The Villainess's Journey To Heroism

Chapter 3: Secret

Hina turned to see Todoroki, his dual-colored eyes narrowed with a fierce intensity. He launched another ice attack, but this time, Hina used her quirk to reshape the ice, sending it back towards him. He grunted in annoyance, his gaze fixed on her with a mixture of frustration and determination.

"Do you pity me? Why aren't you using your other side?" Hina asked, her voice a playful taunt. Todoroki's annoyance only grew.

"You do know that part will work more on me, right?" she continued, her smile widening. He felt a surge of anger, his face contorting into a grimace.

"Shut up!!" he growled, his voice a low rumble.

He launched a massive attack, creating a towering wall of ice that trapped her inside. He stood there, panting heavily, his gaze fixed on his creation. But then, the ice wall split in two, and a red-haired girl emerged, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. She touched Todoroki, her quirk tightening his costume, effectively tying him up. She then took his band before undoing her quirk.

As she finished, a blonde-haired boy, his face contorted with a mixture of anger and amusement, stepped between them. He unleashed an explosion, forcing Hina to jump back.

"Come on, why can't I have a rest?" Hina complained, her voice a mixture of frustration and amusement.

"New girl, how much point have you gotten so far?" the explosive boy, Katsuki Bakugo, asked, his voice laced with a hint of challenge.

"Ten from two leaders, and it's going to be fifteen once I beat you," she said, her smile widening.

"You can try," he responded, his eyes flashing with a murderous intent.

"Five, four, three, two, one," Hina counted, her voice a steady rhythm. As she said "one," a bell rang, signaling the end of the match.

"You got lucky," Bakugo said, his voice filled with a mixture of frustration and begrudging respect.

"Yeah, whatever," Hina replied, her smile turning into a playful smirk.

Later, the entire class gathered around Aizawa, who displayed the results of the match. Team Bakugo had emerged victorious, followed by Team Hina, then Team Midoriya.

Aizawa gave a speech about their strengths and weaknesses, but at the end, he turned to Hina, his gaze sharp and piercing.

"W-why?" she stuttered, her voice filled with a mixture of nervousness and confusion.

"What was that?" he interrogated, his voice a low rumble.

"What was what?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"During your fight with Kirishima," he said, his eyes fixed on her, his expression unreadable. Hina looked away, her face flushing slightly.

"Right, what was that?" Kirishima added, his voice filled with curiosity.

"What was what?" Midoriya asked, his face a mixture of confusion and concern.

"During our fight, her speed and strength suddenly increased, her body was like glowing a bit," Kirishima explained, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and bewilderment.

"Maybe you're just hallucinating," Hina excused, her voice a nervous tremor.

"Don't act dumb, I know what I saw, Hina," Aizawa said, his glare intensifying.

"I could explain it to you, but it would be too complicated, and it's also super unbelievable," she said, trying to deflect his questions.

"I'm a teacher for a reason, Hina," he said, his voice a low growl.

Hina bit her bottom lip, her mind racing. "How am I supposed to explain it to them?" she thought.

She nervously gulped and said, "It was magic." She scratched the back of her head, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I'm serious, Hina."

"So am I," she replied, her voice a mixture of defiance and desperation.

"I told you it's unbelievable," she added, her voice laced with a touch of frustration.

Aizawa's suspicions grew, and the other students remained confused, their eyes wide with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.

Later

Hina was on the phone, her voice a hushed whisper.

"This is rare," the voice on the other end of the line said.

"I know. I said I wouldn't be calling you anymore, but I need a phone. I tried to buy one, but they said eighteen and under aren't allowed to buy phones," Hina explained, her voice filled with a mixture of frustration and desperation.

"Did you ask Tomura? I mean, he's living with you, isn't he?" the voice asked, a hint of amusement in its tone.

"Well, that's the thing. He left this morning, and I doubt he's coming back," Hina replied, her voice filled with a touch of sadness.

"Go to the store. I'll call him," the voice said, its tone reassuring.

Hina disconnected the call without a word and left the house.

Later, Hina stood in a dimly lit alleyway, her face a mask of apprehension.

"Jeez, I can't believe you're asking your enemy to buy you a phone," a blue-haired man in a hood said, his voice a low murmur as he opened a box containing a phone.

"What am I supposed to do? I need a phone, and I have no one," Hina replied, taking the phone and starting to open it.

"I hear someone walking towards us. Are we going to put up that brother and sister act?" he asked, his eyes narrowed with a hint of suspicion.

"No, you can leave," Hina said, her voice filled with a quiet determination. "Because I don't know who you are anymore."

They both stood up, their movements synchronized, and walked away in opposite directions.

"Hey, Belserion," a voice called out. Hina turned to see Denki Kaminari, her classmate, standing there, his face a mixture of surprise and amusement.

"Please call me Hina. It sounds weird when some people call me by my last name," she complained, her voice laced with a touch of annoyance.

"In that case, you call me Denki," he suggested, his smile widening.

She smiled back, her eyes twinkling with a playful glint.

"What are you doing here? And who's that guy you were with earlier?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

"I'm here alone, just buying a phone. I'm not with anyone," she replied, her voice a mixture of truth and deception. She turned and walked away, her movements swift and purposeful.

"Anyway, why are you here?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

"Nothing, just roaming around," he answered, his smile fading slightly.