Chapter 9: A Slimy Start

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A/n:

It's been a while since I've updated, so here's another chapter! Oh, and I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to post more chapters because I really only have Monday and Tuesday of school and I'm out for the rest of the week. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Key:

- h/c - hair color

- Y/n - your name

-L/n - last name

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Time skip - Last few months of 3rd year (Last year) of J.r High

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"Now, the quadratic formula was first used in 1594 by a man named Simon Stevin. The purpose for this formula is to give us the roots of the parabola. Now the parabola is a mechanism that......"

The teacher at the front of the classroom went on with the lesson as the rest of the student's paid attention, well, some of them.

Most of the students were either scribbling on a piece of notebook paper or on their phone while the teacher wasn't looking.

A certain h/c girl sat in the back row near the window. She looked out of it as her thoughts consumed her.

It's been a few months since the interaction between herself and Dabi. After he gave her his jacket and returned home, she noticed her parents were still out and about, so she took the chance to deep clean his jacket because it was covered in blood here and there.

She ended up hiding that thing in her jacket, but fate had other plans because later that night her parents came home, and her mom went through her closet to find something of hers but stumbled upon the jacket and asked her where it was from.

Y/n, like any other teenager would do, lied and said that she bought it on one of her outings with Shinsou a month before they moved here. Absolutely, her mom believed her, why wouldn't she? Her daughter never really has a reason to lie so why start now. Right?

After that meeting though, I haven't interacted with any other characters from the series except for the ones I've already met. I've also been training more as the year went by, increasing my exercise routine and pushing myself to the limit.

So far, I've gotten good control over my wings but nothing fantastic yet, but it'll be good enough for the upcoming entrance exam at UA. My knuckle-stingers, as I like to call them, have become stronger, I'm able to now produce at least 2 different poisons through them. The poisons being a lead and Hornet poisoning.

"Alright students, you guys are all third years now and it's time to start taking your future seriously!"

Once those words flew out of your homeroom teacher's mouth, your eyes widened slightly as you whip your head towards the teacher as he continues talking as he reaches for some stacks of paper on his desk.

"Finally, the plot really begins..."

"Now, I would hand these out .... but I know you guys are going to want to aim to become heroes!"

As those words left his mouth and those papers flew onto the floor, the students in your class all began to cheer and use their quirks.

Looking around, you see the students using their quirks, a small frown on your face.

Okay, you couldn't lie that having a quirk and using it was awesome and pretty cool, mainly because you've never had one or they never existed in your world, but they still shouldn't use it so recklessly.

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