Leave Your Mark | Various!BNHA x Reader

70: Star of the Moment

It's the day of the banquet, and although you're trying to stay calm, truthfully, you can hardly contain your excitement.

"Wow!" Eri gushes, clapping her hands in amazement. "Auntie [Name], you look so pretty! You're even prettier than usual!"

Hehe.

Today seems to be one of the rare occasions where Eri is praising you, rather than acting like a little ball of sass. She's obviously always cute, whether she's clocking you or not, but you have to admit, it's nice being idolized for a change. You'd be a little bummed out if she didn't compliment you right now.

Because you're wearing what is arguably one of the most beautiful dresses you've ever seen.

The gown Chisaki bought for you really does fit you perfectly. It's sleek, it's flattering, and the symbolism alone—how it connects to your Quirk and your very existence in this world—made it impossible to pass up.

"Does it really look that good?" you hum, despite already knowing the answer.

Eri beams wide and unrestrained. "Yeah! It's super pretty! I want a dress just like that when I grow up!"

"I'll have to think about it," Aizawa chuckles weakly. Eri pouts a bit as he reaches out to pat her on the head, then he turns towards you, adjusting his tie—because yes, even he's dressed formally for a change.

"Aizawa, you look nice too," you smile. "You even shaved. I think you definitely make the hobo chic aesthetic work, but honestly, you should try wearing a suit more often. It really suits you."

"Did you just call me a hobo?"

"Uhh... you misheard me?"

Aizawa just rolls his eyes at you. He can act grumpy all he wants, though, because you know for a fact this banquet didn't happen in canon. Which means that something changed, almost certainly thanks to you. Aizawa tries to make it seem like chaperoning the banquet is a massive pain, but you still haven't dismissed the theory that he might have had something to do with the idea in the first place.

To think that a whole celebration might have taken form as an indirect result of your presence in this world...

Yeah. It's no wonder you've got such a big ego.

"I want to go too," Eri whines. "I want to put on a pretty dress and go with Auntie [Name]."

"You're not old enough, sweetie," Big Sis gently reprimands, and she reaches out, pulling Eri into her arms. "This is a gathering for high school students. When you're older, you'll have plenty of opportunities to do fun things like this too, alright?"

Eri sighs, with a forcefulness and exhaustion that makes her seem closer to Aizawa's age than her own. It's cute how dramatic she is, but luckily, she decides to drop the issue quickly enough.

"You look beautiful, [Name]," Big Sis instead praises. She chuckles, adding, "Didn't I call it all those years ago? I knew you'd be a heartbreaker."

"Auntie [Name] breaks hearts?" Eri frowns.

"It's an expression. It just means she's very popular and a lot of people like her."

"So, why is she breaking hearts?"

"Expressions aren't literal, sweetheart. I'll explain more later."

Once again, Eri sighs, as if being a little kid is a remarkably grueling experience.

...which, as far as canon treated her, it would have been. It would have been a terrible, horrific life. Something no child should ever endure.

So, yeah.