2: "I'm sorry that I'm not sorry."

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Please do not spoil the following parts of the story if you've read my old fanfic (Icey-Hot). Thank you!

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(Y/N)'s POV

Previously...

"Alright, that's enough for now, I still have to discuss the sports festival with you all," Aizawa-sensei says. "(L/N)-san, you will be sitting at the back of the class for now."

I obeyed and sat behind a brunette girl because she seemed nice.

"NOW I REMEMBER!" The angry porcupine slams his fists on his desk. "SHE'S THE DAMN EXTRA I WALKED WITH!"

"Bakugo, be nice to (L/N)-san," Aizawa said, scolding him.

Bakugo is his name? Huh. Fuck you, Bakugo.

Continue...

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"Sensei, come on! We just had that villain attack. You sure about this?" Someone from the classroom complains.

 Villain attack? I thought to myself. What happened before I transferred? Who exactly attacked them?

"It's necessary. To demonstrate that UA's crisis management protocols are sound," Aizawa answers. "That's the thinking, apparently. Compared to past years, there'll be five times the police presence. Anyhow, our sports festival is... the greatest opportunity you'll get. It's not an event that can be canceled over a few villains."

I heard a boy whisper something about questioning Aizawa. The broccoli boy looks at the grape boy in utter shock and replies to something he said. 

"Our sports festival is one of Japan's biggest events! The Olympics were on the world's sports festival. The whole country would be whipped into a frenzy over them. But as you know, that tradition has shrunk in scale to a scale to a shell of its former self...

"And as far as Japan's concerned, what's taken the place of the Olympics is the UA Sports Festival!"

Everyone in class then starts muttering and talking to their seatmates while I just stare into space and think about how to keep my quirk a secret, at least that's what my mom said, to keep my dangerous quirk a secret. No one knows what it is... not even Tatachan.

"Naturally," Aizawa continues. "You'll gain valuable experience and popularity if you're picked up by a big-name hero. But your time is limited. Show the Pros what you're made of here, and you'll make futures for yourselves.

"This happens once a year... so you've got three chances. If you're hoping to become a hero, this is an event you can't miss!"

I raise my hand. 

"What is it, (L/N)?"

"I'm a bit confused... don't sports festivals happen a few more months? Isn't this too soon?" I question.

"Would anyone explain what happened these past few days for (L/N)? I have a class to attend to today."

"I will."

Everyone turns to the candy-cane haired boy I bumped into earlier. "Alright, Todoroki. I'm heading out now." Aizawa said as he left the quiet classroom.

"Um..." I said, trying to break the silence. "So... what happened?"

"A villain attack at the USJ. It was unexpected." The boy said monotonously. "Have you not watched the news?"

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