:Chapter Fifteen:

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Hikari's POV

The class went silent as I walked through the insanely huge door with Scout at my side. Aria came straight to me and hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her frame and squeezed lightly.

"I'm so glad you're okay," I mumbled into her snow-white hair. 

"I know. I'm glad you weren't there," she pulled back and held my shoulders at arm's length smiling brightly.

It's nice seeing her happy around the class. I thought. I smiled at a few others before sitting down and letting class begin.

"Morning." Aizawa sensei walked into the classroom with his face covered in bandages and his arm in a sling. Let's say that he looked like a mess.

"You're back already, Aizawa sensei?!!" The majority of the class shouted apart from a few me included.

The teacher wobbled into the room and stood beside his desk.
"Glad to see you doing well, sensei!!" Shouted Iida with his hand in the air.

"My welfare isn't important," he paused, "because your fight is far from over."

The class seemed to panic at that well mainly Mineta but who cares about the perverted grape boy.

"U.A.'s Sports festival is fast approaching!" Aizawa announced.

"That's so totally ordinary!" The class gasped and all relaxed in relief while I sat there stroking Scout to keep myself grounded with all the shouting.

"Come on! We just had a villain attack. You sure about this?!" Someone, I think Kirishima, voiced his thoughts.

"It's necessary. To demonstrate that U.A.'s crisis management protocols are sound . . . That's thinking apparently. Compared to past years, there'll be five times the police presence. Anyhow, our sports festival is . . . The greatest opportunity you'll get. It's not an event that can be cancelled over a few villains." A few mumbles went between classmates before Aizawa continued, "Our sports festival is one of Japan's biggest events! The Olympics were once the World's sports festival. The whole country would be whipped into a frenzy over them. But as you know, that tradition has shrunk in scale to a shell of its former self . . . And as far as Japan's concerned, what's taken place of the Olympics is . . . The U.A. sports festival!!"

'Ah, so this is when the pro heroes will be scouting for new sidekicks.' I thought.

Aizawa coughed to gain everyone's attention obviously not finished with his speech, "Naturally, you'll gain valuable experience and popularity if you're picked up by a big-name hero. But your time is limited. Show the pros what you're made if here, and you'll make futures for yourselves. This happens once a year . . . So you've got three chances. If you're hoping to become a hero, this is an event you cant miss!"

Then after a modern literature class, it was lunch. I had scurried into the cafeteria to grab a bowl of rice from Lunch Rush before running out to sit in the hallways. I was leant against one of the huge windows, my legs outstretched with Scout laying across my thighs. He had his harness off and was happily munching away on some food and occasionally lapping up water from the bowls I had laid out.

I had laid my head against the window and closed my eyes while letting my fingers brush through Scout's fur. I listened to the silence around me and let the stress wash away from my mind so I could freely think. My first few thought were of Kuroo. He had been away for a few weeks now with his internship at a hero agency in Shibuya and I hadn't heard much from him. It's not like I'm too worried as he's really strong and can look after himself but I think I'll text him soon to ask about him. My second thought was about the sports festival and how everything was going to play out. To be perfectly honest, I was worried about my classmates especially a certain few. That leads to my third and final thought. Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari and Izuku Midoriya. For some reason, my heart yearned for these three. They could make me laugh at the smallest of things, smile at the simplest of action and make me feel safe with just their presence. I didn't know what this feeling was but the thoughts alone made my heart race and my cheeks to flush. Just the thought of Midoriya's freckles, Kirishima's smile and Kaminari's laugh made me want to curl up into a ball and squeal like a love-sick school girl. Wait, love-sick. No, that can't be right. I am definitely not crushing over three boys. Not just one but three. Nope. Not happening.

The bell went and I fanned my cheeks to rid of the heat before packing away my belongings and heading to class. I kept my head down the entire lesson and tried to avoid the looks three certain boys and one girl were giving me.

For the love of God save me.

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OMG, this has been two updates in the span of what like three days!! Let me know if there's anything you want me to add into the story like a possible side story either inside or out of school. I also want to know if you guys want me to have a look at making an AU for a few ships and my OCs to them. Just let me know if you want that to happen and I'll see what I can do.

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