Winter || Bakugo

Chapter 46

When we all walked into the building we were all directed to go to, heroes from big shots to even locals covered the room. On the way here I realized we were going to the same place from the moment we all got on the same train. I glanced over at my dad, narrowing my eyes at him. There was a light blanket of seriousness that showered the room.

"Hey, what's the scoop? What's going on? Talk to me, Ryukyu!" Nejire rushed over to the pro hero, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. "I mean, I know you said there's a meeting but what's it about?"

"Patience, Nejire." The blonde woman replied.

"You too, Mr Aizawa?" Ochaco, Tsu and I approached my father. He turned around to face us.

"I'm confused. Why are you here?" Tsu asked.

"I was called in last minute for this thing. I think I've got a rough idea of what it's about." My father replied. If it was so last minute then how the hell did he beat us here? I literally said goodbye to him before I left the dormitory.

"You should too. Remember what I told you girls?" Ryukyu turned her head our way, chiming into the conversation. Now, I wasn't there for whatever conversation they had but I can put things together and it was probably about being worthy for a mission or something. From what I gathered from different conversations around the room, it's about an orchestrated attack and rescue. That's all I got.

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"If only I'd rescued her then, even if I had to use force... at least she'd be safe." Midoriya explained, telling us how he failed the little girl that we planned to save from the Yakuza. He had his head down, staring at his hands that were fiddling with his shirt. It was very distracting even though I wasn't standing that close to him.

"Aw man. So that's what happened that day?" The red haired boy asked. "So frustrating!"

I held back a yawn as we were on a rough subject. The meeting had been hours since they had to assign roles and explain the situation as well as make a plan. It was horrible, especially with everyone's different breathing patterns. It would be better if everyone could breathe at the same time so it would be less disruptive.

"We know you tried, Deku." Ochaco comforted the green haired boy. I glanced over at Mirio, who was sitting in front of me. My ears twitched at the sound of the elevator slowing down. It ment that someone was stopping on this floor. I patted the blondes back, looking at the elevator.

Right on cue, the elevator stopped and the door opened. My father stepped out of the metal box, heading toward us with his hands in his pockets. A woman stood behind him, a familiar one at that. Something about her irked me. What could I do though? Ms. Tsuki was the guidance counselor at UA.

"Is this a funeral or something?" My father asked. I watched as the blonde woman lightly smacked him on the arm. He glanced over at her, his usual grumpy expression turned slightly smug at the sight of her. I turned away, not wanting to acknowledge them. The beating of their hearts made it hard to do so.

"Mr. Aizawa, hello, sir." Tsu greeted my father.

"Ah." He scoffed, "call me Eeaser Head outside of school. You know, it's just my luck. Before you got involved in this, I was going to recommend that your work studies be suspended."

"What?! Why would you do that?" Kirishima jumped up from his seat. I glanced back over at my father, narrowing my eyes at him. He didn't even mention this to me. But I guess we haven't talked as much since we got put in the dorms.

"You were listening when. The League of Villains is involved, right?" He glared at them, causing my peers to go silent. "That changes things."

"What your teacher means is... he's worried about your safety. It's his responsibility to keep you guys safe. We don't want to have another incident." Ms. Tsuki explained, her voice was as smooth as butter.