when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "i don't think this guy has a degree."
watching bakugo and midoriya fight was actually pretty entertaining. you stand corrected, maybe trying to murder each other was allowed. even if it wasn't, that didn't stop bakugo from trying. however, you took the chance to try and focus on getting yumi's attention. but even as you ignored the passing fights of your classmates in favor of offering her tempting things to try and get her to talk to you again, she remained silent until her presence eventually faded. you weren't sure if she was hiding from you or not, but considering you spent the better half of the day trying to get her attention you couldn't help assuming she was.
a huff of frustration escapes you as you glance up. a massive explosion tears apart basically the entire building, and uraraka uses the opporitunity to launch literally hundreds of little debris at iida, who had been roleplaying like it was a larp-sesh since the moment he stepped into the building. in the end, the smoke clears up and midoriya's entire arm is completely shattered. you cam tell from the way his bones limply stir within his flesh. "yikes, this got messy." you mumble, yaomomo nods in agreement.
"the hero team... wins!" all might declares loudly. you cant help wondering if that was what teachers were supposed to do, but you really didn't know any better at all based on what you've learned from kishibe. i mean, at least midoriya's brain matter wasn't spilling on the floor while all might stood over him taking a swig of some hard whiskey and lecturing him on his failure to kill an old drunkard. that's what your training had been like. midoriya passes out regardless, and bakugo seems to have some kind of panic attack shortly after. iida soothingly rubs uraraka's back as she vomits from quirk overuse. you can't help but find the concern on his face cute, his helmet discarded in favor of gently encouraging her that it will be okay.
"what the heck? the losers are all untouched while the winners are keeled over on their knees." kaminari observes aloud. tokoyami speaks up after. "how does the old saying go? they may have lost the battle, but they won the war." you give him a look. "is that saying old?" you ask, and he nods. you suddenly remember you're about a hundred, technically, and turn away with a hum of acknowledgement. "this class is intense." tsuyu says with a sigh.
sucks that i have to fight him, too. he'll lose twice in one day. that's gotta be a blow to someone with that kind of ego.
midoriya is wheeled out of the rubble by some nurse robots that you recognize from the young scientist lady you had brought to be treated here. you can't help wondering if things are going to be that intense every single time, but you can't help assuming theres some kind of beef between those two boys. bakugo is given a small pep-talk by all might before they return to the monitor room to look over the results.
"well despite the results, the mvp of this exercise is young iida!" everyone gasps in surprise, but honestly no one seems more surprise than iida himself. "shouldn't it be one of the heroes instead, since they're the winners?" tsuyu asks, and yaomomo shakes her head but remains silent. "mm, valid question! why didn't i choose one of those two? who has a guess?" all might asks, raising his own hand as if mimicking the students. yaomomo raises her hand from beside you, and as usual you give her your undivided attention. "sir, i can tell you why. iida embraced this challenge, he was the only one who truly adapted to his assigned role." all might keeps his arm up awkwardly.
