"Love was so fucking cringey until I met you."
You and your delinquent brother had been "troubled" kids, since the very beginning of it all.
Before things got bad; and, before things got good.
Constantly wreaking havoc just for the fun of it, lea...
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"I trust the lot of you have decided on which agency you will take your internships with." Aizawa says sombrely, "So that leads me to believe you all know which stations you will be getting off at."
"YES SIR!"
You were at your desk, head resting on the cold wood of it, while you clicked your pen to pass the time.
You weren't going for an internship, because you weren't around for the annual Sports Carnival, therefor, leaving you with little-to-no offers.
"HAAAAAYYY!!!!"
Everyone in the class unwelcomely looks to the large door, where Present Mic had bursted through, to everyone's displeasure.
"Could your dial it down," Aizawa groans at the new man, "I'm trying to teach."
"Always so sour, Shouta! Everyone knows you're not teaching anything today." he strolls luminously, arms flying through the air, "Because today, you're all going to begin your internships for the week!"
"They know."
"Gosh, would it kill you to lighten up?" the man says, locking one arm around Aizawa's shoulder.
"I'd undoubtedly go into cardiac arrest because it wouldn't know how to cope with 'lightening up'."
True that.
"So, what do you guys say we head over to the train station?" Present Mic calls, smiling, while still holding an unhappy Aizawa in his arm, "YAAAAAY LET'S GOOO!!!"
Fuck, shut up!
The students boom an applause, and everyone leaves their desks, to head into the changing rooms for their hero costumes. You strolled mindlessly at the back, swaying your books through the air.
"Rina. I'd like to speak with you."
You bow your head quickly when Present Mic walks past you and out of the room, after giving Aizawa a much wanted smooch on the cheek.
"Here's a personalised suit I had made for you," Aizawa grumbles, handing over a high-tech briefcase. "Put it on at the intern, just ride the train in your uniform, I already warned them about your attire."
You narrow your eyes, "Intern?"
"Don't think you've gotten out of the internships, just because you came a little later then the others." he smirks.
You fiddle with your hem, "Um, nobody's seen my quirk in action, how could anyone offer to have me as an intern, even for a week?"
He sits down onto an office chair, "Are you familiar with the number two hero, Endeavour?"
"In moderation. I versed him in a one-on-one battle, one time. I've seen him around, but that's the extent of it."
