TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

names and the beginnings of acceptance

on the way to school, i really didn't want to end up pushed up against other people, so i ended up walking to school in the rain. it honestly didn't matter, since the train ride to my stop wasn't even that long, but i had to leave a bit earlier so as to get there on time.

i eventually got to school and into my classroom, placing my stuff down and sitting in my seat, my head falling onto my arms as i try to catch up on some sleep.

sleep is for the weak

"says you, i get nightmares because of you," i grumble, trying to ignore his smartass comments.

it doesn't work, but he's being a bit less annoying at the moment.

my classmates are already making a racket, going on about people recognizing them for being in the festival, and i mentally sigh. i really don't want strangers talking to me. at least one good thing came from my decision, other than venom not eating anyone or beating someone to death.

i would never!

"don't get me started."

i raise my head up slightly to look around the room, my eyes landing on jirou who turns my way at just the right moment, and she winks at me, causing my face to heat up a bit, so i bury my face again.

aizawa then slides open the door, walking in and greeting us like normal, so i raise my head completely so as not to end up getting told off.

he begins to say that today we're doing a special hero class thing, and while i'm nervous about what it'll be, i don't showcase it like others do with their worried expressions. they'll have to get those under control if they want to be proper heroes.

"code names. you'll be coming up with hero names," aizawa states blandly, and i cover my ears as everyone starts shouting in excitement.

he starts explaining how this is relevant to the draft paper things because of the sports festival, and i look down at my desk. i didn't participate, like a pathetic coward, so i obviously got no requests. but what should i expect, it's my own fault.

damn right it is. we should've fought

'maybe we should've...' (don't fucking come at me okay, i just suck at writing action and i get it was stupid not letting her fight but please just don't. also this is a joke so plz don't take me seriously)

when our teacher says that even those who didn't get any requests will be participating, i perk up slightly and look up at him again. is he serious? i mean, obviously he is, but still, even me? this school is weird.

i zoned out of the last few things he said, startling back into focus when the door slides open once again and midnight walks through.

just why in the literal hell does she have to walk around in something like that? my face is once again buried in my arms, and i can tell that yaoyorozu is looking at me in confusion, but i ignore it and try to keep the bad gay thoughts away.

you can't stop the gay thoughts

'it's only the ones thirsting over her, so stuff it'

white boards are passed up each isle, and once i have mine and a marker, i have no fucking clue what to write down.

'damn it this is just like a test'

tests suck ass

'what the flying fuck should i do goddammit'

how should i fucking know, i'm just your quirk

'oh, so now you're just my quirk and not your own living creature. way to degrade yourself, piece of shit'