Mina x reader! /DISCONTINUED

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I sigh in defeat, taking a huge gulp of tea.

"Ok Mr Nezu, I apologise for my affiliation with your so called enemies. Why are you taking it out on me though? I ain't no villain sir." I say to the damn rodent sitting across from me. Calling him a rodent is disrespectful, obviously, but cmonnn have you seen my situation?? There's not an inch of respect towards me and my craft here.

The hamster bear rodent thing smiles in response and gets up to pour me another cup of tea. "My dear, I understand your situation. You are a vigilante, yes? I appreciate your work. But it seems you've mingled with the wrong crowd- does it not?"

I nod in begrudged agreement, my face flushed from how easily he managed to read my situation. "Sir, if I may, there's no hope in getting me to side with the damn heroes. Pardon my language there. I strongly dislike their values- and that's coming from someone who has spent the past few years isolated by villains! They cared for me more than them fucking heroes." I huff, staring at my teacup in anguish.

Perhaps I am taking this too far? Nah.

Mr Nezu gets up again and waddles in front of me, placing a paw on my arm. Oh man if he doesn't get his damn paw of my fucking arm -

"Miss l/n. It is up to you wether you wish to become our ally or go back to being our enemy. I welcome you with open paws, and me and my school take full responsibility over you and your decisions from this point onwards. Do you understand? You are finally being given a choice."

He hops away from me, opening the door to reveal the scruffy looking man from before, a very provocatively dressed woman (how is that allowed in a school?) and the walking parrot-man.

Mr Nezu then turns back to me, opening his tiny paw to take my teacup. "I await your response, miss. For the meantime, please make yourself acquainted with our staff. You will also be staying in a small building right off the side of this campus to ensure your safety. Please, allow us to take care of you. You must feel so stressed, so confused. I will give you 3 days. Please, tell me your answer. Now, bye bye !"

He gently pushes me out the door with his paw and then shuts it slowly. Someone clears their throat.

"Dear me. You look rotten sweetheart. How about a bath? I have some lovely bubble mixtures you can enjoy!" The kind looking woman asked me, taking my hand and leading the way.

I shook my hand away from her grasp, shuffling away from the very tall group of three. Now, I'm not one to get overwhelmed very easily. Hell, I managed to stay in a villain lair for a couple years and not crack!! You catch my drift here, yea?

Well this, it's definitely different. I don't want to sound, shall we say brutish? I don't want to sound brutish- or well too emotional- but I think this is the most hospitality I have ever been given.

Even growing up was a struggle. I lived surrounded by poverty and it was a struggle to connect with the people around me. I always kept it positive, always trying to make my situation more fun than it was! But- it was never fun.

And I've always lived like that.

I'm not a negative person. Quite the opposite, actually. I'm a glass half full type of person! But, it's a bit of a shocker when you realise things aren't exactly the way you've pictured them!

I guess I'm trying to say I've been living through rose tinted glasses. Even during my capture, I didn't think my situation was as bad as it actually was.

Maybe I can learn a thing or two from these heroes? You won't catch me dead becoming one, though. Mark my words!

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"Miss Midnight, thank you so much! This (favourite smell) smells amazing! Thank you very much for catering to my tastes!" I gushed at the pro hero, sending her praise after praise for her kindness.

The woman in question beamed at me in response, patting my head gently as a response.

Who would've known heroes would go out of their way for little old me? I thought they would just ignore me! It's always been like that !

So now... why are things changing?

Since when were they so nice?

I kicked the woman out of my temporary room for the next 3 days and shuffled towards the bed, placing my gifts from the pro heroes on it.

They gave me night clothes, snacks, books.. anything that I need for the next couple of days! I, I feel so welcomed.

Damn it! I'm going soft :(

I turned away from the single bed tucked in the corner of the semi-bland room. Next to my bed was a small bedside table with a lamp. The lamp.. had no cord? How does it turn on?

My mouth shot open in shock as I touched the base of the lamp, a smile soon gracing my lips as I found sudden enjoyment in repeatedly turning the lamp on and off. How trivial... how fun!

Ah! I'm losing myself again.

I shook my head in disarray, turning to look out the window. The window frame was white, matching the locked door. Outside was very pretty. Underneath the window was a lovely flowerbed, full of glamorous flowers! Anything you could possibly imagine was there. They even had.. snowdrops? I thought they only grew in winter! Oh wow, heroes are crazy.

Sat upon my window sill was a small framed picture of all might. Hah, Mr Shigaraki would fume if he saw this !! I let out a small giggle, caressing the window frame as I turned away from it.

The actual walls of the room were cream coloured with the odd hero poster plastered here and there. Heroes sure are self absorbed. I mean, cmon! There's atleast 5 pictures of all might! That's more than enough.

The floor was hardwood, and it looked to be pretty durable. There was a large fluffy carpet stretched across the floor, but not large enough that it completely swallowed the original flooring.

The room was pretty nice, actually. There was a small bathroom attached, but it was the stereotypical bathroom you'd find in a hotel. Pretty cool, actually. This building is apparently used for people the heroes take into their custody, but it's a lot more comfortable than anything I would've imagined.

It's like I'm staying in a hotel! Rather than a prison cell- like what my situation suggests.

Well , that's about it for the room really. It is quite literally like your stereotypical hotel room, just without the actual freewill of a hotel room.

I yawned, grabbing my night things midnight prepared for me. Surprisingly, the woman has nice taste in comfortable clothing- considering the fact she dresses rather.. glamorously? She must have gotten help from those hero wannabes.

Welp, that's enough thinking for me tonight. I now declare it self care time!

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