"Don't lose focus."
Komi had lost focus a long time ago.
"Each of you can move faster."
Komi didn't think that was very true, she felt like she was slowing down. She moved on to her fangs, and she can only make so much venom at one time, it was basically just 99% drops of blood coming from her teeth and the remaining 1% of her actual venom.
"And no matter what you're doing, remember where you started from. Don't forget who you were before you started UA."
Well, Komi wasn't much before she started UA. That's how she started; an unwanted girl used for upbringing of another child. A very humble life. She remembered greatly what that was like, and why she wanted all that to change.
"Always keep in mind that's why you're sweating, and why your limits keep getting tested. That's what it means to improve."
Komi knew she had to be improving at this rate. There was no way she was dripping all this damn sweat for nothing. And as far as she could see, it was just sweat. Sweat in her eyes, on her eyelashes, coming from her eyes...actually, that just might be tears...good chance it was tears and sweat though.
Komi had moved away from the tree. She didn't really want to punch a hole in it yesterday, so she managed to convince Aizawa to let her hit the rocky mountain a few times. He was surprisingly alright with it.
But now she was trying to emit as much venom as her body would let her. Her teeth started to hurt, like they had a cavity or something. Komi wanted to pull them out so bad.
"Oh!" Pixie-Bob lifted her hand into the air. "More importantly, tonight's gonna be fun! We're pitting class against class in a test of courage. I know you've all been training hard today, and later, you'll get to play hard! How's that for a reward."
Komi thought about getting two really big marshmellow and sticking them on her fangs so they'd be surrounded by a sweet fluffy bliss...
But, thankfully, training ended early and Komi got out of the sports uniform.
"Aw, Uraraka, that top is so cute." Mina cooed as Uraraka came out of the bathroom in a flowy pink blouse.
As the bathroom was now free, Komi quickly went inside to change into her clothes. Dark jeans that once belonged to Fuyumi had thankfully fit Komi enough. And then there was white sports bra as there was some more training to do, as Pixie-Bob explained. And obviously Komi wasn't about to walk out half nude so she threw on a black tank top.
Then, it was time to get to cooking.
Komi was put on carrot cutting duty by Iida. Bakugo was also put on carrot cutting duty by Momo. So, when Komi slowly moved up to the bench where the carrots were being cut, she tried her best not to start anything with Bakugo. Seriously, she was tired, he might've been, everyone else might've been as well.
"Wow, Bakugo, you're really skilled with a knife...it's kinda weird." Uraraka says as she takes the bowl of cut up carrot pieces.
"The hell do you mean it's weird! It's not my fault you're all so damn bad at everything!" Bakugo shouted back, but no one had the energy to tell him to shut the fuck up.
No one, but Komi.
"Bakugo, she just meant it's surprising you have skills in things other than losing your temper." Komi had free rein when it came to Bakugo. Nothing holding her back, nothing stopping her from saying what she wanted. It was probably why she went to town with it.
"You're cutting your carrot too thinly!" Bakugo whipped his head to glare at Komi.
Komi crossed her eyebrows right back at him. "You're cutting yours too thickly."
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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 ❖ MY HERO ACADEMIA
FanfictionKomi was good at most things in her life. Except for math...and confrontation -but other than that, she was smooth sailing it. Pish posh she may have been adopted by the number two hero under the guidance of helping his youngest son fulfil his pers...
