, he did!" The boy said, excited one more.
Over the week, I talked more to him until he decided we should hang out some time. He gave me his number and we texted.
One afternoon we went to a park and talked about everything and nothing, just having a good time. It was nice, not having to talk about hero work for a moment.
(A/n)
I've been sick. Just a bad cold, but I wasn't able to do much fun because of it (lost my hardcore world ...again). I just wanna say that I'm sorry for not uploading the story for ages it seems. (Three days or so?)
After all that I think I'm recovering. I've managed to write this, and trust me, its nice to see I'm finally able to do stuff again. (Being sick isn't good for my mental health apparently ;-;)
In conclusion I'm sorry for all that.
I'm trying to recover, mainly because some important stuff is coming up as wel. which will be troublesome as wel. And guess what? I'm sorry for that. As wel.
Now that I'm done with telling you, my dearest reader, about my troubles, I'd like to wish you a lovely day/night.
You matter and I appreciate you!
~coughing waffle with strawberries on the side
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FanficAbout the story: Y/N, that's you, is struggling with family... issues. In the end they are forced to live with a grumpy teacher, you can guess who that is. Despite everything that had happened, and the unfortunate fact that they failed the physical...
