ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ//MHA X READER

09

Aizawa walked into the classroom, bandages everywhere. He looked terrible.

"My well-being is irrelevant, what's more important is that your fight isn't over yet." Most of the kids in class started to panic, it was understandable.

"The sports festival is about to start, I'm sure some of YOU knew." He stared right at you and you grinned and rested your face on your palm.

"Is it really such a good idea to hold the festival so soon after the villains snuck in?" Jiro questioned as you drew small swirls on your thighs.

"The administration thinks that this is a good way to show that the threat has been handled. This event is a huge opportunity for all students at UA, we can't cancel because of a couple villains."

You sat there, what were the events going to be this year? What if they didn't suit your quirk, the fighting is alright. One touch and it's a normal fight.

"This festival can open a big path to becoming a pro one day." You rolled your eyes, why would that matter? No matter what you do, you'll still be compared to your father. This event will just show off your weakness.

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"I'm pumped for these games!" Your red headed friend smiled and you cracked a smile grin.

You got up from your desk and walked out, the whole festival thing is really upsetting. It's just another way for the media to say how weak you are compared to the god that they call 'All might.'

As you walked down the hall, Uraraka, Iida and Midoriya were talking. Your father bursted into the room and asked Midoriya to eat lunch.

You clenched your fists and looked down, ever since that stupid boy. You couldn't help but feel like a shadow to your father, it hurt.

You walked to the cafeteria, Uraraka and Iida behind you also heading that way.

"I wonder what All might wanted with Deku?" The brunette pondered and you dug your nails into your thighs. Iida answered her question, they have similar quirks. Not all true but close.

"Probably, ever since that stupid kid showed up he's been acting like his father." You mumbled angrily and walked out of the line.

Accidentally bumping Iida's shoulder, you apologized and continued waking. Maybe you should've stayed in line, maybe you're acting so angry because you're hungry?

Todoroki looked at you strangely before listening to Iida and Uraraka theorize about Deku.

"Yagi, what's up?" Kirishima followed you, your hands squeezing your skirt, desperately trying to take a breath and calm down your angry mood.

"Nothing, I'm fine." You looked away but Kirishima grabbed your hand. "Come eat! It's boring without you, you're amazing to hang out with." You scoffed and the bit frowned.

"I won't force you, but I did get you lunch." He held a brown bag and you looked inside. Your [F/F] rested in there, it looked amazing.

"I knew you wouldn't want to eat any other food, since you're upset! So I got you it." You smiled before thanking your friend and going to eat.

You caved in and ate with him and your sorta friends, you liked talking to them but you mainly hung out with them because of Kirishima.

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You stood in front of your class door, the other classes crowded around the exit and you huffed angrily. Can't they leave you alone?

"They're scouting out the competition, idiots." Bakugo answered everyone's questions as you tried to leave. "So this is class 1-A?" A voice spoke.

You went on your toes and seen fluffy purple hair? Was he from another class? Maybe support course, he looks tired.

"Is everyone in the hero course this delusional? Or just you?" You went to open your mouth but he came closer and it shut closed immediately, he was kinda fine.

"I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others, I was forced to choose another track." You looked down, would you have gotten in without recommendations? Probably not.

"But I have another chance. If any of us do well in the festival, the teachers have a choice to transfer us to the hero course. They'll transfer people out to make room." You bit your lip in fear.

What if you got transferred out? "I'm not scouting out the competition, I'm just letting you know that if you don't do your best. I'll steal your spot."

Bakugo left and you finally tried to make your way out. "Excuse me, can you move over? Please?" You politely asked the purple haired boy who glared at you.

"What's that look for?" You scrunched your nose. "Nothing, daddy's money." You scoffed and looked at him with anger in your eyes.

"Just because I got in by a recommendation from my father. Doesn't mean I can't kick your ass." You jabbed your pointer finger into his chest. "Sleepy boy."

"Whatever you say, daddy's money." He grinned and you clenched your fists and walked off angrily, he looked at you with a smile. What a princess.

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"I can't do it!" You screamed like a child as your father sat by with a smile. Gran Torino was flying around everywhere and you were supposed to take his quirk, hard to do when he's super fast.

He came flying at you and hit you with his big ass boot, you stumbled backwards and grabbed your nose. "That's not fair! My quirk doesn't give me super coordination!"

Your father laughed. "And you think that villains will be fair? You have a lot to learn!" You huffed and he came flying by you.

You lunged at him and your fingers just barely touched his leg, he almost fell flat on his face but regained his footing.

"Great!" Your father jumped up and walked over to you. "Now take away One For All!" You stared at him in shock, you'll break your limbs slowly.

"No way." You shook your head and he scoffed and held his hand out. "You'll be fine!" You gulped and stared at his boney hand in fear.

You shakily touched it and your body felt fine for a few minutes, your bones felt sore each second that passed and you sat down in pain. It felt like your bones were being snapped in alphabetical order.

You cried in pain, your father refused to touch your hand, he wanted to take back his quirk so bad but he knew if you went against Midoriya then you had no choice.

You clawed at the floor beneath you, your knees against your chest. It was so painful, but you desperately wanted to prove that you were strong.

You clenched your jaw and pushed yourself off the floor, you shook your head and clenched your fists as much as you could.

Your father waited for you to punch and that's what you did, he dodged which was no surprise. You swung your fists, he was so busy dodging that he didn't even realize.

You brought your knee up and hit him in the stomach, away from his wound of course.

He groaned in pain and you touched his hand, Nana Chiyo clapped as she walked over to heal your painful injuries.

She placed a soft kiss on your forehead and your bones felt nice, like there was soft cushions surrounding them.