The Villainess's Journey To Heroism

Chapter 10: Hero Names

"I'm so nervous," I stated, my voice a barely audible whisper as I walked along the hallway with none other than Eraserhead, or simply Shota Aizawa.

He didn't even glance at me, his gaze fixed on the worn linoleum floor as he strode ahead. "What are you so nervous about? You've taught a class before," he replied, his tone flat and unbothered.

"No, this is different," I insisted, my voice rising slightly. "It's not about teaching, it's...well, it's something else."

He didn't respond, his silence a heavy weight in the air between us. I knew it was pointless to try and explain. Aizawa was a man of few words, and his stoic demeanor was as much a part of him as his signature scarf.  All I could think about was Hina.

I was about to see her, to finally know if it was really her. But the thought of that encounter filled me with a mixture of excitement and dread. If it was her, what would I say? Would she even remember me?

"We're here," Aizawa said, his voice breaking the silence as he opened the door to the classroom. "Wait here till I call your name."

My heart pounded in my chest as I anxiously waited outside the door.  Aizawa was already inside, his voice a low rumble as he spoke to the students.  I could hear their murmurs, their excited whispers, and I knew they were just as curious about my arrival as I was about seeing Hina again.

Then, Aizawa's voice cut through the chatter. "I'm not good with hero names, so the water hero Ally will be joining you today to deal with this matter."

He stepped aside, allowing me to enter the room.  The students turned to look at me, their eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of awe.

"It's really Ally," the boy with spiky yellow hair, who I assumed was Denki Kaminari, exclaimed.

"Hina, are you seeing this?" Eijiro, the red-haired boy, turned to Hina, his voice filled with excitement.

Hina's POV

I stared at her, my breath catching in my throat. It was really her, Ava.  Her scent, her hair, her smile – it was all so familiar, so vividly etched in my memory.  The years had passed, but she was still the same, the same Ava I had known and loved.

What should I say? How could I react now that she was standing before me? I had expected to see her again, but I never thought it would be this soon.  I was completely unprepared, my mind a jumble of emotions.

"Hina?" Eijiro asked, his voice a gentle nudge to reality.  I slowly turned to him, my gaze still fixed on Ava.  I was too stunned to speak, too overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all.

"Something wrong, Hina?" Eijiro asked, concern etched on his face.

I managed a small smile, my voice barely a whisper. "Yeah, I just...I couldn't believe she's here."

Just then, I felt Ava's eyes on me, and I turned to meet her gaze.  She smiled back, a soft, gentle smile that eased my worries.

"Just like Aizawa said, I'll be in charge of finalizing your hero names," she said, her voice calm and reassuring.  She handed us all white boards to write on. "Everyone must present to the class the names they've chosen."

Most of the class seemed nervous, but Yuga Aoyama, the boy with the flamboyant personality, stepped forward. He held up his white board, revealing his chosen name: "I can not stop twinkling."