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 know, aizawa. i'll be safe, i promise."
"everyone has their costumes, right? remember, you don't have permission to wear them out in public yet. and don't lose them or anything." aizawa double checks sternly. this is maybe the third time he's made sure everyone had their costumes and knew to take care of them. you wonder if his students had lost or forgotten their costumes before. "gotcha!" ashido cheers, smiling excitedly as she holds her hero costume box over her head. "speak properly, ashido. it's 'yes, sir.'" he reprimands, and she pouts as she holds her hero case normally. "yes, sir..." you laugh softly at her.
"make sure you mind your manners with the other heroes during your internships. now, get to it." the class all resounds with a yes, sir. they begin chattering amongst themselves, but iida instantly departs to go to his train. he doesn't spare his friends a glance or a word, and todoroki trails iida with his eyes from beside you.
midoriya and uraraka scramble off behind him, probably to talk to him since they seemed close. you approach aizawa while todoroki is briefly distracted, and you miss the way he watches you carefully when you approach your shared homeroom teacher.
yumi does not miss it, however. her physical form is becoming stronger with your increasing power levels, to the point where todoroki can feel her heavy gaze as she stands behind you menacingly. he can't see her, but he can feel her. a heavy, menacing presence lingering in your usually awkward and gentle one. "do you have your syringes? and rakurai is waiting for you, right? you two are ready, right? don't be reckless, stay safe." he nags quietly, and you pout. "i'm not that reckless--" he shakes his head. "don't lie, it's unbecoming. just remember your immortality isn't protecting you from your illness, if you die unnecessary deaths you only cut the time we have to figure out a cure or solution shorter. you have to be careful, y/n. do you understand?" you huff, crossing your arms. "okay, dad. i get it." you mutter sarcastically, and he shoots you a glare. "don't disregard me, i'm serious."
"i know, aizawa. i'll be safe, i promise." he stares at you for a bit longer before sighing. "alright, that's all i wanted to hear. give rakurai my regards." you nod, and he walks off. when you turn around, the menacing presence disappears and you notice that todoroki is still standing there despite the rest of your classmates having already dispersed. you offer him a tiny smile, still feeling a bit awkward about the sudden switch from barely interacting to behaving like friends would with the boy who was probably about as socially skilled as you were.
"you haven't left yet? what train are you taking? i thought mine was the only one coming in late." todoroki shakes his head. "i believe we're riding the same train, the one to yokohama?" you nod, humming softly. "that's good, at least there's company for a boring train ride. who did you decide to intern with, todoroki?" you ask, and the two of you begin walking to the benches near the trains while talking.
"i am going to intern with endeavor." he says, and your eyebrows raise in surprise. "oh? really? brave choice." it's really all you have to say, and he can't help being partially amused. "you don't have to like him to learn from him." you hum in thought. "i suppose that's true." you mutter, shrugging. "still, i'd be too preoccupied thinking of different ways to flip the guy off in ways that he couldn't be mad at me for." todoroki smiles a bit at your childishness. "how would you?"
