BNHA | Behind The Mask

8 | Battle Training!

"IT'S MEEEEE! THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" All Might entered the classroom dramatically causing most students to get riled up with his presences. Most of them.

"I can't believe it! All Might is really going to be teaching us!"

"Whoa! That's his silver age costume!"

All Might is an all time favorite hero, well known as Japan's symbol of peace. The second he was rumored to teach in U.A he made every newspaper headline. That doesn't mean Y/n was ready to deal with him just yet. She yawned discreetly as she examined her heroics teacher of today.

'It must be taxing' She thought. 'To have to smile everyday like that.'

Y/n was sure that the responsibility of an ideal hero laid heavily on his shoulders, one wrong move and his whole career could be easily destroyed. Especially now that heroes relied on a celebrity status rather than the heroic deeds every generation grew up with.

"Welcome to the most important class in U.A high! Think of it as heroing 101! Here you will learn the basics of being a pro! And what it means to fight in the name of good!" All Might flexed his muscles a bit before turning to show a board with the words 'BATTLE' on them. "Let's get into it! Today lesson! To Pull No Punches!"

"Fight training!"

"Real combat?" Izuku worried at the thought while Y/n contemplated the idea. This was the exact scenario she feared would come to play. Any decisions she makes today could affect the rest of her future. Her hand stroked her bag's strap absentmindedly, the wheels in her head begged her to come to a final decision before they burn themselves out. She wanted more time.

"One of the keys of being a hero is.......! Looking Good!"

The wall started moving, within them cases with numbers.

"These were designed for you based off your quirk registration forms and the request you sent in before school started!"

"Costumes!"

"Get your self suited up and meet in training ground beta!"

Everyone made their way to their own case and took them out of the classroom to prepare in the locker room. Y/n waited. Purposely taking a longer time to gather her things to ensure she was the last one left. Her case read 'Number 21.'

The most ideal thing to have on her costume was a reliable backpack. One that can ideally hold most portable items she needs while carrying her mask in a safe hidden compartment. It's outer had to be sturdy enough to accept damages so nothing would break inside. Y/n moved her school bag closer, the Mask carefully being handled and transferred into its new carrier.

'Just in case,' She reassured herself. If Y/n is clever enough she can defeat whoever she goes against without having to actually use it. Maybe she should step down. Continue playing dumb untill they believe she's quirkless and allow her to go on her merry way.

~*~

"Wow! I love your costume! Not too flashy you know?" Uraraka voice made Y/n turn away from her locker. Y/n's eyes automatically scanned her pink hero suit as the girl bashfully rubbed the back of her head. It seemed like the teen understood what she was thinking.

"I should have been more specific about what I wanted. This body suit is skin tight! Not really my style.." Uraraka couldn't help but noticed how Y/n stays away from the rest of the class. It's only been 3 days but everyone else was trying to get along while Y/n practically insisted on sticking to Midoriya but only when he wasn't around their other classmates. Uraraka figured it would be better if she made the first move.