Chapter 6- Panic

7.9K 276 86
                                    

Y/N POV
"That's...a lot of people..." I say aloud to mainly myself.
"Why are so many reporters here?" Shinso questions.
"Uncle Toshi...All Might started teaching here...maybe that's why..." I say to Shinso.
"Possibly..." He responds.
"Shinso, take my hand," I say quietly, holding my hand out towards Shinso.
"Why?" He ask.
"You want it try and and shove your way through those reporters?"
"...not really..."
"Then take my hand."
"...okay..."
Shinso takes my hand. In the hand Shinso isn't holding I create a teleportation magic crystal. I look at the school entrance. I then send the magic crystal where I'm looking. Shinso and I are teleported to the school entrance gate. We just barely missed the reporters.
We both start walking towards the school entrance. Shinso then whispers,
"You can teleport?"
"It's one of the spells I've mastered," I whisper back.
"Spells?" Shinso gives me a confused look.
"I'll...tell you later...it relates to my quirk..." I mumble.
Shinso gives me an understanding look,
"Okay..."
We both go out separate ways and I enter the 1-A classroom. I go to my seat. Uncle Aizawa comes in after a moment and says,
"Today you will be doing something extremely important that will affect the rest of your time here..."
I can sense everyone in class tense up.
"You will be electing you class representative," Uncle Aizawa finishes saying.
Everyone let's out a sigh of relief. Then everyone starts saying they want to be class representative. Iida then stands up and announces,
"We should vote for who should be class representative."
Everyone agrees, and we all take a vote. Midoriya gets the most votes and is the Class representative. Yaoyorozu get the second most votes and is the deputy representative. Iida only got one vote.

At lunch, I hear Midoriya, Iida, And Uraraka's conversation. I am sitting at a table behind the side Iida and Uraraka are sitting at.
"Awe...I'm sorry Iida...I know you really wanted to be class rep..." Uraraka comforts Iida.
"It's alright...Midoriya you deserve to be class representative. They way you acted during the entrance exam...you put someone else before yourself...I think you will do great, that's why I voted for you," Iida says.
"Huh? You didn't vote for yourself? Then who voted for you?" Uraraka questions.
"Y/N didn't get any votes...you didn't either Uraraka...maybe Uraraka or Y/N?" Midoriya says, thinking.

Hehe...I did vote for Iida. I think he has what it takes to be class representative...

"Who's Y/N?" Iida asks.
"She's the girl who won against Todoroki and Shouji. She was on a team with Kirishima," Uraraka explains.
"Oh...she's really powerful...I wonder what her quirk is?" Iida questions.
"Isn't it teleportation and air?" Midoriya asks.
"Oh that's right...you were in Recovery Girl's office so you didn't see her match. She apparently has a fire, too," Uraraka explains.
"...what?..." Midoriya sounds very confused.
"Anyway, Iida, Why are you always so formal?" Uraraka asks, changing the subject.
"Well...you know the turbo hero: Ingenium?"
"Yeah! He's a really young pro-hero that has 20+ sidekicks!" Midoriya fanboys.
"He is my older brother," Iida states proudly.
"Wow!" Uraraka and Midoriya say.
Then a loud alarm sounds off. I hear a third-year student say the alarm means someone has infiltrated U.A. by bypassing the defensive barrier. Everyone in the cafeteria starts to panic and runs to the hallway to evacuate. I want to not get caught up in all the pushing and shoving, so I wait until everyone has gone to the hall, then I slide out of the booth and walk to the hallway. I spot a window and walk over to it. I look through it and see it's only the media.
But...

Huh...I sense...an evil force...it's...familiar...but I only see the media...should I ignore the feeling?
...
For right now...I'll ignore the feeling...

"Everyone! Calm Down! It's only the reporters who have gotten through!" I hear Iida yell. He is on top of the exit sign.
I shrug and go back to the cafeteria. A few seconds later, everyone calms down and goes back to lunch. Uraraka spots me eating my lunch. She walks up to me and asks,
"Hey, Y/N! Would you like to join Iida, Deku, and me for the rest of lunch?"
"Sure...If Iida and Midoriya are okay with it..." I reply.
"Deku! Iida! Is it okay if Y/N joins us for the rest of lunch?" Uraraka turns around and asks Midoriya and Iida.
They both say that it's okay. I get up and bring my lunch to a seat next to Midoriya.
I feel all their eyes on me.

This is nerve racking...

I start to eat my spicy sushi again.
"Who did you vote for?" Midoriya asks me.
I flinch and then quietly,
"You guys already know..."
"Were you ease dropping on our conversation?" Iida asks me.
"I was sitting at the booth behind you and Uraraka...you all were talking pretty loud...I couldn't not listen to all of you..." I explain quietly.
"Oh...so you didn't mean to...?" Midoriya asks.
I nod.
"So...you voted for me?" Iida ask.
"Yep, I think you'd make a great class representative...I can just sense it..." I reply.
We continue eating lunch and talking, I just jumped in when I had something to say.
When we went back to class Midoriya said Iida deserves the class representative position because of how he acted earlier today. Everyone agrees and starts chanting "Exit Sign".
Uncle Aizawa tells me he needs to speak to me outside of the classroom. We both go outside and he asks,
"Did you sense any evil force during the time when everyone was freaking out over the break-in?"
"...I did...why do you ask?" I reply quietly.
"Don't freak out or tell anyone...but most of the U.A. barrier has been disintegrated. Someone really broke in," Aizawa explains.
My eyes widen in shock, but I quickly regain my composure.
"That isn't good," I state.
"It isn't...we're not sure what to do about it, but for now we will just have class like normal," Aizawa tells me.
"Okie Doki," I reply.
I go back into the classroom and sit at my seat.

This isn't good...I'm nervous...but I need to remain calm...if I'm nervous, I'll become weak...

I take a deep breath and wait for Aizawa to tell us what we are doing next in class.

Hated QuirksWhere stories live. Discover now