when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "she'll send a huh?"
the bell rings and you let out a long yawn. "alright, that's it. class is over for today. the final exams are next week. i'm sure you all are studying constantly, right?" aizawa says, not-so-subtle with the way he's shooting you a glare. "don't forget to keep training. the written exam is only one element. there's also the practical portion to worry about." he says, walking out. "good luck." the door shuts with a click.
"i've barely even taken notes this whole semester!" kaminari (20th place) sounds petrified. "with the sports festival and internships i didn't have any time to read the textbook!" he cries out, clutching his head in terror.
"i've barely even taken notes this whole semester!" mina (19th place), who sounds questionably proud, is simply standing beside him with a carefree look and boisterous laughter escaping her as he panics. "it's true that we haven't had very much free time lately..." tokoyami (14th place) trails off.
"we barely learned anything when we took our midterms so they weren't hard, but i'm kind of worried about these..." kudo... ku... the sugar guy says. you should really learn his name.
you eventually zone out the chatter, and are interrupted in your silent contemplation by todoroki (5th place) tapping your shoulder. "have you been studying?" he asks, and you're surprised that when you meet his gaze you aren't met with that piercing stare he's directed at you all day. you stare for a moment before realizing you should reply. with a grimace you shake your head. "uh, nah... hopefully it'll be fine. i mean, i got 4th place in the midterms, so..." you trail off, staring ahead. "but uh... i don't actually remember the last time i was paying attention in class. so... that can't be good." you mutter.
you're getting used to seeing todoroki prepared to say something only to be swiftly interrupted.
"you're the best, yaomomo!" mina and kaminari yell in sync. you glance over due to their volume and todoroki follows suit, not without an eyeroll that you happened to miss. you watch as your classmates gather around yaomomo, asking her for tutoring and help with studying. her hands cover her mouth as her cheeks heat up. you smile at the sight. "aww, yaomomo's makin' friends!" you cheer, smiling happily. todoroki hums. "yes, let's do it!" she cheers after getting up excitedly, the to-be-tutored students follow suit with similar excitement.
"okay, we can hold a study session at my residence over the weekend! oh, i must call mother and have her set up the great hall for us. it would be the perfect spot! what kind of tea does everyone like? i'll have her make sure we're stocked! in my family we always drink harrods or wedgwood, so if you have any preference let me know! you'll all be model students when we're done, i'll make it my personal duty to push you forward."
i wanna go...
we have patrols this weekend, remember? no study hangout for you. devil duty calls.
you visibly deflate, and it doesn't go unnoticed. "would you care to attend, y/n?" yaomomo asks. you frown. "i want to, i really do! but i'm busy this weekend..." you trail off, frowning. yaomomo smiles comfortingly. "that's alright! why don't you come over this evening? we can do a quick one on one study session." yaomomo suggests cheerfully. you bounce in your seat for a moment. "yes, please! i'd love to!" she mirrors your movement. "yay! i'll be sure to send my driver to pick you up, then!"
she'll send a huh?
miss money bags, over here...
when class comes to a swift conclusion, you head home to change. once you get outside is when you're greeted with the car she spoke of.
that's...
a limo...?!
you blink in surprise as the driver steps out, opening the door to the cabin separated from the drivers seat. "madam yūrei." he says calmly, bowing as he awaits your entry. you laugh nervously, stepping inside with a grateful bow. "um, thank you..." you mumble, before sitting down inside. it's empty in here, and the limo takes off before long.
you sit stiffly in the center of the seats, unsure whether your blood is rich enough to properly appreciate this ride. then, the sound of rummaging catches your attention. yumi stands in the back, digging around in the mini fridge like a fiend. "yumi!" you hiss, and she flips you off in favor of pulling out two drinks.
the ride henceforth is spent enjoying the (stolen?) drinks from the limo, as well as conversations with yumi. those which end in you deciding that tonight is perhaps the best time to tell yaomomo what's going on in your life.
of all people, yaomomo needs the truth. it would be unfair to keep her in the dark only for you to disappear one day and leave her with grief. it's best to tell everyone now, while you're still alive. if you hide it, then you won't be able to spend time with those who matter before it's all over. this thought process is one yumi resents, but given the situation, it is the best one.
"madam yūrei? we've arrived." the drivers voice comes in through the intercom connected to the back of the limo from the drivers side. "oh, alright." you mumble in reply, standing and approaching the door. "please hold on a moment, i'll be there to open it for you shortly." you smile bashfully, but scoff slightly upon realizing he can't see you. "it's quite alright, i'll let myself out. thank you kindly for the ride, sir." you reply and upon exiting the vehicle, offer the man a brisk bow before turning to the gates in-front of you.
they tower taller than sora, and for a moment you wonder if this is how royalty lived during medieval times. a pathway bordered by beautifully shaped stones leads up to the stairwell into the gorgeous front porch of the mansion. you let out a small sigh of disbelief, and yumi leans against your shoulder with a huff. "man, i knew she was rich, but this is next level." she mumbles and you laugh. "i had the very same thought just a moment ago." you reply, staring ahead. then, a voice speaks from the intercom. "hello. you must be young madam yaoyorozu's visitor? please confirm your name for entry." the voice speaks, and you perk up with a small 'oh!', realizing you had just been standing in front of the locked gate this whole time.
"yūrei (y/n)."
"please, come in."
"miss money bags, over here..." ✧‿➹
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