lucid dreams ༄ bnha various

XI

❝ i just don't care, i didn't even want to be in this damned place. ❞

I sighed. Just a long deep sigh. The energy today was too much. Class 1-B had arrived and were training too. They were just as annoying as 1-A in my opinion.

"You guys got a new student...hmmmm?" A blond kid cut in, jumping in my face.

"Shut up before I hit you." I snapped, backing away from the 1-B student.

"You're just like the rest of them. How are you even in this class? Do you even deserve this spot?" He questioned.

My eyes narrowed. No, I don't deserve to be here but I'm here regardless. I already knew he was correct but it still hurt a bit. "No, I shouldn't even be here," I answered, crossing my arms.

"Monoma! Stop bothering her!" A girl with orange hair shouted, running over to the commotion.

"How self-deprecating. I bet you have a useless quirk." He sneered. I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "How'd you even get in with such a useless quirk?" Monoma asked. "It's not like you deserve this spot anyways 1-A loser. You're just like the rest of the class. Boring, useless, weak and dumb. They're nothing like 1-B. We're so much better." He bragged.

My lips twitched. "You know, Monoma was it?"

"Yeah, why?"

I felt my brows furrow as I spoke. "You really piss me off, you know that?" I said harshly, practically spitting in his face. "There was no skill difference between the hero courses. We just got unlucky with villains. Consider yourself lucky that you don't have to fight on the frontlines all the damn time." I let out an irritated sigh. The orange ponytail girl paused, her facial expression softening as she backed off after hearing our conversation. "Do you think I'm frightened of you man? I've almost died several times. Consider yourself fucking lucky. All the other kids in this damn class probably have PTSD from all the villain attacks they've been through."

"I-"

"Instead of shit talking about people, consider what they've fucking gone through, you insensitive bitch." I snapped, placing a hand on my hip.

"Someone's mad that I told the truth." He laughed.

"I'm not angry that you've insulted me." I said, letting out a sigh. I seriously had to calm down. I couldn't go too overboard with this. "I'm angry that you insulted my classmates. I've only just got here so I haven't had a villain attack but I know what's happened. I know how it feels. It's fucking terrifying." I met his gaze, glaring at him. "I could care less what you think of me."

"Oh. Aren't you that criminal girl?"

"No. But you can believe that if you want." I answered.

"Monoma, we should go." The girl said.

"That's a lot of bull coming from you."

"That's it."

I clocked his jaw.

In simpler terms, I punched him in the jaw.

Hard.

"OW! What was that for?"

"For being a total dick." I replied. "Anyways, I think you've wasted enough of my time." I said, looking at my nails. Thankfully they didn't break from punching him so hard. "Don't approach me. Ever. Again. Got it?"

"Got it..." he winced.

"Monoma! I said we should go! We have to train still!" The girl snapped. "This is what happens when you talk bad about it. You honestly deserve it after what you've said!" The girl's hand enlarged, smacking the blond over the head. I sputtered a laugh as the girl dragged him by the collar. She turned to me with a soft smile, "I'm so sorry about that."

"No worries. He's a bit off, that's all." I said nonchalantly, "he didn't really hurt my feelings or anything."

"Well...I'm sorry. He's always like this with 1-A students."

"I can tell."

"I'm Kendo Itsuka." Big hands girl said.

"[L/N] [Y/N]." I didn't glance back at her as I walked away. "Now I have to go find somewhere else to fuckin' train."

Her expression faltered but she quickly dragged the blond away from the scene. I let out an irritable sigh, pinching the bridge of nose. That shit really gave me a headache. Training was fucking annoying since I had to test my quirk to the max and go beyond. I'll just pass right out if I try. I stared at my palms. How would I be able to make more mist without passing out from exhaustion? I clicked my tongue. I guess if I pass out in the forest, it won't be too bad. Just hoping I don't get attacked or raped.

Horny kids exist man, they're terrifying.

I sighed. It won't be too bad. Maybe someone will stumble upon my unconscious body and carry me back like a knight in shining armor. I inhaled deeply, letting out mist from my body. Maybe if I lowered how fast I emitted the mist, I could last longer? Or if I limit how much I use during battle. Wait. That's not the point. Scratch that. I waft the mist away to try again. I wasn't sleepy yet. I let go a slightly larger amount this time. Of course I had to hold my breath the entire time, which was fine, but annoying. I'd rather have my gas mask on.

I guess being to able to hold my breath for a long time is a good thing. I continued to train through the same method the entire day which was boring as FUCK, but the whole purpose was to train and enhance our quirks. I already had a full grasp on my quirk and I didn't exactly rely on it in combat.

I glanced up to see it was time to head back. I paused, the wind blowing the mist away. I turned around to walk back.

"New girl!"

I turned around quickly, recognizing the annoying voice. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, glaring at him. He froze, blinking.

"What?" I asked.

"...I'm...sorry." He said.

"What?" I loosened my grip, faltering slightly.

"Kendo said I should say sorry." The blond said, throwing his hands up. "So I'm SO sorry! That was uncalled for!"

"See? You'd never say sorry on your own." I sneered, letting Monoma go.

"I did go too far though," he said.

"Nah." I grinned. I adjusted my ponytail as I spoke, "I just don't care, I didn't want to be in this dammed place." I glanced back at Monoma. "I didn't even want to go to U.A in the first place. All you dumbasses thinking you can be a hero. Not everyone can be a hero in this world." I said. "Some people aren't cut out for it."

"Are you saying you aren't cut out for it?" He asked, raising a brow.

"My mom was Dreameater. You really think I'm not cut for it?" I scoffed. "I just don't want to." I said, "I was put here for a reason."

"Does it have to do with the rumors?"

I paused, unsure to reply. "I'm not a criminal, that's all I'll say."

"So you don't care if I insult you for being here?"

"No." I said, turning away. "Cause I didn't even want to be here in the first place." I walked off, if I stayed any longer Aizawa would yell at me with his long ass monotonous speech about how I was under watch and that I can't make any mistakes.