Book II
"Sometimes the world doesn't need another hero, sometimes what it needs is a monster."
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Hana Fumetsu isn't your typical Mary Sue. In fact, she isn't even human. A combination of cruel insanity, dark humor, and provocative thinking mixed wi...
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Bakugou tore himself from his seat, ready to retaliate explosively. Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima immediately grabbed onto the enraged boy.
"Principal-Nezu, can't the administration reconsider, its as you said, you guys don't know the circumstances yet?" Iida stood up briskly, trying to reason for their classmate.
"Yeah, what if she's like visiting her family or something! It's unfair of you to assume she'd just go rogue and betray us! Aren't you teachers supposed to have more faith in your students!" Mina shouted.
"She has no family." Shoto spoke up, causing the room to go silent. Although, the boy's expression was composed, his hands emanated an icy aura.
"When I was younger, I was tortured and experimented on for quirk mutation..."
"We're her family..." He uttered.
Izuku's 's eyes faltered as he along with the people who knew of Fumetsu's childhood remembered the things All Might had told them about the horned girl. That's right...the others still don't know...
"That is why I ask that you keep your eyes open and your ears peeled on anything that could help us with finding Fumetsu. I'm sorry to have to break such news and I promise you, Aizawa-San here and a few other heroes such as All Might are working collaboratively within the deadline to bring her home. However, I must ask that you students not do anything rash and stick together for Fumetsu's sake."
Class was dismissed early that day and a gloomy cloud had hovered over the class. Those who weren't as close with Fumetsu were trying to uplift and support the one who did. Even Jirou and Momo were affected by the girl's disappearance, the female class representative having a sad aura. Right now, Ochaco was leading the group to a certain abandoned skyscraper within the city with the exception of one particular boy whom hadn't joined the group.
This building...Shoto thought as Ochaco escorted them to the rooftop. Immediately the boys cheeks stained pink upon remembering the last time he was up on said rooftop.
"Hey, Uraraka, where are you taking us?" Sero inquired.
"Yeah, I'm not fond of heights..." Hagakure squeaked.
Walking out onto the rooftop, Ochaco spun around, a light hearted expression on her features. "Those of you that don't know, Fumetsu-chan loves heights, it's one of the few secret places she liked to come to when she had something on her mind." she started.
"Not too long ago, she actually brought me up here and shared this place with me."
Ochaco's eyes faltered in nostalgia, remembering the silly day. It had been that time of the month and Ochaco wasn't in the best of moods. However, Ochaco herself had always been a bright person and wasn't one to complain about such minor things and put on a smile to hide her pain.
