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Before we begin. I'd like to apologize for not updating in almost a month. I thought the views were getting low and people weren't that interested anymore so...

 I thought the views were getting low and people weren't that interested anymore so

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I came back to almost 300 notifications otherwise, thank you. Alright now, here's chapter 9!

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Wednesday, 5:49 pm.

I was discharged eventually. But not without strict orders from the doctor, a good night's sleep; and a therapist. I'm willing to bet my mom told just about everything to the doctor, in my best interest of course. And I had completely erased my mind about UA until I reached the front door to home.

A nice white envelope waited for me, my name in big fat letters next to a UA logo.

"What's that?" My mother looked dumbfounded and took the letter from me. I had completely totally forgotten to tell her about this, I'm unsure what her reaction might be. I looked at her with my best convincing face and shrugged, denial. She wrinkled her nose and handed me back the letter.

"Open it then, let's see!" She said, I could tell she was being sarcastic and that my acting had not fooled her. I could practically feel my heart bursting with panic. I looked down at the envelope with my best calm face and tore the flap open.

"A letter." I smiled nervously, I guess they don't give the same type of treatment to general course kids. They gave the hero kids mini projectors! Kacchan told me so. I took it out and unfolded it carefully as if I were holding a bomb. She leaned in closer for a better look.

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U.A. High School

General Education Department

Musutafu, Japan

Tel: (xxx) xxx-xxxx

Fax: (xxx) xxx-xxxx

Email: admissions@uahero.ac.jp

Website: www.uahero.ac.jp

04/26/xx

Dear Izuku Midoriya,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into the General Course of U.A. High School's General Education Department for the upcoming academic year. Congratulations! Your exceptional design abilities and intellectual potential have truly impressed our selection committee.

U.A. High School has a long-standing tradition of nurturing and developing the finest heroes the world has ever seen. We are confident that your presence will greatly enrich our diverse student body and contribute to the dynamic learning environment that we are proud to offer.

Please find enclosed the necessary dorm and parent consent forms and information packet. Kindly complete and return these forms by 4/31. If you have any questions or require further assistance, please do not hesitate to contact our Admissions Office at admissions@uahero.ac.jp or (xxx)-xxx-xxxx.

Once again, congratulations on your acceptance to U.A. High School. We look forward to witnessing your growth and progress as you embark on this exciting journey towards becoming a hero.

Sincerely,

Nezu

Principal, U.A. High School

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I'm fucked. Or am I? I can't possibly know what mom's face looks like right now because I'm over here reading over the words 'Congratulations!' like a dyslexic.

I stop and slowly look over to her. She's got her face all frozen in this weird expression. I recognize this face all too well; a face that screams 'when did that happen?' and 'should I be really mad right now?'

"I was gonna tell you, I swear." I muttered, followed by silence from my mother still looking at the paper.

"Didn't think I'd be accepted though." More silence.

"Mom?" I said quietly.

She gently took the paper from my hands and turned away wiping her eyes. Is she crying?! Oh god, I really messed up.

"U.A...? Izuku, you never mentioned applying." She said quietly, turning to me and gently grabbing my arms. "I hadn't even considered if you wanted to pursue your dreams again..." She said and her nose got real red, the tears were far from done.

"Oh, Izuku... I can't believe it. My baby's going to U.A!" She said happy but still shaky, and she wrapped her arms around me and started sobbing uncontrollably. I guess we were both still emotional from the past events because I began to cry too.

"You aren't mad?" I asked.

"Never, how could I be?"

I hugged her back tighter.

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(For clarification, those email addresses aren't real... at least I don't think so. Completely fictional.)

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