Strong | BnHA/MHA {Katsuki Bakugō x Reader} {Discontinued!}

7 | A Hero Never Backs Down From A Challenge... But They May Regret It

Early morning radiance spilled overtop the expansive landscape. An obscure fog permeated the dense foliage of budding emerald leaves and thick, cluttered trees dappling the dewy, wildflower bespeckled ground.

(Y/n), renewed, rejuvenated, and glowing brightly, skimmed her determined, gleaming irises heavenward to observe the gargantuan mountain slumbering tranquilly. Yet to be awoken by courageous adventurers, waves of mist lay undisturbed, the cloudlike formations brushing against towering treetops.

Excitement rushed throughout (Y/n)'s bloodstream, such a strenuous hike to the climactic summit was an energy-consuming five hours long, the returning journey another demanding five. Apparently, the ascension up the mountainside paired with an almost impassable integrative rock-climbing section.

Despite every glaring impediment telling her to turn around, (Y/n) was obsessively deadset on finishing the whole brutal course in eight hours.

Remembering the material she interestingly perused online, countless trails were thoroughly marked by vivid yellow ribbons and bright adhering paint. Several differentiating paths were deeply corroded into the soft earth for anyone to follow easily. This particular route wasn't for the faint of heart, though. Only massively experienced climbers were advised to travel beyond the bold warning signs heavily labeled with cautionary recommendations.

(Y/n) grinned akin to a thrilled maniac, triple-checking the skin-tight training weights strapped to both her wrists and ankles. Each amounted to a whopping ten pounds (~4.5 kilograms), multiply that number by four and the combined density already slowed her confident strides.

The hefty bangles weren't necessarily a present or punishment, but after yesterday's unexpected chaos (Y/n) chose to center her bottomless conviction on becoming physically stronger, taking advantage of there being no school. If she desired to remain alive and in healthy condition, amending the drawbacks and weakness associated with her high-spirited Quirk – physically as well – was imperative, thinking herself pathetically underwhelming. Plus, there's always plenty of room for improvement.

Humming contemplatively, (Y/n) rapt thoughtfulness gravitated to her primary mission directive. Last night had been utter anarchy, (Y/n)'s teammates bombarding her with oodles of incomprehensible questions as their voices mixed together, creating so much jumbled noise her eardrums were still ringing constantly.

Consoling their worrisome panicking took more effort than what (Y/n) was willing to relinquish. When everything steadied, and ensuing her friends' distressed anxiousness, (Y/n) lethargically responded to Bakugō's text of, 'you better be fucking home,' with a mischievous winking emoticon.

Receiving zero acknowledgment, (Y/n) uncaringly shrugged, shifting to discuss a series of plans with her awaiting allies. They meticulously swapped details of Japan's current overall status, government affairs, U.A.'s systematic operations, and the nefarious criminal underworld.

Remain anonymous, keep a low-profile, and avoid detection. Easier said than done, the ghastly hand villain identified (Y/n)'s foreboding tattoo, mumbled the acronym F.E.A.R. because he had a faint generalizability of its hovering significance.

As a relatively new ambiguous organization, chances were fabricated rumors triggered an influx of the perplexed to investigate. Moreover, resigning herself, a mere ambitious teenager, to this type of questionable business was thrilling.

She wouldn't have it any other way.

So half-heartedly, (Y/n) scribbled barely legible notes for an absentee Nori during the team's private conference, the elder man's disappearance warranted. As everyone's legal guardian, Nori's main responsibility revolved around housing and guiding them, however, he the wasn't found roaming his prestigious abode to maintain strict order, nor did he bother emerging later in the evening when midnight approached.