Subject 013 - MY HERO ACADEMIA FANFIC

Chapter 7

"Are you sure?"
Zawa is in the kitchen, eating toast. He asks me wearily.
"It's just middle school graduation," I say, tying my tie, "No big deal."
"Except Midnight and Mic want to come too." He mumbles, and I stare at him smiling.
"Of course they do," I sigh, "Don't they have hero work to do?" I bent down to do up my shoelaces.
"I'll tell them yes." Aizawa laughs.
"Ugh Zawa, really! Please make them come in normal clothes, not hero costume!," I beg, "A pro hero for a father, and him and his friends at my Middle school Grad is a bit too much don't cha think?"
He nods, thoughtful. "I wonder if All Might will come-"
"NO" I say, while Zawa grins wickedly.
"Toshinori is a definite" he says, while walking to rinse out his cup. I groan and go to my room and grab my bag.

Graduation Ceremony
Its so boring. Literally, I've been to funerals more exciting.
Aizawa is in the crowd, with Toshinori (shrivelled), Mic and Midnight. Midnight is in the most inappropriate clothing, black and lacy, barely covering her body, which is covered in silver glitter anyway.
My uniform, however is bloody hot and tight. The graduation robe and matching hat are suffocating me slowly, ensuring a boring death.
When the presenter says "Congratulations Everybody" my year group screams and throws their hats up. I can hear Mic screaming in joy. I mean, who doesn't. Then he falls silent. I turn to look at him and find that Zawa has his hand clamped over Mics mouth. I make my way through the crowd to Toshinori and the others.
Aizawa embraces me awkwardly, taking his hand away from Mic's mouth.
"Congrats Y/N he murmurs, close enough for me to hear over the chattering crowd.
"You will become a great hero one day," states Toshinori proudly, "You are going to UA though?"
I nod, "I'm trying out for the hero course" I say happily. Zawa has trained me for this.
Every week, four times(at least) he trains me in our dojo. The dojo has Gym equipment such as weights, treadmill, rower, but it also has other stuff such as gymnastic bars and beam, a boxing ring, ropes from the ceiling. I learn balance, core strength, fighting techniques, karate,knot tying,boxing, you name it. Heck,I can even walk on my hands. You know, just in case.....
I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around my stomach. I turn to see my smiley best friend, Ejiro Kirishima.
"We did it Y/N!" He says, excited. I smile, I'm so glad he's my friend.
I met Kiri on my first day of second grade. I was really nervous, I had never been to school before. I could read and write effortlessly, not trying to brag or anything.
I had to introduce myself to the class, and I stuttered my way through it.
"Hi m-my name i-i-is Y/N," I said quietly. The week ahead of me included lots of strangers but a new friend.
Kirishima had black hair back then, and he was very insecure about himself and his quirk. Sometimes he still is.
"So what are you doing tonight?" Ejiro ask me, grinning.
"Umm, probably training." I say, shrugging.
Aizawa, who was watching us carefully buts in.
"You get the night off," he mumbles, "I have papers to grade, and Toshinori and Mic have a thing with Midnight, incase you're wondering"
It's true, as soon as Kirishima showed up, they disappeared.
"So I guess I'm free tonight, How bout you?," I ask Ejiro, "Mina too?"
Kiri laughs, slinging an arm around my shoulder.
"Yeah! We were gonna go to her house but something came up so-" he trails off, grinning. He looks at me. I groan.
"Fine, my place at 7, is that ok?," I look up at Ejiro, who is a head taller (I'm not short, he's just tall!!)
"Sounds good!," he says, running off to his parents, "I'll bring the snacks!"
I giggle at the idiot, and walk home with Zawa.
"You don't actually have papers do you" I  ask Aizawa playfully.
He sighs. "Nope, I'm going to take a nap"
Zawa unlocks the door of our home, and we walk in. I thud up the stairs.
I have some stuff to do before Kiri and Mina get here, and I hope that Zawa is napping in his room and not in the lounge room.....