U.A's secret Villain

Papazawa...

A/N: I wanted to say a huge thanks to TheRainRogue for your comments and helping motivate me. You really did put a smile on my face. Thank you.

Classes can go by quickly when you've trained your brain to simply freeze while you look out a window or blankly at the wall. It was impossible not to miss what was being said.

Other than the morning confrontation, nothing seemed out of place to Surebu. Everyone treated her the same old way, but one thing did catch her attention. Something she knew wasn't normal. Something being how a head of green hair would shift so that the freckled face could see her every so often.

She knew that what happened this morning gave the boy a lot to think about, so she let him be. She had more pressing things to worry about. Like the fact she could sense eyes on her frame, and not the eyes of those in her class. These eyes were with dangerous intent. It was familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

The bell signalling the end of the day rang through the room and everyone shoved off. It was just another day, and just like every other day, Surebu and Shinsou had afternoon plans.

Instead of going to meet with Aizawa, Surebu dragged the boy over to the class 1-A dorms. She didn't take him to the door, instead they went around the back. Together they helped each other climb up to the balcony connecting to Surebu's room. Shinsou knew Surebu hated walking through the dorms, and Surebu knew Shinsou needed something to laugh about some days. They helped each other in ways no one else could ever understand.

The two planned to study. That was what they had expected, but that didn't mean that was what happened. A long time ago, as Shinsou and Surebu were studying, Shinsou had noticed that the girl was very frustrated and asked if she was okay. Her answer surprised him instantly.

"I can't read this," she had mumbled pointing at the pages. Shinsou hadn't really known how to react to that, but by the time that study session was over, Shinsou agreed to teach Surebu how to read Japanese as well as keep it a secret from anyone.

That's usually where their lessons start. A quick lesson on reading and writing. It helped Surebu gain confidence.

Around the end of this quick lesson, Aizawa had decided to go look for the two since they were skipping training. He checked in Shinsou's dorms, not there, so the last place to check really was Surebu's room. Those were the places those two hid together when wanting to block out the world.

He walked into the dorms of class 1-A and found the main room full. Some of the kids were playing games on the T.V while others were watching, studying or just trying to relax. Each one looked at him once he walked in, stopping in whatever activity they were doing just to see what was happening.

"Have any of you seen Surebu or Shinsou since class ended?" Aizawa asked trying to sound casual about the situation. Everyone looked around before giving off small shakes of their heads, still very confused about what's was going on in the first place.

Midoriya stepped forwards from his small study circle of friends. "I heard something about them wanting to study earlier," he mumbled looking to the floor. Aizawa nodded at this now positive that these two had snuck into Surebu's room. He began to walk to the elevator when the sound of laughter began to float down the stairs.

Everyone looked to the stairs expecting a reasonable explanation for what was considered so funny, but instead they heard a yelp then the sound of something falling and rolling down the stairs. It was a little bit before they saw both Surebu and Shinsou topple the entire way down in a joined heap. The two began to laugh at themselves.

"Let's agree to never do that again," Shinsou laughed out getting off the ground and sitting instead. Surebu continued to chuckle for a bit before finally sitting up.

"AGAIN!" She called causing Shinsou's face to pale.

"Are you numb to pain?" He asked before properly thinking through his words. Surebu's smile faded until it was all but gone now.

"Not exactly," she stated trying to think her next words through. "I just got so used to feeling pain that it's a natural thing for me now. I haven't gone through a day without forming a new bruise or cut. I guess I'm just to used to it really," she looked at the purple haired boy with a smile and stood up. "We should get you to Recovery Girl just in case," she held her hand out for him and he gladly took it.

Now both standing up they turned to the door only to come face to face with Aizawa. The two froze seeing Aizawa's glare and began to shuffle back towards the stairs.

"Studying?" Aizawa's voice suddenly appeared. Everyone flinched at the sudden sound of anger, but the small smile on his face wasn't forgotten.

"Sorry Papziwaw!" Surebu called bowing. The room fell into silence at her words and Surebu's body grew stiff, as if only just realising what she'd said. Suddenly her head flew back up as she grabbed Shinsou's arm sleeve. "Too Recovery Girl!" She yelled dragging him to the door, sliding past Aizawa and outside before anyone could recover from her slip up.

That would be hard to explain...