Flaws [BNHA x Pokemon!Reader]

3: First Day (Or the Last?)

The months passed by quickly. You kept yourself busy with your schoolwork, the PPA, and training sessions that Aizawa insisted you partake in after he learned that your physical abilities were incredibly weak. He was partial to a small gym on the outskirts of town and twice a week you would meet him there so he could teach you the proper stance to hold when fighting or how to take a punch without being knocked out. You had been atrocious at it at first and had spent a lot of time patching yourself up in your bathroom afterward, but as time went on you actually saw a fair bit of improvement in your prowess.

Your personal inventory of Pokemon had also increased during that time. Now you also had a Komala and a Phione, both of which you had acquired on trips thanks to the PPA. Their insider knowledge was usually accurate, but it was often hard for them to find Pokemon that were in danger of being hunted or taken in by authorities; the PPA had no desire to capture all wild Pokemon, only ones who were in potential danger.

Before you knew it, it was time for your first day of class at UA–a day you still had trouble believing was actually here. Currently you were busy putting on your new uniform as Meowth, freshly released from your inventory that morning, worked on making you breakfast. He was a very intelligent Pokemon and enjoyed cooking. He had improved quite a lot and no longer set off the fire alarm when he tried to make a bowl of cereal.

"Thanks buddy," you said, moving over to him and giving him a pat on the head. He grinned at you as he handed you a plate of decent-looking eggs and toast. You took the food and used your quirk to send Meowth back into your inventory–best not to be late on your first day.

The train ride to UA seemed incredibly long; you were so excited to get there that time itself felt like it was moving at half the normal pace. It took everything in you not to literally run down the street when you got within viewing distance of the giant building. It didn't seem like you were the only one, though. You walked alongside groups of other students wearing the same uniform as you, all looking extremely excited to be there.

Class 1-A, you thought as you entered the school. Probably should have found out where it was.

After getting lost for a few minutes, you actually managed to find the first year floor. The rooms were in a strange order, though, and you took a few wrong turns before you saw the sign on the wall pointing to classroom A. Just around the corner, you could hear someone speaking.

"This door is so gigantic, I wonder if..." the voice continued to mutter under its breath and you turned to see the green haired boy you had bumped into at the entrance exam. He was staring at the door in a daze.

"Midoriya?" You said. "You made it! I'm glad."

He turned to you and smiled, although it was slightly shaky and nervous. "(L/n), you're here! Y-Yeah, I got in. Luckily they gave points for rescuing people since I didn't get any points from the robots." He blinked, as though realizing something. "Wait–are you a student? I thought you worked here."

"No, I'm a student," you said. "I was just...volunteering." Wanting to change the subject, you furrowed your eyebrows. "Wait, no points? But you totally destroyed that robot." You left out the fact that it had pretty much destroyed him right back.

"Yeah..." he laughed insincerely. "That was just the zero-pointer, though..."

Before you could ask him why he'd only gone after the zero-pointer, someone from inside the classroom started yelling. Curious, you pushed the door open to reveal a pleasant-looking classroom filled with students. You smiled as you realized who the voice belonged to.

"I said, take your feet off of that desk now," Iida stood in front of a desk in the front row, his arms moving in sharp, choppy motions. "It's the first day and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!"