Birds of Prey (BNHA Hawks/Keigo Takami X Oc)

3. The Media is such a drag...

"Good morning Japan! In recent development of Nike's epic return to the hero world with yesterday's criminal take-down that was recorded by many bystanders, people have welcomed her return greatly with artwork of her. Though what has greatly touched everyone's heart is her unique interaction with the victim that quite frankly most heroes do not have with people, the simple yet touching hug. Even though the people have welcomed this hero back, many have questions about where has she been for the past four years and why has she returned now?"

I rolled my eyes and turned off the tv in the teacher's lounge as I heard Nemuri and Hizashi groan. "Oh come on. Why did you turn it off?" Hizashi groaned.

I rolled my eyes once more as I looked at the bonsai on my desk. "Because it's stupid?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"It was such a beautiful piece...until they ruined it with that reporter question." Nemuri agreed before looking out the window. "Man the media can be such a pest sometimes."

I looked out the window and gritted my teeth as I saw them harass the students as they tried to come into the building. "That they are. I wish they would take a hint and leave." I said. "No one wants to talk to them about All Might and his teaching."

"Yeah!" Hizashi said before looking around. "Where is he by the way?"

I shrugged my shoulders once more I looked at the bonsai on my desk. "I have no clue. He left the apartment early."

"Speaking of apartment, shouldn't you be looking for your own place?" Hizashi asked.

"I am." I said. "Just can't find one that fits my needs aka extra space."

Lunch time came around, I was eating and chatting with Hizashi and Nemuri as Aizawa napped until the alarm went off. I looked out the window and my glare hardened. "Those damn reporters." I growled, getting out of my chair. "Aizawa. Hizashi. Let's shut these reporters up."

Hizashi nodded his head as Aizawa sighed, leaving his sleeping bag. We made it to the front gates and the reporters instantly started shoving their cameras and microphones in our faces, mainly mine.

"Give us All Might!" A woman with auburn hair demanded. "He's here, isn't he?!"

"We told you, he's not here!" Present Mic said.

"Give us one brief comment and we'll leave!"

"If you get just one comment, you'll want another." Eraserhead stated. "That's just how you are."

"Forget All Might! We can get Nike!" Another reporter pointed out.

I stepped in front of Present Mic and Eraserhead, opening my wings and stretching them to shield them from the reporters and to intimidate the reporters. "You have been told for two days that All Might isn't here and no one wants to give you a comment. You have gone too far by harassing them students and now putting them into a panic for you have set off a level three alarm. You all should be ashamed!"

The police soon arrived and removed the reporters from campus grounds, making me sigh in relief as I closed my wings. "You know they're going to write half-truths about you now, right?" I turned to Eraserhead and shrugged my shoulders.

"Like I truly give a fuck." I said. "Let them write whatever the fuck about me. I only care about the students." I stated, walking back into the building.

"Goodbye, bad mass media!" Present Mic exclaimed, waving his arms like a child.

Once I got inside, I walked back to the teacher's lounge and started braiding my hair, questioning how did the reporters even get in. The security system was flawless and always stopped people getting in that weren't welcomed. I looked at my phone to see a text from Aizawa telling me to go over to USJ and Class 1-A would be there shortly.

Ileft the teacher's lounge and I made way to the rooftop. Once I made it to therooftop, I flew off to USJ still thinking about the UA infiltration by thereporters.