The soft burrow of blankets that I had made on my bed was boiling me alive, especially in the summer heat. A shaft of light that had made it through my curtain made me squeeze my eyes shut.
Since we had gotten off on Summer break, all of my days were similar.
I would sleep in till late morning and only get up once hunger hit me. I wouldn't even make anything myself, I stole whatever Tamo-san had cooked and not eaten. Then I would return to bed and do nothing all day until I got hungry again.
It was boring, but I didn't have the motivation to do anything else. I couldn't even muster up enough energy to care about the encounter my classmates had at the mall.
It wasn't any of my business anyways. I didn't even know they were going.
As I was on the verge of dozing off for an afternoon nap, there was a knock on my bedroom door.
I glared at the door, hoping that Tamo-san would just leave. It made sense to me that he did, since I couldn't feel anyone on the other side of the door but there was another knock after a moment.
"Stop ignoring me, come out now," Tamo-san's gruff voice shouted. "There's someone here to see you."
Someone here to see little old me? I might as well see who it is.
I rolled out of bed, making enough noise to alert Tamo-san of my cooperation without having to talk to him.
I felt bare in my shorts and tank top so I grabbed a hoodie and pulled in around me. Anything to feel less perceived right now.
I wiped away the sleep that had built up in the corners of my eyes with one hand while combing my hair with the other until I felt semi-presentable.
The floor was cold against the soles of my feet as I plodded into the living room. I spotted the dark shaggy hair of my homeroom teacher on the sofas. He was sipping on a cup of tea across from Tamo-san.
"What are you doing here?" I asked bluntly.
Aizawa turned to see me in all my glory. He didn't acknowledge my current state and only countered, "I didn't see you at the closing ceremony for the first semester. I thought that you had gotten yourself lost again but you didn't attend at all did you?"
I wrapped my arms around my torso and avoided his gaze. "I didn't want to. Is that a problem?"
"That doesn't matter anymore. You asked what I'm doing here? I'm taking you for a training session at the school. We can make a start on increasing the versatility of your quirk like we discussed during detention."
"I'd really rather-"
"You're going. I'm not letting you waste your time doing nothing in your room," Tamo-san interjected.
"But-"
I froze before I could complain. My eyes darted to Tamo-san who was glaring at me.
Frustration built up inside of me as I was released from his control. Why does he keep making my decisions for me?
"Fine!" I yelled before I could be interrupted again. "But I'm going because I want to, not because you said so!"
"Go get dressed, Y/n, the car is outside," Aizawa said to break the tension, "I'll wait there for you."
Midoriya's POV
My conversation with All Might had been weighing on my mind for days now. And it only made things more confusing. Everything about Y/n was so confusing.
First she attacks him after he saves me and her from that sludge villain. Then she basically declares me as her enemy on the first day of school. She claims that All Might is some fake hero and makes all sorts of threats. And she always goes on about her Tamo-san, her guardian.

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Could Be a Hero - MHA x Reader
FanfictionWhen Y/n is orphaned at the age of ten because of the lack of action of the Number 1 Hero All Might, she develops a hatred towards the smiling hero. She is taken in by a stubborn old man that trains her to be strong enough to enter UA High. She meet...