ALERT [ BAKUGO X OC/READER]

"Interning"

The next day, Crystal set off to Uwabami's agency. Crystal didn't really think the hero internship was significant, so when she'd heard Momo signed for one of the agencies she got accepted into, she signed for it too. Hence, she would have someone to reiterate what was happening.

"Momo!" Crystal called out.

Crystal caught Momo at the door of Uwabami's agency. "Ishikawa-san!"

Momo was wearing a semi-formal attire, with leggings and a tucked loose blouse with ribbons that tied around her neck.

Crystal blushed in shame. She was wearing clothes fit for sports, breathable leggings and a black Nike jacket zipped down to show nothing beneath her sports bra. Around her, in the lobby of the building, was a cold Italian marble floor and wall. The people in it were wearing clothes that were just as expensive, but not too expensive. "I thought we were going to do some combat practice..."

"Yaoyoruzu-san and Ishikawa-san?" Both girls turned to find a lady holding a clipboard.

Crystal smiled politely. "Uwabami-sama has sent me to escort you."

The lady began to walk, and motioned for the girls to follow her. "Uwabami is quite excited about you guys. She's prepared a lot for you two to do."

They trailed the lady into a short, awkwardly silent, lift ride to the third highest floor of the building, then out, past a hotel-lobby-like reception desk, and halted in front of these huge, tall Chinese wooden doors.

"Uwabami-sama is waiting ahead these doors." The lady bowed into a curtsy and excused herself.

Momo and Crystal shared a look before Crystal very slowly and effortfully opened the door.

There Uwabami was, inspecting her reflection on the cube of a mirror her room was. The creak of the door brought her attention to the girls.

"Welcome, girl-," she looked at Crystal wide-eyed, "Ishikawa-kun, you can't wear that," she clapped thrice and the lady who escorted them appeared shortly after, "Bring her something nice to wear."

The lady nodded and left. "Meanwhile, we will get to know each other."

Crystal just sat there, confused.

After two minutes of Uwabami's exaggerated backstory, her assistant came in and gave her a white dress and heels according to Uwabami's.

The lady directed Crystal to the sleek bathroom of that floor, and let her her change.

Crystal shut the door of the cubicle and let the dress unfold in her grasp. It was long and flowy and black, and it was a tube dress.

She stepped into the dress and forced it up, then she viewed her reflection in the mirror.

The dress was tight from the abdomen until where it hung by the top of her breasts, and loose down to it's flowing bottom.

Then she somehow slipped her toes through and let the thin straps wrap around the ankles.

She headed back to her cubicle to gather her clothes, but made a misstep on the stilettos and stumbled like a new born giraffe to regain balance.

Later that day, another student from 2-B joined them. Crystal didn't learn any hero skills, and she thought she would've been better off chilling at home. But what she did learn was how to walk in heels. But that was it.