Todoroki x Reader: The Faults in Our Marks (Soulmate AU)

Chapter 3: The Fox

Todoroki woke up exactly on time, as always. In the back of his mind he cursed having to wake up so early but alas, it was always like this. He got up and followed through on his morning routine. He got breakfast, eating by himself like he normally does in the mornings. And then left for the train station in the UA uniform. As he was making his way over there, his reader ability picked up bits and pieces of the lives of other people around him. A single mother who's currently overwhelmed with pride. Five year old kids walking to school. A few teenage girls gossiping about some of the latest rumors. A man doing some April shopping for his wife. All of this was evident thanks to Todoroki's reader ability, combined with the analysis ability. He got on his train and activated his reader ability again. He couldn't help it when he was bored. Sometimes when he looked into the lives of others, he forgot all about who he was. He could allow himself to get swept up in the madness of other lives around him. Read other people's stories. He spotted a couple of UA uniforms dotting the train. Forcing him out of that reader state and back into reality. Todoroki knew he'd be arriving early. He always did. Hell, he wouldn't be surprised if he was one of the first in the classroom. He got in on recommendations. Thanks to his father's influence. But he almost wished he could've taken the normal exams. Just so he could spot the more powerful players early on. 

The train arrived at his stop. Todoroki managed to navigate the sea of human activity. He had grown pretty good at it. And it honestly shocked him how open people left themselves when they were moving in a crowd. One of the only lessons he actually remembers willingly, never let your guard down. He came up on the UA building, noting once again the large gates that must have cost a small fortune. Like seriously, how much money was wasted on those things? Todoroki continued his way up to Classroom 1-A. Eventually finding the door. Well this is gonna be hard to remember. God I'm sleepy. He thought. He opened the door and looked inside. A few kids were waiting but only two or three. A blue haired male with glasses. A (H/C) haired female with red eyes. And a black haired female wearing her hair in a spiky ponytail. I remember that girl from recommendations. Momo Yaoyorozu. Her Quirk lets her create things. Todoroki thought, going to sit down between Yaoyorozu and the (H/C) haired female. The female on his right shot him a quick glance. She had what appeared to be a sketchbook out. Todoroki met her glance and she dropped eye contact and focused on what she was drawing. Shy, or just socially awkward. Probably not a person I should bother unless she comes to me first. He noted. He noted the other two in the room. Yaoyorozu appeared to be reading a book, while the blue haired male was just sitting with straight posture. Rich girl. I know that because she was on recommendations. The guy over there seems professional. Maybe from a hero family. Don't use your reader ability again Shoto. Don't be a creep. Try to actually socialize and find out about your classmates via talking to them. It'd be weird if you talked to them already knowing what their personalities and Quirks are like.... He hissed at himself mentally. Despite knowing he wasn't exactly the best when it came to socializing. After a while he got bored and rested his head on his desk, closing his eyes.

Todoroki felt a tap on his shoulder and shot awake. The female sitting on his right stared at him for a little bit. "We're heading outside. Got to put the PE uniforms on. You dozed off through our teacher showing up." She explained. Todoroki blinked a little before nodding. "Thanks for letting me know." He said. She nodded in return before grabbing her gym bag and heading out the door with the rest of them. He yawned a little before getting his things and following. Maybe not as socially awkward as I originally thought. But still not one for conversation. He thought. Once everyone had changed and moved out to the field, the homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, explained that they'd be doing a Quirk assessment test. "What about the entrance ceremony? The orientation?" A girl with brown hair and a round face questioned. "If you're going to become a hero, you don't have time for such leisurely events." Aizawa responded. And thus, he searched the crowd. "(L/N), you scored top on the practical exam." He said. The (H/C) haired girl with red eyes stiffened up with a slight look of confusion in her eyes. "In Jr. High what was your best result for the softball throw?" Aizawa asked. (L/N) looked deep in thought for a minute. "I believe 56 meters." She responded. "Then, try doing it with your Quirk." Aizawa said, tossing her a softball. She caught it easily with a lazy expression. She walked to the circle with calm confidence. She then looked back over at us. "Bakugo, you're annoying. Say something to p*ss me off." She said. Todoroki raised an eyebrow. Is her Quirk activated by anger? He thought. "WHAT THE HELL!? WHY AM I THE ONE YOU CALL ON!?" Bakugo shouted at her. "Because you always manage to p*ss me off somehow. So just do your thing." She responded. "Language." Aizawa cautioned. "English." (L/N) responded, causing a few people to chuckle. Aizawa sighed. "Alright. How about this. Person that scores the lowest in these tests gets expelled." Aizawa said. Shock rippled through the class and (L/N) blinked at Aizawa a little. Suddenly red mist surrounded her and started swirling. Out of no where a bazooka or something fell into her arms, forcing gasps from most of the class. She loaded the ball into it before pointing it in a random direction and stabilizing her stance. She pulled the trigger with no remorse what so ever. And the ball went flying. It went far off into the distance and Aizawa turned to show (L/N) as well as the class, the meters on her.....'throw'. 735.9 Meters. Not bad. (L/N) stood up straight and the cannon vanished from her arms, fading into red mist. She shot a look at Aizawa. "I do not approve of that form of teaching. But have it your way sir. I'll play your game." (L/N) said. Aizawa smirks. "Remember. The person that gets last place, in all eight tests, gets expelled." He said.