Recluse - My Hero Academia fanfiction

Begin Again

 At long last, it is finally the day I have been waiting for! This my first day at U.A. High School. No, I am actually not a student. My name is Kumo Mugaina, I am 25 years old and I am originally from America, but I have been living in Japan for the last ten years. The reason I am here at U.A. is that I was hired as a teacher's assistant along with a few other people to aid the teacher and have the workflow be more efficient. U.A. Is the top ranking school of the country, after all, so they want to make the teachers lives easier and have them tear out their hair less so that they can focus on making great heroes! With my job I get to grade tests, write up worksheets, and the most anticipated part is that I get to help out with the hero studies course. Well, that is what I am most excited about. I am eager for the other tasks of the job as well, I just really love heroes.

It has genuinely been my dream to be inside U.A. High School ever since I read about it in one of my textbooks back in America however many years ago that was. There was just something about the prestigious structure that made me fall in love. The fact that some of the best heroes have graduated from here makes me extremely nervous though. I am walking the same pathways that they did. I may not be able to chase my dreams in these hallways as the students get to, but I do get to help those students achieve theirs!

It is a long commute; it takes the train about two hours to get here, but nothing will stop me from striving for the greatest of lengths and doing my best at this job! Geez, I sound a little overconfident, don't I? Really that is me lying to myself to give me some encouragement. Reverse psychology, you know? I have been so anxious about starting this job I never thought it would be possible for me to go here let alone work at U.A. I am afraid that I am going to mess it all up somehow. I do not have the best track record in my life, literally and figuratively, so I guess it was by luck that I was hired. I have never been one to believe in luck, albeit I have dealt with my fair share of ill-fated events, but there had to have been something that blessed me by giving me a second chance to be a part of the hero society.

Not to sounds so dismal, but I have a bit of a darker past that I do not enjoy speaking about. I actually try not to speak about it at all. My life seemed like it was written as a tragic backstory for a villain in a comic book. That is basically what I have been written off as in society, a villain. I made some mistakes in my life, many I regret deeply and I will regret until the day I die; right now I have to live with them. That is why I am so scared that I am going to ruin my chance. Taking this job was not just a fangirl wanting to geek about heroes all day nor is it a plan to destroy this place. That is the last thing I want to do and the first thing everyone thinks I am going to do. I took this job to start over and really form bonds and relationships with heroes and help aspiring heroes achieve their goals because I never got to. I do not know how people are going to take that an ex-vigilante or as the news like to call me, "villain" is going to be assisting in the most prestigious hero school in the country, but I am going to do my best to make things right and clear my name.

There are students of all shapes and sizes and... Extra appendages and feathers? So many different students are everywhere accumulating at the front gates, walking in and are already making friends with each other. It fills me with such glee to see so many faces. I want to learn all about them. More importantly, I want to learn their quirks! I cannot wait to watch them grow into the heroes they all dream to be! But first, I need to calm down, I am an adult. Come on, Kumo, you are their teacher's assistant. I am required to be professional and not be such a freakish fangirl. Oh, but I am just so excited to meet everyone! My heart cannot contain how thrilled I am to be here. Seriously, I need to remember to breathe!

Here I am. I am at these front gates that have enchanted me for years and I actually get to cross them and go inside. I got my ID badge that gains me clearance for the entrance. I am so nervous, my entire body feels hot. Okay, stop it, just a deep breath before you pass out. Alright, here goes nothing! One step over and...