Notice how I haven't named it Training in the mountains? This is more fitting (alr I'm gonna get my tired ass to sleep).
Lesser details and quality, more storyline. I forgot the storyline I've prepared because I slept too much. Don't be surprised about the changes these chapters will go through.
I admit that Bakugo somehow feels like a side character in his own story. DW, I'll reread everything and edit everything to capture more reader's interest and to get AT LEAST(!) 5K reads by the end of April.
Guess what I'm going to publish in April!
Day and night, I work like a dog.
Just because I got attached to this fanfiction.
written on: 20.12.2024-24.12.2024
word count: 2095 words
published on: 29.12.2024
It was 5:30 a.m. when everyone had assembled outside, their sleepiness noticeable on their face. While you hadn't slept at all, you looked more awake than the others, despite the dark circles under your eyes.
Aoyama was far away from you, being afraid of you since the last night. He didn't know why you had spared him nor why you had changed your mind yet. As you already deduced, he didn't tell anyone.
The purpose of the training camp was to attain the provisional licenses, something you didn't need as a pro hero. However, you still had to take part in the training in order to watch over your classmates.
Bakugo threw a ball to see if he had improved over the months. It turned out that he barely did.
He was used to hearing a remark from you. But none came apart from Sero's.
It didn't take long before everyone looked as if they were about to die as they did various training to improve their individual skills.
You stood aside and watched them with Aizawa by your side.
"Is there no way for me to train, sir?", you said as if nothing had ever happened yesterday.
"You probably have already surpassed any limits", said Aizawa before glancing at you. By the apathy on your face, you almost reminded him of himself when he was younger, his heart softening just for a single moment. That time when -
You suddenly threw a punch at him. Which he barely dodged. It had come too suddenly, and even though he was a skilled hero, you were still selected to execute a mission like this.
"[L/N], it's highly forbidden to attack a teacher", he warned, giving you his this-is-not-respectful glare.
"Just because I'm already good, it doesn't mean that I don't need training. Spar with me", you said with your emotionless voice, lifting your leg to kick him from above.
Your attitude had yet changed again. Aizawa had noticed your many changes in behavior at the start of your mission. He couldn't blame you though as he kinda understood your current position of dealing with such things, despite your young age.
He blocked your kick with his arm, however, your strength left him no choice but to use the white clothing around his neck.
Before he could disrupt your balance with his weapon, you supported your hand on his shoulder and jumped behind him, the white cloth dangling on your ankle as you pulled it with you, his raw strength not enough to pull you back. He didn't have time to react as you attacked his back, holding back to not seriously harm him, gracefully landing on your feet again.
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