⚡️ Holding On By A Thread ⚡️"Best Jeanist's secret love child"

Aftermath

I walked to the locker room, wiping my tears as I walked in. Midoriya, Uraraka, Jiro, Tsu, Mineta and a few others were waiting for me, Jiro ran up to me and hugged me, "You did amazing!"

"Yeah, congrats," Tsu says a with a smile, I thank them and we all start grabbing our stuff to leave.

Earlier
Class-1A watched as Bakugou wasn't pissed or yelling that he lost, but neutral and even bowed to her before leaving in shock. Who know Bakugou would do that...

"Woah, I wonder why he's not super upset about losing!" Kaminari asked, "Yeah, he even bowed to her, your think he's planning revenge?" Sero commented.

Midoriya spoke up, "No, I know Kachan. He wouldn't do that unless... Oh, Kachan just showed his respect for her... That was his was of admitting defeat."

Uraraka screeched, "What!?"
Midoriya nodded.

"Wow, so Tadashi has Bakugou's respect? She's so punk rock..." Jiro whispered, watching Tadashi cry on her knees from joy. Chuckling at her friend.

"Thanks Jiro!" We let go of each other and I started removing my gear from my arms, stretching them happily.

The boys left so the girls could change into uniforms, as I was changing I rubbed lotion onto my scars, as they were a bit sore. I then changed into my uniform and grabbed my bag, walking out with the rest of the girls. We talked and laughed, separating at the gate to go home. Once I was alone waiting at the gate for Dad, I leaned against the gate frame and fiddled with my medal.

If Mom could see me now I swear. I wish I could rub it in her face... And make her watch me be stronger than she said I'd be!
I watched Dad's car pull up, he stepped out and I ran towards him, jumping into his arms for a hug. 

"I did it, Dad!" I cried into his shoulder, arms around his neck. He rubbed my back, "I'm so proud of you, Tadashi. You've come so far, now let's celebrate. April is approaching ya'know," He helped me into the car, "What day is it?"

"What day is what?" I asked buckling myself up as he got into the driver seat, "You're birthday, genius."

"Ohhh, the 15th!" I happily answer, he nods, "Alright."

Timeskip to a few school days later--

 It was raining in the morning as I was driving to school. I just watched silently as everything passed by. It was calming in a way almost.

As it was raining I yelled a quick bye to Dad and sprinted into the school, thankfully making it and putting my rain boots in my designated locker, putting on my inside shoes. As I entered the classroom they were all talking about being recognized a lot from TV. Honestly, I had a few interactions. A guy even tried asking me out. 

A little while after, Aizawa walked in, "Good morning."

"Good morning Mr. Aizawa!"

"You need code names, time to pick you're hero identities," He announced. So we're choosing hero names today? This is related to the pro-hero draft picks the last time I mentioned when we were in class together. Normally students don't have to worry about the draft yet, not until their second or third year. But your class is different. In fact, by extending offers to first-years like you, pros are essentially investing in your potential. Any offer can be rescinded If their interest in you dies down after graduation."

"Now, here are the totals for those of you who got offers," He clicked a remote and the results showed on the board. 

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