Tokoyami x Male! reader

Part 57

I cast my eyes to the side, so that I don't have to look him in the eyes while I ask, "Principle Nezu, I believe I should explain how my quirk actually works, before I begin to answer your questions and such. Seeing to the fact that what is written in my portfolio is not true, and so on." He nodded to me, telling me to go ahead and explain. 

I take a deep breath then say, "My quirk is a mix of my mother's and father's (like most people's). My mother's quirk is called, 'Day Dream', and how it works is if she has it activated and someone is fantasizing she can see their dream, then once she has seen the dream she may create something like a hologram of some sorts. With these holograms she can make them do whatever she pleases, but they have some restrictions like not being able to interact with any objects. While my father has a quirk called, 'Warp Gate', basically he teleports using portals. My quirk is not called, 'Void', as said in the portfolio, but actually, 'Lucid Dream'. With my quirk I can send people into my dream world, and read their thoughts. To read their thoughts I can be either in or out of the dream world. Since the world is like a lucid dream to me I can alter it to whatever I see fit, and create my own storylines for the characters that inhabit it. Since I can create whatever I wish, it is easy to reincarnate who's ever worst nightmare in there as long as I know what it is that they fear. You already know about my teleportation capabilities, so there is no need to delve into that. Now onto the drawbacks, for sending things into the dream space it isn't about the length of time, but rather the quantity. Putting inanimate objects in there doesn't cause to bad of a fee. I don't really know how much I need to leave in there for the side effects to start kicking in, but my skin just itches as if I am experiencing an allergic reaction to something. The drawback for inputting animate objects (living things) is much worse. The symptom I experience is just entire body aches, basically all of my muscles feel like they have been overstrained and just ache.  I haven't experienced any further drawbacks, but there could be other downsides if I were to add more objects that I am not aware of."

He nodded saying, "Alright now, tell me your story." I fidget with my hands before saying, "Umm, well you were correct about 'Fog Guy' being my father. He is my only connection to the League of Villains, sir." After confirming his earlier queries I continue onto my story, "I was born and raised in Japan, but my two parents did not raise me entirely together. I was the age of eight when they had finally got divorced. They had it worked out to where 'Fog Guy' had visiting rights and could watch over me, but only when he and my mother had agreed on an amount of time first. So, his contact with me had been restricted."

I had paused after the statement to study Principle Nezu for a second to see if that had caused any change in his body language. He did not show any change or go to speak so I continued, "Whenever Fog Guy had custody over me we would head to his place to train my body, mind, and quirk. Though most of the time we did not train alone. I am sure you are aware of the boy with shaggy light blue hair, hands gripping around his body, and bad posture which had been at the attack on the U.S.J.?"

Principle Nezu nodded, and gave a curt, "Hmm," to my question. Continuing on, "Alright then, he was often used as a sparring partner for me at this age since both of us were pretty incompetent when it came to fighting. Though he basically just lunged at me and I had to either dodge, enter the dream world, or send him there. I digress, this is were I had my first taste of battling. As I continued to grow, mature, and critique my fighting, 'Fog Guy' had increased the difficulty of my sparring partners and overall training."

Before I could continue telling my story, Principle Nezu interjected with, "I am going to stop you there, (L/N). So, you trained under them?" I feel my palms start to sweat while I answer, "Yes, I was trained by them, Principle Nezu." He hummed then said, "Alright then, you may continue on (L/N)."

I send a nervous smile at him to try to alleviate my own stress. With my sweaty palms and thin stretched, nervous smile I continued with my story, "Well, uh, by the age of fourteen I had started my first job to help my mother with the bills, and shortened my training with 'Fog Guy'." When I finished with my very shortened story I just stared at Principle Nezu.

He seemed to be deliberating with himself over something until he opened his mouth saying, "Alright with that new information my first question shall be, when did you first find out your father was a villain?" My nervous smile tightened, then I responded, "Well, I believe the first time I heard of him being a villain was back when I was six."

He nodded to my reply then asked his next question, "What brought you to want to attend U.A.?" I blush at this question thinking, 'Oh, he is going to think badly of me!' I adjust my positioning to try to hide some of my blush then answered with, "Well, one of my reasonings is for the money. But not for myself! I will use the money to take care of my mother, so she will never have to work another day in her life. Another is as a rebellion against 'Fog Guy'. Since 'Fog Guy' had wished for me to join him and the League of Villains, sir."

He tilted his head continuing right on to the next question, "During the security breach where were you, and what were you doing? The only reason I ask this is because Eraserhead had brought to my attention the fact that you had not been in the lunchroom on that day." I chuckled nervously thinking to myself, 'God, honesty is the best policy. Please let me being honest be enough to save my head!' I avoided eye contact saying, "Sir, I was not at lunch because I found it to crowded and noisy. Anyways, Aizawa Sensei had told me to leave the building and on my way trying to find my way to the exit I had bumped into 'Fog Guy' and some other League of Villains members. 'Fog Guy' threatened to harm my mother if I did not assist them to find your office and the teacher lounge. They ransacked your cupboards finding whatever they came looking for and left. Then I went to join everyone else outside."

When I finished I peeked over at him. All I saw when I peeked was a death stare coming from him. I gulped at the intensity of his gaze. He simply said, "(L/N), you are hereby expelled from U.A. highschool."

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June 30th
11:45 P.M.