Silence Destroyed (MHA)

Chapter 31- Villains

Naoko never was the biggest fan of being stared at... She was a teenager who appreciated their privacy, after all, so what she was faced with at the moment felt something like her worst nightmare.

Currently, she was sitting in a heavy wooden chair, with awkwardly large shackles around her wrists that bolted her to the floor. She had a sneaking suspicion that the cuffs were made out of something special, but it's not like she was about to test that theory just because. Naoko could be stupid... But this was not one of those moments.

Instead of acting out and probably getting beaten up for her trouble, she instead chose to glare at all the villains in the room, moving from person to person to give them all equal glares.

This was stupid, sure, she melted the ground under the blue-haired fuck from the USJ the moment she got through, but that was so could push Bakugou right back out of the portal without the idiot stopping her.

She hadn't done a single threatening thing since then, so the fact that they were still treating her like a threat was laughable...

Or smart... Yeah, never mind, it was definitely a smart plan for them.

Naoko huffed as she squirmed in her chair. It was actually kind of funny when she was thinking about it. Anyone of them could be talking to her, but she wouldn't know because this was stupid. Whether it was Crusty-McFuck over there with a hand over his face (Which looked as stupid as it sounded), Gassball behind the corner, cleaning cups as though he hadn't just helped kidnap a kid, morph suit dude in the corner, tweaking out like he was on drugs, or Scales who was sitting on the couch, his reptilian features impossible for Naoko to read, She was fucked.

They all looked so expectant, but there were literally only two people in the room who Naoko could read if they spoke, and one was the teenage girl who was currently fawning over a syringe with blood in it, and the other was the scar-face who had walked to the bar as soon as Naoko pushed him off Bakugou and gotten a drink. Neither of them looked too excited to be an interpreter for the others.

She was about 90% sure several of them were talking about her as she sat there, but she was also about 90% sure she didn't care.

Why you may ask?

Well, it was quite simple... Naoko was exhausted. Blood had crusted down her face, making it uncomfortable to move, and her clothes were starting to get stiff as well.

Thankfully, she wasn't actively bleeding still, but that didn't make the whole thing better.

Naoko had already been exhausted from the regime Levi had put her through, not to mention the fact that she just didn't sleep well ever, and after that battle, Naoko was about ready to pass out for the next couple of days, nightmares be damned.

Hm... Now that she was thinking about it, perhaps falling asleep would be a good thing, it would show these idiots right for her to melt this stupid bar into a puddle. 

Would it stop them? No, but any inconvenience Naoko could pile on these jerks was good.

"Well?" Naoko spat eventually, getting tired of the tense silence, "You got me, like you obviously wanted, so what now?"

There were vibrations coming from several people in front of her, but Naoko just groaned and shook her head. They must not know about her... And here she had been hoping that she was done with the awkward confession of her disability.

With the others, she had at least trusted her classmates.

Welp... If this was going to be her life now, then she was going to go down swinging.