You are a vigilante hero with a quirk called "pulse." You can emit a painful wave through your hands via contact. The wave can disrupt the quirk factor and stun them, and you can control how much of the wave you can send through someone's body. It can leaves people you've used it on numb, and if used on solid object it can break them. You guys are the same age
"We really need to stop meeting like this," she purred, leaning up against the cold, alleyway brick wall as he wrapped his capturing cloth around the stunned villain who was twitching in pain.
"Y/n, you know should stay out of stuff like this," Aizawa replied, not removing his visual focus away from the thug he had under his foot.
"Why? Is it to dangerous?" She said, in an almost flirtatious tone. "I can take care of myself."
"You know that's not what I meant-never mind." Sirens whirred in the distance. "You should-"
"Yeah, that's my que to dip," Y/n rested a gloved hand on short curls. She strutted past him and gave him a slight nudge with her waist. "See you around, Eraser Head." She said, waving at him with two fingers. He watched her walk away until she disappeared around the corner.
It was always like this. One day, there was supposed to be a raid on a small criminal organization, but by the time the pros arrived, everyone, including their little ring leader were all knocked out. He caught her trying to leave the scene. And since then, they've been "bumping" into each other.
Every time Shota found himself chasing after some petty criminal for snatching a purse or mugging someone, Y/n was always there.
It was a thing they did. It wasn't on purpose, but it wasn't entirely on accident either.
They relished in these little moments they shared together, the small phrases they exchanged.
She always smelled nice. He was able to figure out that the smell was coming particularly from her hair. She also seemed very confident and carried herself that way (cause your that bitch)
Y/n had gotten multiple warnings from the police, telling her she should mind her business and leave it to the "real heroes." So she had to make her getaways as soon as she could. The next time she got caught, she they were going to threaten to take her into custody.
"You need to stop doing stuff like this. You'll get caught one of these days," she thought, the memory playing back through her head.
"Please, they could never."
But he could.
A week later
Y/n's hands emitted a soft, f/c light as she cornered the masked villain.
"Goddamn heroes! Always ruining the fun," he spat. Before she could even lay a finger on the guy, she the pulsation in her hands fizzle out and her body being bound.
"Aww shit."
"Everybody freeze!" Y/n heard guns being drawn. She tried to grab the bindings that squeezed her, but her quirk wouldn't activate. She craned her neck and saw exactly who it was , too. Surrounded by police officers, there was Shota. Hair spiked up in the air, red eyes shielded by his infamous yellow goggles.
"What are you doing Eraser Head," Y/n rather stated than asked.
"Your interfering with an official investigation."
"Huh?"
"You have the right to remain silent."
He cannot be serious right now. Y/n sucked in her teeth and huffed in annoyance. After the commotion died down, Aizawa ensured the police that he'd escort her and hand her in to the station. He tossed her over his shoulder and she didn't say a word. Not until they turned onto a large alley and he sat her down and removed her restraints.
"What're you doing?" Y/n asked. Weird. He promised her to the police but now he's letting you go. "I thought I was interfering with an investigation."
"You were. That guy was associated with some villains of interest."
"So why are you letting my go then, hm?" Came from a confused Y/n.
"Well, thanks to you, he probably would've gotten away," he replied, resting a hand on his neck and looking away awkwardly. She smirked.
"Aww, you were going to miss me, huh?" She teased, pushing herself up against his frontside.
"Don't push it, Y/n."
"So what're you gonna tell the police? You can't just walk up there empty handed.
"I'll think of something." Y/n slid her arms around her neck and smiled softly.
"Thank you, Shota," Y/n purred in his ear sending a chill down his spine. She kissed his cheek softly as added thanks, and left him, but not before waving goodbye.
He placed a hand where her lips were and sighed.
Yeah. He was definitely looking forward to their next encounter.
I'm so dookie at writing omg💀
anyway i just thought is you and Aizawa had a kid and u had the quirk in this chapter would the kid be able to look at people and send a pulse through someone's body? Ion know. I'm still working on chapters and like two other books but school she's that bitch so🙄
