Sorry, Not Sorry

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Before I could answer I heard screaming, while kids were being thrown against the wall. Blood dripping everywhere. Villains were here. A lot of them. I slid my mask back over my face. 

"We have to go Bakugo." I started running down the hall, him running straight for them. I decided to follow him. His red tie flapping as he ran. I had a gun prepared in my undergarments if needed. I lifted my dress slightly ready to kill anyone. That's when the pros were busy fighting the villains. My feet came to a complete stop when I realized the pros were held hostage. Weak. 

Bakugo was standing, blast ready to fire. I froze. Everyone was either dead, knocked out, or held hostage. Leaving me and Bakugo. I saw Kirishima lying on the ground weak. It made me remember the first thing I heard him say, ever. 

"Wow dude, you are like so manly!" 

He wasn't looking too manly right now.

Without thinking I closed my eyes. I could feel my fingertips tingle as the threads started to form. All I had to do was focus. I didn't open my eyes. I felt the silk come straight forward and I couldn't control it. I swung the threads towards the villains. I pushed and shoved. I could sense them coming from all angles before they could attack. I swung up to the ceiling, all of them surrounding a big circle. I grinned licking my lips. 

"Perfect." I then jumped, letting myself fall.

"What an idiot." A villain said licking his finger, with a spark coming straight from it. 

"I am." I laughed. "Not." I used all my strength to make a steel web surrounding them in it causing them not to leave. My mask fell off. I turned towards Bakugo. 

His jaw was wide. I narrowed my eyes just as Hawks bust through. "Y/n!" The pros were checking students and getting them to see Recovery Girl in the hall.

He rushed to me, smacking my cheek. "Ow!" He eyed me. 

"Wait. You understand that you don't remember any of this?" He looked concerned.

"Hawks. I remember every bit of it. I was... in control." I smiled. Aizawa marched in with police. "Y/n, I thought we said stay out!" 

I shook my head. I was caught. 

Again.

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I was in the conference room yet again. This time handcuffed. 

Every pro and teacher were in here talking while I sat down thinking about what just happened. 

"Ok, well she saved people."

"And she could've killed them." 

"But she didn't. Let her join the school. She is strong and fierce and bold, and brave."

"And a-"

"A what?" Toshinori bellowed. "She saved our butts, and we want to kick her off to a cell? I say whatever she wants, she should get." He looked at me. "What do you want?" 

I wanted a lot of things. People to be happy. Everyone to be a hero. Everyone's dreams to be accomplished. Everywhere around the world to be a beautiful safe place. But one thing I knew I wanted. Most importantly was to be a pro. A pro hero. In order to obtain that skill would to take the classes. Training. 

"To join this school." I whispered.

"To what?" Aizawa said. 

Mirko smirked, talking with her hands again she raised them. "She said she wants to join UA." 

Aizawa groaned. "No-"

Toshinori raised his hand. "Now, I think that's a splendid idea. You can join 1-A." He clapped. "It's been settled. Nezu, enroll her. She'll start Monday."

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After that I started taking classes. It was nice. A life of what I wanted. It's been four months since the incident. I had gotten close with a lot of students. We had so many movie nights. Jirou and Kaminari have been talking almost every day as a couple. Thanks to me. I grinned over at them. We were in the common room watching a horror movie. 

Todoroki looked at me. "Enjoying yourself, Y/n?" 

I nodded. "Very much."

I was. I really was.

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