Over Powered (My Hero Acedamia) - Dropped

Chapter 15

I was nervously walking up and down the halls. I was trying to subdue my panic attack, but it wasn't working. I couldn't even last long enough to watch Izu-kun and Shinso's fight. I wasn't sure when my fight was. I was fighting the Kaminari guy. I could easily win these, freeze time and push them out of the arena.

But for some reason it just hit me that there were a lot of people watching me. I knew the games were being broadcasted around the world, and all the people in the stadium. So many people. Whenever I was out before there were so many others to watch, now it was only me and one other person. Over half of the attention would be on me. I'm in general studies and I made it this far.

I couldn't go through this on my own. I needed someone to talk to. I ran up to where the students were. I went along looking for either Izu-kun or Kacchan. I found the 1A pretty easily due to all the noise. I noticed Kacchan sitting in the back room and went over and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and noticed the panicked look on my face. "Help," I begged, gripping onto the shoulders of my jacket, resisting the urge to scratch at my neck.

He groaned and quickly ushered me back into the halls. "Why can't you just grow out of this?" he complained once we were alone.

"I don't know," I cried, "I can't do this. I can't have all those people watching me. I can't Kacchan, I can't..." He pulled my hands away from. My neck, and tried soothing out all the tension I had in it.

"Eh, Jika," he said, only with slight annoyance in his voice. "You deserve to be here more than Deku. You should be in the hero course. So go out there and prove that. If you don't I'll make Deku's life worse." I glared at him. He knew I didn't like how those two fought all the time. "People watch you  abuse you deserved to be watched."

Through the announcements I was told it was time for my fight. "That didn't help at all," I informed him as I walked away.

"You aren't shaking," he pointed out. I stuck my tongue out at him and continued to make my way to the battle ground. Before the fight started there was enough time for us to talk, but we didn't. I looked down at my feet trying not to start shaking again. I just wanted to get this done and leave.

I looked up to find my opponent looking at me expectingly. "Oh, did you say something?" I asked in an apologetic tone. He seemed hurt by this statement, that only made me more confused.

Once the match started we both burst into action. Kaminari shoot out electricity at me. I quickly froze time before it could reach me. It froze right before my face. Curiosity got the best of me and a poked it. It was like a thick tingly liquid. I shrugged it off  feeling the eyes on my even with time frozen. I walked up to the guy, putting my hands on his shoulders and pushing him out past the line.

I returned my hands to my sides and returned the flow of time. There was a lid bang behind us, making me flinch in woody something would come flying at me. "Kaminari is out of bounds, Amane wins!" Midnight yelled there was a mumble in the crowd trying to see what happened. Please no play back, it's obvious my quirk isn't speed through those. "It appears Amane is even quicker than the speed of light." Let's go with that.

Once I was back I  the halls I fell against the wall in relief. I was enjoying the semi-silence of the muffled cheers of the crowd the next match must have started. Over that sound I heard some voices. They were more clear than the rest. I crept around the corner to find a pair of people. I recognized both. The Half-er that I really needed to learn his name, and the second most powerful hero, Endeavor.

"Will you just get over your rebellion and do the task you were made to do," Endeavor told the student. Now looking the two looked similar. I assumed they were related. The tension in the air seemed so think it could be cut with a knife.

I wanted to help ease it some way. I just couldn't figure out how. So I did the first thing that came to mind. I started walking down the hall towards the two and froze time, keeping the Half-er out. I poked my head out from around the hero. "Punch him," I said in a breathy tone. "I know you want too." I made eye contact with him and most of the confidence I had melted into flustered goo.

He looked at me like I was crazy, which I'm used to. " Parents can be so demanding sometimes you just want to punch them," I shrugged. He said nothing. I just smirked and walked away. Once I was around the next corner I returned the flow of time and heard the scolding proceed from where it left off.

My first fight was over, but my next one hung over me like a pendulum. I tried to focus on the matches before mine, but I couldn't. When it was time for me to go to my next match my class wished me luck. It was strange, most of them haven't talked to me at all this year. Or they have and I've forgotten. Either way they had distanced themselves from me, until I was something they wanted to associate with. All people were the same.