Izuku midoria PoV- smut warning
We've been at UA for around 6 months now maybe a bit longer. I kind of lost track since it's been such a blur we got our hero licenses, attacked by villains, sport festival, UA festival, I even saved a girl called eri. Basically we've been through hell and back but there was also a few good moments, well as good moments can get when I hang out with a bunch of nerdy losers. I've had a lot of close calls tho, like when someone accidentally walked in on me getting dressed, thinking it was there dorm but luckily I shouted while they hadn't fully opened the door enough to see me. Today is the last day before we break up for a week. A week to ourselves, heaven, my younger siblings have been sent to live with some distant relatives. They offered to take them since they figured me and my mom will be busy at work now, they don't know about her drinking problems. I'm sitting at my desk, I'm 'friends' with Uraraka, tsu, iida and todoroki. Iida is the class rep so he's just so much fun to hang out with and todoroki is endeavors son so he barely knows how to display emotions and has daddy issues which I suppose is the only thing I relate with. Tsu is pretty chill actually, she looks after her younger siblings like me and she doesn't get in the way. Uraraka is just overall annoying, she most definitely has a crush on me and she thinks I'm too innocent to be around when bakubitch swears. Aizawa comes in and everyone hurries to their desk.
Aizawa: "hello problem children, since you are all targeted by the lov principle nezu thinks it Will be best if you all stay at school....under our care... however since I've decided that you lot need to be teenagers ,even if it's just for a few hours, I'm taking you all to a party that's not held at school but you can't tell anyone about this understand?"
Iida: "sir I think that we should all dedicate time to studying instead of going to part- AH" sero kicks sonics chair.
Sero: "I'm down." Everyone apart from my friends, koda and sato agree. Koda and sato ask if they can hang out in their dorms and they're allowed to do that. My friends aren't fond of the class having fun and are saying how it could be dangerous to go to a party with strangers, even though Aizawa said he, mic, midnight, mirko, hawks and allmight will be there outside and inside the building.
Uraraka: "Deku, don't you think it will be dangerous?" Oh yea I go by Deku again. It's also my hero name and that stupid quirk I got means I get sober 10x quicker than before, it works when I smoke weed aswell! It honestly sucks!
Izuku: "oh I think it would actually be fun, y'know hero's are going to be here and we will all be together so it could be beneficial to have some fun"
Iida: "I suppose it will be good for everyone to let off some steam, I agree to this."
Uraraka: "well if Deku agrees then I'm in"
Tsu: "I don't really mind so sure, ribbit"
Todoroki: "okay" I see Aizawa breathe a sigh of relief and I do too. He sees me do the same and just smirks.
Aizawa: "okay you are all dismissed, the party is tomorrow so just be ready by 6pm." Everyone rushes out and Uraraka waits for me.
Izuku: "just go I'll catch up"
Aizawa: "dont you ever get tired of them?" Yes. Every day. Every. Fucking. Day.
Izuku: "no, yea they can be really strict but they're fun once you get to know them."
Aizawa: "mhm, well thanks for convincing them, I honestly thought you would ask to stay behind but you seem quite happy about it."
Izuku: "yeah I guess I'm just trying to push myself, anyway cya tomorrow sensei" I leave the room and head back to the dorms. I go to my room to get changed, I remove my concealer and wear a hoodie to cover my tattoos. Luckily my shorts are long enough to cover my leg tattoo. I go back to the common rooms and sit on the couch with everyone else.
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