Frozen Heart (BnHA fic) {Discontinued}

Chapter 50

After training, Ayano was in the locker room with he rest of the girls in her class, hearing some muffled chatter from the boys on the other side of the wall.

She was careful not to touch any of the surrounding objects with her skin as she slid off her costume. It wasn't until she heard a disgustingly familiar voice from the boys locker room that she stopped.

"-You can't stop me! I wanna see Yaoyorozu's curves, Ashido's slender waist, Hagakure's floating underwear, Hyida's toned stomach, Uraraka's super fine body, Asui's unsuspected soft boobies-" his voice was cut off by a scream, and Ayano looked at Jiro who had shoved her ear jack into the hole- most likely stabbing Mineta in the eye.

"Uhg. Thank's Kyoka." Toru huffed.

"Despicable, we'll close up this hole immediately." Momo uttered.

"Pervert." Ayano grunted before she finished changing.

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It was soon the end of the day, and Ayano was ready to get home. "I'm not going to stay any longer. I'm hoping to catch the earliest train home." She said, standing up and stretching. "I'll see you all tomorrow."

"Have a safe ride home." Uraraka said, waving goodbye to her friend.

"Beat up anyone you meet who dares cross ya, Kay?" Mina exclaimed.

Ayano chuckled. "I'll try." With that, she walked out of the room and headed towards the train station.

Sitting on the train, Ayano scrolled through the news feed, looking to see if anything big happened. Nothing much was being said, some mentions of petty thefts going on, talk of what was happening in the hero world, nothing out of the usual.

By the time she had finished the article she was skimming, the voice on the trains speakers called out her stop, and she stood up, filing out along with the other people who were getting off at that stop. Placing her phone in her pocket and looking forewords, Ayano started the short walk form the train station to her home.

When she got to the building, she opened the door to the smell of food.

"Mmm, what's cooking?" She asked, walking into the kitchen to see her mother sitting at the table reading a light novel. "Smells good"

"I put a pot roast in the crockpot before I headed to work, it should be done by dinner time."

"Sounds good!" Ayano exclaimed, then she remembered something. "Oh, is dad going to be joining us tonight?"

"I'm afraid not. He said he had some more work to get done before he headed home for the night. Honestly, I don't know what that man is doing, but I'm afraid he might be overworking himself."

"Oh." Ayano muttered, slightly disappointed. Her dad hadn't joined her and her mom for dinner for at least two weeks by now. He always said he had some work to get done, he never really ended up getting home until late at night, when everyone's asleep.

"But we can have just as much fun at dinner without him!" Kisa exclaimed, a supportive smile on her face.

Ayano looked at her mom, unable to keep a solemn face when she looked at her. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She said, giving her mother a small smile back.

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In class the next day, Ayano looked up at the front as Aizawa was just finishing up homeroom.

"All right, that's it for today. There's only one week left before your final exams begin. I'm sure you're all studying constantly, right?" He said from up front.

Ayano looked up at the front of the room with a tense smile on her face. 'Shit. I've forgotten to study. Haven't I?' She thought, a cold sweat running down her forehead, slightly turning to slush as it ran down.

"Though don't forget to keep trancing, the written exam is only one part of final. There's also the practical portion to worry about. Good luck." Aizawa said right before shutting the door after him.

Almost immediately some of the students started to panic. Ayano sighed, ignoring the chatter around her. I got 11 in the midterm. With a little more studying, I should be good. Now all I have to do is see if I managed to take good notes.

She sighed and stood up from her seat, walked out of the noisy classroom and towards the cafeteria, some of her classmates following behind her. "Well, I'd better get something to eat."