The uniform was fit too well for my liking. The white button up shirt fit my curves perfectly, as did the blazer. I liked my uniform loose, making my breasts less obvious, making me not stand out.... At least I had stockings to cover my legs. The gap between socks and the skirt was far too large.
Looking around my apartment, I knew I would be entering a new stage in my life once I stepped out the door. I would be representing UA High School. It excited me, but it made me nervous, not that any of that was visible from my normal demeanor. Pulling on my beanie and tying my bandana around my face, I looked myself over in the mirror.
I had decided to show a lot of skin with my hero outfit, and thought it would be unusual, it was something I looked forward to. I had hidden so much of myself under my parents' orders, but now that they were out of the picture, behind bars like all villains should be, I was free to make my own choices. Outside of my hero outfit, I would remain to hide myself though, because that is what I had come to accept as normal.
Slinging on my backpack, grabbing my keys and phone, I stepped into my school shoes. Not looking back, I stepped out of my apartment. I locked the door, and started to walk to school. It wasn't a particularly long walk, I could actually see UA from my apartment.
It was only about ten minutes before I arrived, and started walking the halls, looking for my class. Once I found the giant door to the glass, I slipped in the back door, and took a seat at the very back of the class.
Students piled into the class slowly, being talkative and getting to know each other. I distracted myself with my phone, reading on the villain attacks that had happened in the last 24 hours. It was a standard thing I did.
I could feel eyes on me, but my antisocial appearance and demeanor seemed to keep them at bay.
"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends."
As soon as I heard that voice, I knew we were dealing with someone serious for our teacher, and put my phone away quickly. My eyes turned to the front, and I realised I couldn't see the teacher, just some students who were looking out the door with shocked expressions.
"Okay, it took eight seconds before you were quiet. Time is limited. You kids are not rational enough," he said, walking into the room. My eyes narrowed as I recognised him from the day my parents were arrested.
"Why did you hand your parents over to the police?"
"How can I dream to be a hero, yet hide the secrets of villains?"
"You want to be a hero?"
Eraser Head. Not a very well known Hero, but a powerful one for sure. He introduced himself as Aizawa Shota, our homeroom teacher. I felt his eyes linger on me, and I narrowed mine at him in response. Of course he would recognise me....
It happened quickly, but immediately Aizawa-sensei sent us to get dressed into sports uniforms and go the field. I walked with the other girls to the changing room, and began sorting myself out, taking my uniform off carefully.
"Hey!" a cheerful voice appeared beside me, making me jump slightly, turning to the girl.
"I'm Uraraka Ochaco," she introduced herself, and then looked at me almost expectantly. Awkwardness setting in, I took out my student I.D. so she could read my name.
"Kurosawa Sunako. Nice to meet you, Kurosawa-san," she greeted. I nodded awkwardly in response. I could see her face falling.
"Are you unable to talk?" she asked hesitantly, to which I shook my head.
"H-habit," I said softly. Just because I had chosen to remain silent during middle school didn't mean I had to now....
"Oh! Well don't force yourself," she said, smiling.
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Starting Over (Boku no Hero Academia Fanfic)
FanfictionKurosawa Sunako: the daughter of two villains, with the heart of a hero. Groomed to be a villain at home; silently wishing for freedom everywhere else. When Sunako hands her parents over to the heroes and police, she walks off on everything her life...