To Be A Hero // Oc Story

Introduction

Chapter 1: Introduction

I could feel the sweat drifting down the side of my face, running past my temple as I held an envelope that could change my fate, my life. I pinched it in between my fingers, as if it was the most sacred envelope in the world as if the bacteria from my fingers could totally contaminate the envelope and turn it into dust.

"It's time to see my fate!" I declared to anyone who stood in the empty locker room as I carefully pushed my thumb under the lip of the envelope and slowly but steadily, ripped. It. Open.

In my eyes, a bright shining light erupted from the tear, shining brightly as I squinted from the sudden gush of glory. My heart thumped loud enough I bet it echoed throughout the room. My thumb and index finger reached in and took out the single letter, the one that would tell me my destiny, my fate.

'You're being so dramatic just open the damn thing,' an inside voice said in annoyance, 'You're only acting this way because nobody is in the room!'

"NO!" I shouted aloud, answering my own thoughts.....yes you read that right, "This must be done with precise precision or it could change the results!" I resumed my task, taking the letter out of its casing and tossing the envelope away. My heart beat continued to increase as I unfolded the most sacred, the most holy, the most intricate of results that would deter-

"56 POINTS?!" I exclaimed, "Sorry Miss Midori Hashimoto but you have not made the 70 points required to become a professional hero?!"

A thousand times I had read those words yet a thousand times I read them as if it were the first time.

"WHY? DAMMIT!" I yelled in anger as I threw the 'not so sacred sheet' onto the floor and stomped on it with all my might, "IS IT BECAUSE IM A WOMAN?! IS THAT IT?"

"The Hero Certification Exam is now over, please exit the venue," An automated voice echoed throughout the locker room and probably throughout the whole entire venue, as usual.

Defeated, I sighed as I picked my rejection letter back up and folded it neatly into my back pocket. One day these rejection letters were going to remind me of how far I've gotten, how everyone told me I was weak and I would never be a professional hero. I will look at these and let my ego soared through the roof with pride as I become well-known throughout the land as a successful hero. Just, this wasn't the future and my destiny wasn't in action ... yet.

"Maybe next month Midori!" One of the staff called out to me as I exited the venue, I had tried many times in the same venue so much that I had actually become acquainted with people who worked here.

"Definitely next time Kenji! You bet your ass I'll be a profession hero soon!" I exclaimed as I continued to walk away, Kenji waved goodbye back.

"I'll bet on it!" He called after me as I turned the corner and disappeared out of his sight.

As soon as I was out of sight I let my shoulders sag and put less effort into walking, resulting in my trainers slightly scraping the pavement with every step. I lost count of how many times I applied, no matter how hard I trained I only managed to up my score by 2 points since last time. Don't get me wrong, progress is progress and I should be glad that I'm showing some progress but... WHY CAN'T I PASS ALREADY?

I know the physical exam is my weakness and I'm trying to work on that but even on the written exam, I should be passing that with flying colours. Yet I'm still stuck here, forced to wait for my dream to become a reality.

As I climbed the stairs to my apartment and took out my key, I also took out the exam results paper from my back pocket. I walked in and shut the door behind me whilst I took my shoes off and slipped on my slippers, looking over the results.