Ayano Aishi has never been able to feel emotions. She has always been... empty. Then her entire life changes when she witnesses Saitama defeat a monster with one punch. For the first time, she feels something. And now she knows what she wants: to be...
A/N: I can imagine this story taking place taking before the meteor incident. Last chapter takes place before Ayano joined the Hero Association. Also Kizana uses French and Latin words sometimes. XD
"Hey, Yan-chan..."
"Hmm?" Ayano glanced at Midori, who was twitching excitedly. They were standing in the school halls, after school during cleaning time.
"You should create a unique hero costume!" Midori exclaimed. She gasped. "No, wait! You can be like Miyuki and become a magical girl!"
"I'm sorry, but I do not like that idea," Ayano replied. "Being a magical girl would take a lot of effort."
"Aww," Midori frowned. "Well, at least get a unique hero costume! You can't just use your school uniform!"
Ayano had to admit, she had put some thought into making a unique hero costume. But none of her ideas never came out well. She struggled with being creative, due to obvious reasons. Logic was the forefront of her thoughts.
"What's wrong with my uniform?" she asked.
"It's so boring," Midori replied. "If you wanna be in Class G, you're gonna need a cool outfit!"
"Class G does not exist, Midori," Ayano said.
"Yes it does!" Midori argued. "It's the strongest class of all!"
Ayano knew there was no getting through to her, so she didn't bother arguing.
"Excuse me," a voice said, "were you talking about... hero costumes?"
Ayano and Midori turned to face a young woman with light purple hair in drill pigtails, a rose sitting on one of those pigtails. She had violet eyes and a kind smile.
Ayano remembered her face from around the school. Her name was Kokona Haruka.
"We were!" Midori replied, gasping. "How did you know?"
"I overhead you," Kokona said. She blushed. "I-I wasn't eavesdropping, I promise! I just... was passing by. And, um, if you need help with designing a hero costume, then I know someone who can help you!"
"Who?" Ayano asked.
"Ha! Me, help a boring nobody like you? Nonnonon! Not in a million years!"
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Ayano, Midori, and Kokona were standing before Kizana Sunobu, leader of the Drama Club. The president had her arms folded and was scoffing at the ceiling.
"Please, President?" Kokona asked. "Ayano could really use the help! No one else knows how to make a unique style like you!"
"Oui! That's true," Kizana agreed. "When it comes to being a hero, your costume and style are just as important as saving lives! How are you supposed to stick out if you look generic? If I were a hero, I'd be the most beautiful hero of all. Far more beautiful than Goddess!"
