All Might x Student!Reader (Boku no Hero Academia)

Chapter 2 - Thunder and Tension

Lightning.

Electricity.

Storm.

These words conjured up a deep-seated fear within you—one that had lingered since childhood. There was something unnerving about storms, something that made your skin crawl. You had a peculiar connection to lightning; it felt as if your body was an unwitting magnet for it. You remembered each electric shock all too well; they had never ended well for you. Although they never left physical scars, they came with a different kind of baggage. You couldn't exactly control when you would travel in time, but the lightning strikes—those were one of two ways it could happen, propelling you either a day backward or forward in time. The sensation of losing control over your own body was terrifying; it felt like being possessed. Your limbs would move on their own, almost like a marionette pulled by invisible strings.

At first, your time jumps were pretty short, just an hour or two at most. But then, about a year ago, everything changed. It was like your powers suddenly leveled up, like you were playing a video game and got a surprise upgrade you didn't even see coming. One minute, you were jumping back or forth an hour, and the next, you were slipping through time like it was no big deal. The worst part? It hit you out of nowhere—there was no slow build-up to get you ready for it. One day, everything felt normal, and the next, you could suddenly leap back to when dinosaurs were alive or zoom forward to some crazy future. Just the thought of it sent shivers down your spine.

Gazing out the window, you watched the rain streak down the glass, forming rivulets that reflected your anxiety. You knew that getting home on your own was out of the question, especially since you'd forgotten your umbrella. It didn't even matter if you had one; you needed someone else to pick you up, and you knew exactly who that would be. A knot formed in your stomach at the prospect of yet another argument. You could already hear it in your mind—one that you were bound to lose.

"Move. You're blocking the way," a voice sneered from behind you.

You turned around to face Bakugou Katsuki, the blonde menace of your school—the one person who made you consider the depths of your patience and restraint. You could almost hear the gears in your head grinding to a halt as your anger flared. For a moment, you froze, clutching onto a nearby column as thunder rumbled ominously. Why did it have to be like this? Why did you have to feel so powerless and pathetic in front of him?

"You can go around me. Do I have to get out of your way completely?" you retorted, trying to muster whatever bravado you had left.

"Yeah, exactly. M O V E." His tone was curt, dripping with contempt.

For some reason, Bakugou had made it his personal mission to torment you. He seemed to take pleasure in finding ways to insult you, and it felt as if you were his favorite target. Sure, he threw shade at everyone else too, but your encounters felt particularly vicious. It was like he had a vendetta, and you had no idea why. In a perfect world, you wished you could rewind time and make him experience the embarrassment of childhood all over again.

"Wait... don't tell me... are you actually scared of the storm? Hahaha, pathetic," he laughed mockingly, and it stung more than it should have.

"It's none of your business, so shut up," you shot back, anger flashing in your eyes. Your fists clenched instinctively, a futile attempt to keep yourself from lashing out at him.

"What... did you say?" Bakugou's demeanor shifted, his smug grin fading away.

"You heard me, Bakugou. You don't know anything, so just leave me alone."

You could see his temper flare—well, it always did, but this time, it felt different. His teeth clenched, and you could almost feel the heat radiating off of him. It was amusing, really, how he was the one who seemed poised to strike.

"You sure? Because I know a few things you'd probably prefer to keep under wraps, (L/N). Should I spill the beans? I'm sure some people would love to hear your little secrets," he said, his gaze piercing through you. Was he seriously trying to blackmail you? Over something as trivial as blocking his path? This guy was out of his mind. "You think I haven't noticed? I found out about it a few weeks back."

"About what?" Your curiosity got the better of you, heart racing. Was it about your Quirk? Or maybe the deeper secrets you desperately tried to bury?

"Do you really think I'm going to give you that information for free? Nah, you've gotta earn it. So move, or I'll let everyone in on your little secret." His smug smile only made you want to throw a punch.

For a split second, you felt the urge to retaliate, but just then—

"Is there a problem, (L/N)-san, Bakugou-shounen?" came a voice from behind, making both of you freeze in place. All Might had appeared around the corner, his presence almost like a sudden bolt of lightning. How long had he been there? And what exactly had he heard?

Your heart raced at the sight of him. Not now, you thought in sheer panic. Why did it have to be him? Of all the teachers, why did he have to witness this moment? He stood there in his signature pinstriped suit, jacket draped over his shoulder, wearing that iconic smile. If it were any other time, you might have felt elated to see him, but now? You just wanted to vanish, to become one with the wall and never be seen again. Avoiding his gaze was impossible.

"A-All Might-sensei... I..." you stammered, barely above a whisper, desperate to avoid eye contact. Your hands instinctively shoved themselves into your pockets as if hiding your trembling fingers would save you from his scrutiny.

"No, no problem here, sensei. We'll discuss this tomorrow, (L/N)," Bakugou cut you off, hastily leaving the scene before you could respond. You wanted to bolt after him, to escape this uncomfortable situation, but just as you turned your back, a flash of lightning struck nearby, illuminating the sky.

You couldn't help it; a silent scream escaped your lips. Your knees buckled as you stumbled back, bumping into something solid—definitely not a wall.

You looked up, feeling a mix of regret and embarrassment as All Might leaned over you, concern etched into his features. His face was far too close, and you felt heat flood your cheeks as he gently grasped your shoulders, steadying you.

"So you're the clumsy one, huh? Are you alright, (L/N)-san?" He pulled you back up, and when his hands left your arms, it felt like the spots he touched were burning.

Your mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. Why did you keep making a fool of yourself around him? You felt utterly ridiculous. You took a deep breath, wanting to distance yourself from the embarrassment.

"N-no! I mean... yes, I'm fine! Just the lightning... my Quirk... ugh..." You stuttered, desperately wishing you could crawl into a hole and hide. Why couldn't you ever articulate your thoughts when it mattered?

"Ah, yes, your Quirk. Are you aware of what just happened?" His eyes bore into yours, and you froze, anxiety coiling tightly in your chest.

"I... no."

You glanced at him quickly, noting the frown that had formed on his face.

"So the Headmaster was right. Come with me, (L/N)-san. There's something we need to discuss," he said, his tone shifting from casual to serious.

Your heart raced at his words. Whatever was coming next, you had a sinking feeling that...

 ...it was going to change everything.