NA'VI || mha x male oc

Chapter 8

Tsukiri let out a tired sigh, the boy just got done with his daily training and he was now ready to head home.

The key turned and clicked, locking the gym studio. Tsukiri put away his keys in his pocket turning around to start walking his usual route.

It's been a while since the boy first started training his quirk. The boy made a very good improvement, but he wasnt ready, it's barely been 4 months.

Ever since the hero had told him about the UA high school. Tsukiri has been desperately trying very hard to train himself so maybe he had a chance to get in. Although 4 months was barely anything, it wasn't enough time to warm up.

Aizawa saw the goal in the boy's eyes, so he lent him a deal. The hero had a talk with the 'principal' of the school, Tsukiri was surprised to have been told that the principal knew alot about him already.

Apparently the principal thought it was a great idea to recommend the boy, yet on only one condition. Considering Aizawa had explained to him that the boy barely started to acknowledge his quirk which led to him not knowing much about it, and it was out of control some times.

The adults both agreed that after 6 months pass, the principal must see the great improvement of the boy's quirk, and it must be proven to him that the quirk is to be now very much under control.

Everything was explained to the young boy, which he immediately and gratefully agreed to doing.

Tsukiri was going to get home a bit late today, it was currently 6: 43PM. The boy had trained so hard he didnt even pay attention to the time.

That was until Aizawa had called the studio's landline phone asking him where he was at. Tsukiri apologized in a panic, hurriedly gathering his stuff before heading out.

Tsukiri walked through the night sidewalks, shivering as a chill ran down the back of his neck.

The teenage boy tried to simply shove it off, considering it was still sort of a chilly weather. But no. He feared this was something else.

Picking up his pase, the boy looked at his surroundings. There were many people walking and driving as usual. Nothing seemed off but it surely felt as if something was odd.

Tsukiri focused on the path ahead of him, he just wanted to get home. Maybe the boy was being paranoid, that's all.

The wind was blowing slightly, trees moving in sync as cars drove up and down the street, the smell of the city strong as ever.

The boy got to the cross road, waiting patiently for the sign to cross. Tsukiri looked around, making eye contact with a man just across the street, standing next to a white van, two other men walking to stand a few feet away from him. All the men looked at the boy.

Ears pinned back, tsukiri broke the eye contact shifting to the side. Maybe he should just cross the street further ahead.

Tsukiri put his hands in his pocket, leaving from his waiting spot to keep walking forward, not crossing the street.

It was obvious the men's eyes were locked on the boy, tsukiri felt the intense staring at the back of his head. Though the men seemed somewhat familiar to the boy, he just couldn't remember from where.

A door was roughly shut, an engine being started was heard. Tsukiri hesitated before turning his head to look. They had all got in the van, now getting on the road waiting for the light to turn green.