BNHA | Behind The Mask

2 | It's Pizza Time

Y/n was a great Auntie. A lot younger than the initial mental image one gets when someone mentions their Aunt but sometimes that's a good thing.

If someone were to ask if there was anyone in the world Steven was closest to she'd be his response without hesitation.

He didn't have a dad but he had Y/n to help him through things that a dad should do. Like fighting off the monsters lurking under the bed, in the closet, and those too dark corners Steven dares not go in alone.

Let's see that Cucuy try and get him now.

He had a Mom. A mom who stay with him until he was two, leaving little Steven to join the police academy. She came back not too long ago but she's always busy so it really felt no different than when him and Y/n would face time her when she was free during her time away.

Grandma was going to a night school so she often sleeps during the day like a vampire hiding from the sun.

Suspicious.

Steven has yet to prove his theory.

Grandpa works at a junkyard. He buys and sells junk. Sometimes he gets to use his quirk and melt junk with his lava hands.

As for himself, Steven has just completed his first day of school yesterday. The grumpy teacher had them writing their names over and over again.

Everyone was busy now and that left Y/n to fill in their roles.

Steven was seated at the table eating a sandwich his Aunt made for him. She was buzzingly moving about the house gathering things the others need for the day then back into the kitchen to make everyone's lunches.

"N/n?"

Y/n hummed in response.

"What are you thinking about?" Steven's feet kicked the air lightly.

For a second she paused. It almost felt like he knew her mind was preoccupied with things completely unrelated to what she was currently doing. "Lots of things," She answered honestly. Y/n glanced at him. "What are you thinking about?" She repeated his question.

"Burritos." He answered without thinking.

"Burritos?" Y/n smiled confused as an airy laugh slip out.

"Burritos!" He repeated with laugh of his own. Smiling sure was contagious.

"We can make Burritos for dinner then." She promised. Y/n moved to the refrigerator to take out the meat they needed for dinner. Surly it will defrost by the time they come back.

~*~

Classes was just plain useless today. Considering everything was just review of last year.

Speaking of school, that conversation she overheard last night replayed itself in her head. Fact was she needed a job and bad. Y/n bought a newspaper to start her search. Even if she did get a job during her last year of junior high how can she expect to make enough money for a school like MIT?

Maybe if she busted her ass hard enough she'd be able to pay for the books. She scoffed at the thought.

'How more useless can you get? Books. Really? That all you can do?' Y/n scolded at herself. She opened the newspaper as she walked despite knowing it was risky since she would be blocking her vision but then again there was no one walking towards her.

Using a newspaper to find a job was a bit old fashion. Everyone knows you can look for jobs online now but y/n would much rather look in a newspaper where people can date back to rather than a website someone can potentially take down because it was a trap to lure a victim in.