A Dragon's Heart // Shoto Todoroki x OC

Chapter 13: Dissension

Amara's POV

Classes returning to normal was a bittersweet experience. I slunk deeply into my back seat next to Shoto, trying to ignore the noisy banter filling the room. My attention was glued to Shoto, Midoria, and Iida, who stood before us.

"I was really worried about you," Yaoyorozu said, her eyebrows knitted together with genuine concern.

"You were lucky Endeavour showed up and saved you guys," another classmate added.

"So cool! Just what I'd expect from the number 2 hero!"

My classmates gushed and gossiped, much to my dismay. I noticed Shoto lowering his head like a wilted flower. "Yeah, that's right. He saved us," Shoto reiterated with a clenched fist at his side. The class continued to rave about the Hero Killer, but I couldn't help but notice Yaoyorozu staring at Shoto. Her delicate features seemed lost in thought until she realized I had been watching her. She immediately averted her gaze, a deep pink blush painting her face.

"I AM HERE! Class 1-A, go get dressed into your hero costumes!" All Might stuck his head through the door with his infamous smile. "Then meet me at the training grounds outside." He disappeared as quickly as he appeared.

For the first time, I got to walk with my classmates to the change rooms, and I couldn't help but smile. I walked with the rest of the girls into the changing rooms before slipping my shirt off. I was glad I wore my fancy black bra instead of my older ones.

"How was your week of training, Amara?" Uraraka asked, causing a sigh to escape my lips.

"Quite boring, but helpful, I guess. I feel more in control of my quirk now," I chuckled nervously.

"Control doesn't matter when you're still a monster," Yaoyorozu mumbled under her breath.

"Did you say something?" My voice quaked with anger as I slowly walked up to her.

"I forgot you had superhuman hearing. I said you are a monster, and I'm not the only one who knows it," she said, her words saturated with venom.

"Yaoyorozu, leave her alone. No one else thinks that," Jirou sighed, defending me.

"The school does. That's why they never let her participate in groups or go on internships," Yaoyorozu smiled coyly down at me.

"You're just jealous that she's dating Todoroki and you're not," Jirou winked at me. Yaoyorozu turned a deep shade of red, flailing her arms in embarrassment.

"I'm not jealous of a freak," she shrieked, causing me to snicker. I knew exactly what to say to piss her off.

"Y'know who else calls me a freak?" I smiled maniacally, leaning closer to Yaoyorozu. "Shoto, when we're in bed together," I said barely above a whisper. She furrowed her brows, sending me death glares. I smirked before spinning around and walking away.

"You slut," she hissed.

"I'm not the one who dresses like one," I scowled, referring to her hero costume. I continued to undress and pulled the black material of my costume over me.

"Guys, seriously, stop," Uraraka interjected. "You shouldn't talk to each other like that." I rolled my dark eyes, got fully dressed in my black outfit, and strode out of the change rooms. I found the rest of the class, all the guys, and stood in the back of the group with crossed arms, waiting for the rest of the girls to arrive. It wasn't long before they did.

"Welcome back to hero training! Listen carefully, today we will be conducting a little race," All Might announced. My heart sank at the sound of that; I hated running with a fiery passion. I folded my arms across my chest, listening to the smiling giant. The first group entered the industrial complex maze of pipes and towers. We got to watch their every movement on the giant TV screens nearby. Midoria had improved greatly, propelling himself effortlessly through the course. I glanced to my side, noticing that Shoto was also impressed. Bakugo stood silently, drowning in fury. I hadn't spoken to him since the sports festival and found myself wondering how he was doing.