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Sunmer camp [37]

"Now that you finished up your first semester at U.A high, it's time for your summer training camp."  I zone out, half-listening to Aizawa's words, my crimson eyes falling on a certain freckle-faced boy. After the mall incident, Izuku had caved in under pressure and blabbed everything about his quirk and One for All to me. To say it was a shock to me was an understatement. Izuku Midoriya, the dorkiest kid I've ever known is the number one heroes successor. The kids practically an Asian Harry Potter.

"Listen up everyone the bus is here! Please line up in an orderly fashion!"

I rolled my eyes at the robotic male's antics and shoulder my black medium-sized duffel bag. After everyone placed their bags down in the storage area of the bus, I kept to myself still lost in thought not caring as to where I sat.

Mina and Ochaco glanced at the more than unusually silent girl as ever since the mall incident, she had practically went MIA and instead of responding with her usual sarcastic responses to their group chat, all they received were full one-word responses.
Somethings definitely off... the two girls both thought while Bakugou narrowed his eyes at the stoic girl from afar.

He had heard that she and Deku had encountered the ring Leader from the USJ attack and he had dared to injure let alone touch her. This could be seen from the thin bandages around her neck that he had noticed she kept picking at every few seconds. I should've been there. He looked away and out of the window with hidden rage, irritated at whenever he wasn't around, that's when all the action happened. It's always them...His crimson orbs flickered to the broccoli haired male briefly with a frown. Memories of when all of them went against All Might emerged. How could he protect anyone if he couldn't even protect her. Even Deku was able to haul him out of the exit gate. Anytime anything happens, those two are at the center of it. Not just them but it seemed like everyone was moving along and he felt like he wasn't. Icy hots using his left side, Gravity chick has martial art skills now, that bimbos has a new fucking stage apparently, and even Deku's not breaking bones anymore. Everyone was moving but him. That fact made his hidden frustration transfer into determination and fury. "Oi, Spiky hair!" He barked above the chatter catching said males attention. "You better not fuck up this training camp and get stronger!"

Kirishima sweatdropped at the male's words but a determined toothy grin made its way on to his face as he hardened his fist, pounding them together. He was one of the few that had failed the practical exam and despite his shame, he knew the ash-blonde was right. He'd take this training camp to his advantage and catch up to everyone else. "I wouldn't be a man if I didn't!"

Not only was Izanami spaced out but the feeling ran both ways as Izuku glanced at the indifferent girl. He stared for a few seconds before letting his gaze cast to his scarred hand, opening and closing it.

Flashback:

"I think it's about time we have that chat Izuku."

Midoriya froze at the familiar voice, releasing a sigh in relief. He had just got out of investigation with the police about Shigaraki and soon as he passed an alleyway on his way home; he was yanked into the narrow space by none other than his classmate, Izanami Shi whom had finished her questioning an hour before him. He had thought she had gone home but as you can read, he was wrong.

"Shi-chan..." He started hesitantly not wanting to meet my calculating eyes.

"I didn't pull you into this smelly alleyway for a reason Izuku, you know what I want to know," I stated firmly, leaning against the wall.

"I'm sorry, Shi-Chan but you know I c-ehhhh!?" He yelped as I stepped forward, slamming my hand against the brick wall beside his head. His face turned fifty shades of red with saucers for eyes as I gave a cold lethal glare. Even if he was centimeter taller, it didn't lessen my intimidating aura as he went pale with sweat. "I'll break your nose."