atychiphobia || h.shinso

CHAPTER TWO

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"DON'T YOU FIND IT STRANGE? ONLY THING WE SHARE IS ONE LAST NAME."

"sorry kid. this was just a misplacement. you can't be in the hero course. at least this year." one of the lesser known heroes, eraserhead told you. you felt crushed.

"remind me of your quirk again?" he asked. you wondered why he asked.

"um, my quirk is energy manipulation." you replied.

"energy manipulation? that could be useful.." aizawa mumbled under his breath.

"look, i have an offer. you can be in 2-A but, only every other day. you have to wear a disguise in one of the classes. the reason i'm allowing this is because currently 2-A is being targeted by all for one." he explained to you. you didn't feel ready for this. you don't even have proper training for your quirk. you can barely pick up a 22kg dumbbell.

"i deeply appreciate this sir, but, i don't have any proper training for this." you sighed. if only you would've gotten training behind your parents back, although—they would've found out. one way or another.

"we'll fix that. all i need is a signature from your parents. bring that back to me tomorrow and we have a deal." the man with long black hair handed you a sheet of paper with various information and questions on it.

as a kid, you learned how to fake your parents signature, so you could do sports at school. you would lie and say that you're in a study group when there was practices.

somehow, your parents would always find out. it pissed you off.

"thank you!" you bowed and walked to your class. until you realized you didn't know the way to class.

"do you know where the business course rooms are?" you asked while turning back around.

"take a left then a right and it's 3rd door." he pointed in the general direction of where you're supposed to go.

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the second you got home from school, the first thing your mom asked was "how are your grades?" you wished she would just ask how your day was.

"really good. i have all 90s and one 80." you said while closing the door and taking your shoes off.

"you know, your sister has 100s in every class." your mom gave you a dirty look.

"well i'm not my sister.." you mumbled under your breath.

"what was that?" she spoke through her teeth.

"nothing. sorry." you walked upstairs to your room to do your homework.

once you finished that, you looked at the paper your parents are supposed to sign.

"Please note that your child's life may be in danger while in this course."

you knew the hero course was dangerous, but damn. possible death?

you just ignored it all. it's been your dream to be a hero ever since you were a little girl.

you signed the paper and put it in your bag.

like aizawa said, your gonna need a disguise for one of your classes so that you're not recognized.

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"hey, mom. i'm gonna head to the store so i can get some stuff for school." you told your mom.

"i don't care. just be back before 9." she shrugged you off.

you grabbed the card your mom has for you, but you also put cash in your pocket so your mom couldn't monitor what you're buying.

you walked to the store and looked at the hair dye section.

you decided to get navy blue temporary hair dye so you could wash it out the next day.

you picked up some colored contacts, fake piercings and fake glasses.

just so your mom wasn't suspicious, you got a notebook and some pens.

you paid for your stuff and then walked back home.

you were super tired so you just headed upstairs and immediately fell asleep.

you got up extra early today so you could do your hair in a different style.

once you were finished with that you put on your fake piercings, and glasses. you had to come up with a fake name too. it would be easier to just think of a different last name.

once you were finished getting ready, you got in the back of your limo and rested your cheek on your palm while thinking of what the hell you're gonna do.

A/N:

i want chipotle rn