❝𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐀...❞
⤥ In which a girl who has always lived in the shadows of those close to her finds her way to becoming a hero with the help of a certain smart...
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"WELL AREN'T YOU AN ELITE.SEEMS I'VE GOT A REASON TO FUCKING END YOU AFTER ALL!"
Ayaka stared at the loud blonde momentarily before sitting in the seat in front of him. He hadn't noticed her yet, although she didn't want to get herself involved in the argument happening behind her.
She wanted to keep to herself, flinching a little at the sudden outbursts from the boy behind her. Even after the few months she'd known him, she still couldn't handle his loud outbursts. Although, she did notice that her brother was already in the classroom with her arrival.
They walked to school together, but he walked off ahead of her the moment they were within range of the school. It always seemed to be that way with him. The way he found each and every possible way to keep his distance from her, physically and emotionally.
Once he calmed himself down and was noticeably less aggravated, Ayaka turned in her seat to face him, making his face morph from shock to his normal resting face. "The hell? Ayaka?" he questioned, testing the waters to make sure that was actually her.
She nodded. "Katsuki?" she copied his tone, trying to mock him. The blonde rolled his eyes and looked her up and down. "What are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were applying to UA?" he grumbled, resembling a Pomeranian she'd seen in pet catalogs.
"I-" She began to explain herself, although once she realized there was a voice speaking from the doorway, she turned back around in her seat to face the door.
All of a sudden, everyone's chatter was silenced by a deep voice coming from the doorway. "Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends," the lump from the floor spoke. Was that a person in there?
"This is the hero course," it continued, levitating to stand. A tall, depressing looking man stepped out of its yellow cocoon. "It took eight seconds before you were quiet. Time is limited, you kids aren't rational enough."
He stepped closer into the classroom near the door, and turned to face all of the students. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota. Nice to meet you," he gave his introduction with bare effort, in turn making the whole class exclaim at his statement, save for a few.
After instructing them all to put on the gym uniforms for going out to the field, all of the students filed out of the classroom towards the changing rooms.
On the way out, she noticed Shouto walking in front of her. Ayaka bit her lip, and placed her hand on his shoulder, feeling the warmth from his left side.
When he gave a side-eye to see who it was, although he already had a good idea, his monotonous expression quickly turned foul. Before shoving off her hand, he gave her an icy glare.
