Rage is the Colour Green (Tododeku-Completed)

A new Hero? A confession? WHAT!?!?

"I want into the hero course Eraserhead."

Mischief's heart pounded, nervous at the request she was asking from the pro-her in front of her.

"So, you're telling me that you pretended to be a villain because your boyfriend Twice knew Midoriya and Eri were going to be kidnapped, so you infiltrated the league and waited until you could get them out?"

She hummed in agreement, nodding as she thought over his words.

"Yes, exactly that."

"And now you want into the hero course?"

Another nod.

The man in front of her sighed. She elbowed Midoriya who was sitting beside her, pointedly glancing at the tired pro in front of her.

And then the pleading and the begging started.

She smirked.

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Aizawa Shouta had no idea how he had gotten to this stage in his life, leading the principal of UA to meet a faux villain who wanted to become a hero even though she was already an adult. It's not as though it hadn't been done before, it was just... surprising. A villain had never been as open as she had, easily explaining what had happened.

Eraserhead didn't know if he could stomach another sassy person in the house.

Although it looked as though Midoriya was close to her, for whatever reason that was.

He supposed he would find out.

They strolled into the room, Midoriya and Eri finally gone from the area, taken back to the dorms in order to clean up and rest after the ordeal. Although Aizawa doubted they would actually sleep.

"Hello UA principal," Mischief greeted easily, Twice twitching beside her. A small hand laid on his stopped the sporadic twitches and he relaxed into the chair he was sitting on. "Apologies, my boyfriend's quirk torments him at times, especially when introduced to new environments."

"That's quite alright. Now, if you don't mind me asking, what are your actual names?"

Mischief nodded, opening her mouth to answer but Twice bet her to it.

"Mine is Bubaigawara Jin and this sassy little idiot is Hilota Masi."

Nezu nodded at the answer, picking up their files that lay open on the desk in front of him. He had finally crawled off Aizawa's shoulder, settling into a chair in front of the other two. "Tell me about your quirks."

"I can make clones of myself, others, and physical objects. The clones can only take a small amount of force or damage before they melt and disintegrate." His voice seemed tired, head dropping until he leaned it against Masi's shoulder, a beautiful smile lighting up her face as she looked at his sleeping face.

"He got tired out. He hates his quirk but it's very useful. Mine is a bit... different. The basic premise is that if I touch someone I can make them experience their old memories, dragging up others and it drops them into a spiral. I do not have to maintain the contact and it can affect multiple people at once. As far as I know, I can change the intensity of their memories, choosing their worst or their best, or the in-between. I can see the memories in my own mind almost like viewing a TV and control it from there. They usually snap out of it once they hit their worst memory, or they get over a traumatic event in their lives."

Masi picked at her nails in boredom while the principal watched her with beady eyes. She met his gaze, allowing a slither of vulnerability through the mask she had always worn on her face, the metaphorical mask keeping her safe.