QUIRKY! (MHA x Reader)

Part 33 - Double Trouble

AN: Thank you for the "get wells" and support y'all! I do feel better so I'm ready to keep writing :) I was hella nervous having an all-OC chapter... hopefully it wasn't too boring lol. We'll see some more familiar faces soon!

I'd actually like some help with your character's hero name... I have a few ideas but I wouldn't mind some suggestions. Maybe I'll take a poll later or something?

The song played over and over in your head. You left the greenhouse and Monarch, who escorted you to the train station. You put the music box in your backpack, but the melody wouldn't leave your ears.

The train slowed at one of its many stops. You had six more to go before you were home. So you sat in a daze, trying to make sense of the snippets of memories forming just from hearing the music box.

You saw a woman's face. She was kind, but how could that be? Your mother was a villain... The song came from her lips as she sang you to sleep. It was almost putting you to sleep right now just thinking about it.

When the train started back up again, you were jolted awake. It was so confusing to see someone like Hellia looking so motherly in your mind. If only you could talk to her yourself... But what good would that do now? You had a life and a family. If you ever did meet your parents your expectations would probably be demolished and you'd be left heartbroken.

"Hey, you were from the sports festival right?" You heard someone ask. You looked up from where you sat at a group standing in the middle of the aisle, "You were so awesome!"

"I think you should've won, personally. That Bakugo kid is nuts!"

"Could we get an autograph?"

Bakugo is nuts, but he deserved the win, you thought bitterly. He didn't focus on anything else - all of his energy went into these challenges. And, as you knew from personal experience, his energy was nothing to joke about.

"Sure," you smiled, still not confident in this whole celebrity thing. You hadn't even practiced a proper signature yet.

"What are you doing all the way out this way?" one of them asked, "You're probably already interning with a pro, right?!"

"That has to be it!"

You nodded, "Yeah, we all are."

Their stop arrived and they had to leave, which allowed you to relax again. Maybe your hero costume needed to come with a mask. Speaking of, you still needed to replace yours after half of it was destroyed at the USJ. Stupid Tomura...

Like a demon being summoned, you spotted a black hoodie with blue hair diagonal from you on the train. It couldn't be him, you thought. No way he knew where you were and no way was this a mere coincidence. But you couldn't stop yourself from shaking.

Why did it have to be him - the only one you couldn't use your quirk on? You dared to look again, hoping to see his face more clearly, but he had it angled away. He wore the same black pants that you remembered, but that was pretty common attire.

Your heart stopped when you noticed his red shoes. Now, you were starting to sweat. How many more stops did you have - five? You looked around for any other suspicious figures. The purple-warp dude would've been hard to miss, and thankfully wasn't here. If there were any other villains they weren't dressed up so it would be hard to tell.

Should you call someone? You didn't want to draw any attention either. You quickly sent a text from your phone, while checking on the fake-Tomura every few seconds.

You froze when he slowly turned his head. It was agonizing waiting - almost like he knew he was about to reveal himself...

This was torture. You couldn't sit still any longer. You left your seat before you could even see if it was Tomura's face. The next stop was still a few minutes away, so you made your way to the next car.