Chapter 1:What I Can do For Now
Three American transfer students join your favorite characters at UA high. Come see as they face the challenges that come with training to be a hero while battling their demons from their past. It’s time for them to push past their boundaries and go plus ultra!!!!!(sorry i’m terrible at descriptions)
English Thoughts Japanese
The blaring sound of my third alarm dragged me from the comforting tendrils of sleep. I throw my cover off only to immediately cover back up when the cold air of my room immediately steals any warmth I may have been holding on to.
But do I have to get up? Do I have to go to school? I could stay in bed . . . . alright *sigh* we got this.
I throw the cover off my body once again. Despite experiencing the freezing air it still comes as a shock to my system. I throw my legs over the sides of the bed and thank God above that my room has carpet. My feet hit the floor with a barely audible thump. As I make my way out of my room I grab the sweatshirt that I keep on a hook by my door. The sound of sexy back greets me when I open the door, the sound coming from the room directly across from mine and judging by the fact that the songs on the chorus for what sounds like the third time Alice isn’t out of bed.
Without knocking I walk in and low and behold she’s still in bed. I open her curtains and she immediately buries her head in her pillow and covers her head to shield her face from the bright rays of the sun that are beaming in through the window. I stand at the end of her bed, grab the comforter and yeet it off her body exposing her to the same freezing air that I had to experience .She curls in on herself attempting to conserve heat.
“ come on Alice. Rise and shine. The sky's awake so you should be too.”She bolts upright growling out “How dare you quote that ungodly movie in my presence”The smirk that forms only succeeds in aggravating her more “ you’re up aren’t you?”She throws herself back onto the bed with a groan. A sigh escapes my lips. “Come on, Alice, we don’t have time for this. It’s the first day of school, and I refuse to be late because of you.” The only response I get is her flipping me off before further burying her face back in her pillow.
“ Alright, you leave me no choice.” I grab onto her ankle and drag her off of the bed. She hits the floor with a solid bang. “ You mother fucker!” I lean over her and give her a sarcastic smile.”Oh good, you're out of bed,” I exit her room and as I make my way down the hall I throw over my shoulder ”If I come back in here and you're not ready I’m grabbing the pitcher of ice water.” the hiss that echoes down the hall is nothing new and I just ignore it as I continue my journey to the bathroom. Along the way, I pass a pastel pink door with flowers painted on it.She’s probably up already. I continue down the hall only to pause for a moment and backtrack. I raise my hand and knock on the door.
“Ava . . . are you up?”The other side of the door is silent except for the sound of light shuffling. A muffled “I’m up” comes through the door and I can only assume that she’s eating out of her hoard of snacks that I know she’s already collected.
The first thing I do when I reach my destination is take care of personal hygiene followed by my skincare routine, next up is the contacts. Finally, I reached the part of my morning that I had been dreading taming the large bird's nest that calls itself an afro that resides on the top of my head. I should have put on a bonnet last night.As I reach for my spray bottle Alice walks in, stands in front of the second sink, and begins her morning routine. Ava trails in behind her a moment later. Ava brushes her teeth before she hops into the shower. By the time I've finished detangling one side of my hair and have begun applying eco style gel to ensure that my hair stays nice for the day, Alice has finished her routine and has thrown her hair into a ponytail. Just as she finishes looping the scrunchie around her hair the sound of the shower stops. As Alice passes the shower a hand shoots out from the crack between the curtain and the wall. Alice walks over to the cabinet and grabs a large towel before handing it to Ava and leaving. A moment later the curtain opens to reveal Ava wrapped up in a towel. She quickly scurries down the hall and the distant sound of a door being shut echoes down the hall.
It takes me another 20 minutes to detangle the other side, apply the gel, and wrestle my hair into two puffballs each donning a blue-green ribbon.
I go back to my room and get dressed in the UA uniform, slipping a pair of green shorts on under the skirt to match it.
By the time I make it into the living room Ava is sitting in the dining room at the table dressed in her uniform eating a bowl of lucky charms. The top half of her hair is in a ponytail, a green ribbon tied in a bow around it. The bottom of her hair cascaded down her back ending just above her waist. I glance around the dining room trying to spot Alice.
“She’s in the living room.” Ava points her spoon in the direction of the couch. I walk into the living room and stand behind the couch and look over the back. Alice is strewn across the couch asleep. Her shirt is untucked, and her tie is undone; one sock is rolled down her leg.
“I told her not to. I told her we had to leave soon but she didn’t listen.” I sigh knowing that it’s gonna be another fight to wake her up for a second time.It’s too early for this.
Rather than waste what little energy I have I go into the kitchen and fill a cup with ice water before making my way back into the living room. I stand behind the couch and hold the cup directly over Alice’s head. I wait a moment before gently shaking the cup just enough for the ice to hit against the sides a few times and create a few resounding clinks.Alice’s eyes fly open and she bolts off the couch “I’m up!”
I roll my eyes before going back into the kitchen. As I pass Ava she calls out “ Your coffee’s waiting for you by the Keurig”
I toss a thanks over my shoulder. I make quick work to pour the ice water into the sink before drying the cup and putting it back in the cabinet. I grab my coffee and begin to walk back into the living room. As I walk out Ava passes me and places her dishes into the sink.
By the time I've made it back to the living room Alice is standing by the door her backpack thrown over one shoulder, her sock is fixed, but her shirt is still untucked and her tie is still undone.”Is the tie just hanging part of the look or do you need help?”The look she throws my way is the only answer I need.
Ava walks up next to me adjusting her tie, her backpack already resting on her shoulders. I hold the thermos out to ” Here hold this please” she takes the cup from my hand and I begin to fix Alice’s tie.
Once I'm done I put on my backpack and grab my coffee from Ava. Alice gives me a bored look. “are you ready to go yet?” I just rolled my eyes at her and said, “ Give me one moment.” I pat down my jacket pockets to make sure I have everything I need.”Alright, I’m ready. Do y’all have your id and your keys?” Ava reaches into her cross-body purse and pulls out the two items offering a bubbly “yep” before placing them back. Alice reaches in her pocket with a sigh and pulls out the two items.” Yes, can we go now?” she shoves the items back in her pocket.”Let’s go.” We head out the door, ensure that it’s locked, and begin the short journey to school.
Once we reach the front doors of UA the three of us say our goodbyes and go our separate ways to try to find our classes. I may or may not have gotten lost along the way, but even still it didn’t take me long to find my class. When I open the door I see that the class is empty except for a boy with blue hair, glasses, and a very serious look on his face sitting in the back of the class in the row closest to the door. At the sound of the door, he sits up straighter, if that is even possible, before rising from his seat and walking towards me.“Good morning! I am Tenya Iida of the Iida family! It is nice to meet you! And you are?!”Sir, why is that necessary?
“Hello, I am American transfer student Grace Jackson of the Jackson family, no relation to Michael! It’s nice to meet you, hun!”He pauses taken aback and red begins to crawl up his neck. He stares at me wide-eyed before slowly backing up toward his chair bumping into the edge of his desk.Weird. I shrug it off before finding a desk. I settle on the desk in front in the row farthest from the door. After I settle in my seat I place my empty thermos in my backpack’s side pocket and fold my arms on my desk before placing my head down and allowing sleep to welcome me back into its comforting arms.
I glanced at the retreating figure of Grace and headed to my hall, the sound of my flip flops slapping the ground resounded in the empty halls, and I stopped at my classroom. On the door, a small silver sign that reads “1-B” sits in the middle, Sliding it open reveals an empty room. Knowing class doesn’t start till another half-hour I doubt anyone would be stupid enough to show up this early- oh wait I am, I’m that stupid. I half-heartedly smile and glance at the chalk-filled board, it is filled with squares and names forming a seating chart. I’m placed by a kid named Neito Monoma in the back left corner by the window, “ Just like an anime protagonist” I giggle out and throw my bag by the desk. Plopping myself into the cold chair, I allowed myself to let my head slam onto the desk, and sleep consume me.
Jumping up and grabbing the hand that was reaching to touch me, blinking a few times and taking in my surroundings. The kid sitting next to me was frozen with wide eyes, his wrist still in my grasp. I released it and apologized to his wrist and took in my surroundings. A now full class is staring at me, half in annoyance and half in confusion, then look at the figure in front-
“Damn boy you thick! Who is letting you walk around looking like a snack! Let me get a taste of that! If I weren't underage I would-”Oh shit !! I said that out loud!!!
Everyone looked at me confused, the teacher cocking his head as well, I let out a breath trying to not make myself look like a complete idiot.
Thank you, God, for letting me a pervert only in English
“ I’m sorry sir, what was the question?”
He shakes his head “ I was calling role and the student will stand up and introduce themself.”He finishes, and I take that as a cue to stand up. I flatten my skirt against myself as I stand up, People now noticing my socks and flip flop combination.
“ Hello! My name is Alice, no last name, Sooommmmeething interesting about me is thaaatttt” I scan the room and finally lock eyes with the teacher, my smile turning dark and he physically stiffens as I look him over. “ I am a huge simp, and willing to become only yours for the cheap price of free-99, I mean if you keep tempting me with that juicy ass you’re just asking for me to bite"
Silence… The consequences of my actions just now setting in…….
Everyone turns to stone, I bite my lips to keep from laughing and sit down.Let's hope Grace doesn't hear about this
The kid next to me breaks the silence as he goes into a coughing/ laughing fit while pounding the table. The teacher erupts into a deep shade of scarlet while sputtering out incoherent words, “ young- you - inappropriate!!- OUT” he finally seems to get out, pointing a finger at the door.
I stand up giving my laughing neighbor a high five and sending the teacher a wink, which again sends him into another fit. I own the attention and strut down the aisle and throw the peace sign before slamming the door behind me. Signing and letting the chill of the empty hall seep into my exposed legs.
The sound of angry yelling yanks me from the peaceful abyss of sleep. I choose to ignore it and attempt to go back to sleep, but a harsh bump to the back of my chair scoots it forward with enough force that my stomach slams into the edge of my desk momentarily knocking the air out of me.
Once I regain my breath I whirl around in my chair to be greeted by the sight of Iida yelling at a boy that resembles an angry pomeranian. I slowly stand from my seat and stand next to what I assume is the angry Pomeranian’s desk. My hands slam on the desk and I level the two with a glare the growl tears itself from my throat before I even think about it “Shut the hell up. I don’t know what you're talking-no not talking yelling about and quite frankly I don’t give a damn. I’ve had seven hours of sleep in the last forty-eight hours and you just woke me up, so if you would like to keep your lives I advise you to either shut your mouths or take this discussion outside.”
The two are silent for all of five seconds before the pomeranian boy starts yelling at me and iida starts fussing at me, his hand moving in what looks like a karate chop repeatedly. My eye begins to twitch and just as I open my mouth to yell at the two again my attention is stolen by the sound of the door opening. When I turn and look at the door. A boy with green hair stands there looking nervous and my mind immediately thinks of Ava. I ignore the sound of the angry pomeranian yelling at me as I turn my back and begin making my way to the boy only to feel a breeze as Iida rushed past me to greet the boy. By the time I reach them Iida has introduced himself to the boy in the same manner that he introduced himself to me this morning. I walk so that I'm standing next to Iida and bump my hip against him with enough force to move him out of my way. I glare at him momentarily before turning back to the boy, a gentle smile forming on my face.
“Hi hun, I’m American transfer student Grace Jackson, and you are?”
He stares at me wide-eyed momentarily before stuttering out “ H-hi I’m uh Izuku Midoriya”Suddenly a girl with brown hair with bangs longer than the rest and a bubbly personality appears next to me. I tried to pay attention to her but my attention was quickly stolen by a large lump of yellow behind Midoriya. Upon closer inspection, I realize that it is a sleeping bag and there is a man in it. Who is this dusty caterpillar looking homeless man and who let him in the school?
He introduces himself as our teacher and I know I should have been paying attention to him talking but I just couldn’t stop thinking about how this man looks like he needs at least a dozen five-hour energy drinks before he even starts to resemble a functioning human being.
The commotion of chairs being pushed out catches my attention and when I look around the class has begun to leave the classroom. I quickly scurry out of my chair to join the group. As I walk with the group I lean over to the person closest to me, a boy with spiky red hair, “ where are we going?”He gives me a funny look for a moment before a smile crosses his face revealing his shark-like teeth.“Aizawa told us to go change into our gym uniforms and to meet up on the field.”
Ooooohhhh okay.I nod my head in thanks and continue following the group. It doesn’t take long for everyone to change and meet up on the field. Once we’ve all gathered Aizawa begins to talk, but jetlag starts to catch up with me and I begin to zone out once again. The word test catches my attention.
“---test of skill. The person in the last place will be expelled.”Ooooo uh uh, sir I did not come all this way for you to threaten me like this. Do you need a Snickers? You’re not you when you’re hungry.
I close my eyes and feel around for Grace, smiling wide once I notice her bright energy outside,
A beautiful idea sparked inside my head, not thinking about anything else. I walked down the hall to a smaller generic class, “1-C” written on a wooden board, politely opening the door. The teacher stopped mid-lecture and stared in confusion along with the students. Well, all except a kid in the corner who is currently preoccupied with staring outside the window.
“Ma’am, are you in the wrong class?”
“ no, I think I'm in the right room,” I respond and walk to the window the kid was looking out of, stopping in front of his desk and beaming when I look at what he's gazing at so intently.
“ Ahhh there she is, instincts are never wrong” I whisper, his attention now on me.
I interrupt the teacher by throwing the window open with a loud bang, grinning
( Unashamedly like a psychopath)
“I'm a Savage”I whisper in a low tone, jumping onto the ledge
“Classy, Bougie”I smile at the class and throw a wink to the tired boy, and fall backward out the window
“ Rachetttttttttttttttttttttttt”Taking joy in the way that the boy jumps up and peers over the window, I laugh and teleport to Grace. Oh I know full well I could have done that in the first place, but sometimes I forget and end up doing this.
Yeah, this isn't the first time this has happened.
Aizawa calls for a kid named Bakugou to act as a demonstration and the angry pomeranian steps forward. So your name is Bakugou, huh?
We all watch as Bakugou rears his arm back and throws the ball with an explosion while yelling out “DIE!”So aggressive
Bakugou rejoins the group with a smug look on his face. Aizawa begins talking again and I start to fall asleep on my feet. It's only when I start to fall forward that I snap awake. “The first part of the exam is a fifty-meter dash”Meter?
I lean over to the kid next to me, my eyes still on Aizawa “How long is that in feet?” All that greets me in silence. When I look next to me I'm met with the sight of a boy with heterochromia eyes, a scar on his right eye, and half red half white hair. I can smell the daddy issues.
Figuring I'm not going to get an answer from him, I walk to stand next to Aizawa as the first two students stand at the starting positions. I watch as time and time again Aizawa calls pairs of students to run before timing them and writing down their scores. It doesn’t take long before there are only two more people that have to run.
“ Finally Midoriya and Jackson. It’s your turn.”
Midoriya begins to make his way towards the starting line and Aizawa begins to glance around at the group of students presumably looking for me.
I reach up and tap him on the shoulder, he jumps before quickly whirling around to look at me.“But do I have to? I mean you could save us both the time and just put a zero.”
He looks at me with a blank before slowly raising an eyebrow. “Would you like to be expelled?”Begrudgingly I make my way to the starting line next to midoriya.
Okay, I don't have to be first, I just have to not be last. Maybe if I beat Midoriya I’ll be fine.The sound that indicates it’s time for us to run resonates through the air and I push off running as fast as I can hoping I won't have to use my quirk because of how exhausted I am from the change in time zones. When I reach the finish line I turn around and am surprised to see Midoriya about thirty or forty feet behind me. He quickly closes that distance.“ Jackson 5.3 seconds. Midoriya 7.6 seconds”
The events continued to progress at a consistent speed which I'm thankful for. I don't want to have to be out here longer than necessary. My bed is calling my name and I would like to curl up under the covers as soon as possible. In each event, I just barely did better than MIdoriya and I’m ok with that. I just need to make sure I'm at least ahead of him. Then I'll know that I'm in good standing.
Finally, Aizawa announced that there were a few more students who needed to throw the ball that Bakugou had demonstrated, Midoriya and myself included. I’ve noticed that he hasn’t used his quirk either and I hope it stays that way. Without actually knowing his quirk there’s not a way for me to tell if he’s competition.
Maybe his quirk is something like superintelligence? Or what if he’s able to look at his opponents, determine their weakness, and create a plan to beat them in milliseconds.No that doesn’t make sense. Would he have made it into the hero program if that was his quirk?What if-
A slight bump to my shoulder brings me from my thoughts. When I look up I spot a boy with yellow hair walking into the center of the throwing circle. When he turns I notice what looks like a black lightning bolt on the left side of his fringe. He takes the ball from Aizawa and rears back. Why does that look--
Before I can finish that thought he launches the ball with a trail of electricity and a shout “PIKA PIKA!”Oh god. Please. No. not another Alice.
He looks over my shoulder and sends a thumbs up. I turn to look at who or what he’s sending the sign to but when I turn around all I see is the rest of our classmates standing there looking uninterested, but I could have sworn that I caught a glimpse of blond hair behind iida.What the hell?
I look for a moment more before I turn to begin making my way to the center replacing the human embodiment of Pikachu
Alice is starting to rub off on me. Speaking of Alice, I wonder how her class is going.
I take the ball from Aizawa’s outstretched hand and stand back in the center of the circle, a sigh escaping my lips. Alright, grace just like baseball. Wait, I never played baseball. Ok, whatever we got this. Deep breath in arm pulled back, aim, and--
“Go best friend! That’s my best friend! Go best friend! Fuck it up!”
The ball falls from my hand and my head whips around to look at the class only to see that they had parted like the red sea and were all looking at a very familiar figure. All is silent for a moment before bakugou speaks up.“Who the hell are you, damn extra?!?!?!?!?”
She looks at bakugou before striking a pose. “I'm a savage. Classy. Bougie. Ratchet.”He goes to say something else, but the growl that rips itself from my throat stops him.
“Alice.”She shrunk in on herself before offering me the most innocent smile possible.
“Grace~.”I take a step forward and Alice takes one. We continue this little tango until Alice ends up tripping over her foot. I continue to walk toward her until I'm looming over her. She looks up at me, a sweet smile on her face.
“Grace, it’s crazy seeing you here. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are? I mean you are killing it in that gym uniform.”I squint my eyes at her and a small squeak escapes her lips.
“Alice. Oh, Alice. I could have sworn you were supposed to be in class right now. And yet here you are.”
“Oh wow, that’s a funny story, but now is not the time for that. So I'll um . . . I’ll see you later. . . . . bye!”
She scurries to her feet before disappearing around the corner of the school.
When I turn around the entirety of class 1-A. Is staring at me. I quirk an eyebrow at them before making my way back to the center of the circle. I turn to look at Aizawa.
“ Am I allowed another throw?”
Aizawa looks at me for a moment before giving a slight nod.
Alright, let’s try this again. Deep breath in, arm back, breathe out, swing and release. The ball leaves my hand and soars into the air. It arcs in the air before landing several hundred feet awayHow far is that in meters?The device in Aizawa”s hand beeps, and he turns it so that I'm able to see the numbers. The number 469.3m lights up the screen in bright blue. Not bad
I walk back to the class and the girl with brown hair and long bangs walks up to me, well more like bounces. I think her name was ochako. “Wow, you threw the ball that far without your quirk? That’s so cool. How did--”
A commotion stops her and our attention snaps to it. The sight that I am met with would have been funny if I hadn’t been caught off guard. Aizawa has midoriya wrapped up in what I believe to be his scarf.Thank God Alice left. I can hear her now “oooo kinky.”
Aizawa releases him and he prepares to throw the ball again. I look on with boredom as he throws, but my interest is caught as he launches the balls.Is his finger glowing?
Aizawa announces his number but it’s just background noise as I stay focused on Midoriya's finger.Is his finger broken? Is that why it’s purple?
Midoriya looks back at Aizawa and holds his mangled finger for Aizawa to see. “see, I’m still standing.”He showed you
Midoriya rejoins the group, uraraka leaving my side to go stand beside him. I move to approach him but Aizawa's voice announcing that the scores were ready stops me.The scores appear on a blue projection. I clench my eyes shut afraid to see my name in the last place.
Please, please, please. Just not last.I brace myself before opening my eyes. Them immediately zoning in on the last place spot.
My name travels up to the spot directly above expecting it to be there, but still not seeing it. My eyes travel up until finally landing on my name
Aizawa begins to talk but all I can focus on is the fact that I placed 16th without using my quirk. The loud exclamation from the class is enough to grasp my attention. I lean over to the kid beside me who was the same boy with red hair and sharp teeth that I talked to in the hall on the way to the changing rooms.
He looks over at me with a look of astonishment on his face.“Aizawa sensei just said that the expulsion was just a threat to get us to perform better.”
This bitch. . . . . . . So that means Midoriya isn’t kicked out. Good
I look over at midoriya and I can see the physical relief that he’s feeling. Before I can even move to approach him Aizawa dismisses the class to go get dressed and he tells midoriya to go to the nurse’s office for her to fix him up while the rest of the class goes to change back into our school uniforms
Deciding to choose the life I booked it, not before high-fiving my new Pokemon friend. Knowing full well I'll be hearing about this at home. I began to prepare myself for a lecture.
“ Damn she will have me - ooff” I bump into something or someone, the person falls to the ground.
“ Oh, I'm so sorry! dude are you good?” I ask the skinny man, his eyes widen and he begins apologizing.
“ oh no, you’re fine! It's not like this is the first time a man has fallen for me” I wink and hold out my hand, He looks surprised at first but smiles and takes my hand.
“ No problem pervert” I smile and walk away, leaving the homeless-looking man standing there.
Grinning like the idiot that I am walking towards the nearest building, and not caring that it has a sign that reads “ Teachers only” on the door.
Waltzing into the teacher’s break room and immediately made myself a cup of English breakfast tea.
Ahhh yes, top tier school can’t even keep kids out of a teachers lounge
I giggle to myself and sit down in a cushioned chair and breathe in the comforting scent of tea, smiling feeling it wash over me.
“ AH YEAH!” I jump as someone slams open the door!
Me and the teacher locked eyes.He has blindingly blonde hair that is spiked into a mohawk.He stops and we stare at each other, the only sound in the room is the sipping of my tea.
He blinks and sits across from me pouring himself some tea, he motions for me to pass the sugar and spoon. We sit in comfortable silence. The only communication is the gesture to pass things between us.
We both stop and stare at the new voice in the doorway, Graces teacher stands looking annoyed at our presence.
“ Hey, Eraser!” The blonde man jumps from his seat and slings an arm around his shoulder.
“ Who’s your new friend?”
“ oh that’s - wait a minute who are you”
I crossed my legs and leaned back, “I’m the new American transfer student, Alice”
The black-haired man sighs and picks up the blonde's arm and lets it fall limp . “ well you do realize that school is over right? And by the way, don't ever interrupt my class again”I laugh nervously and stand up walking to the door, “ sooo, I should leave” I slink past them and walk into the hall leaving both men confused.
I glance down at my phone screen for the fifth time in eight minutes.If they don’t hurry up I’m gonna leave them.
I take my backpack off my shoulder and set it on the ground before leaning against the wall of the school next to the entrance. In the distance, I can see midoriya, Iida, and uraraka as they walk off the school grounds. My phone pings in my pocket. Bringing it out the screen lights up with a notification for a new message. As I begin to type in my password to unlock my phone a shadow casts itself over me and a hand slams on the wall next to my head. When I look up my eyes lock onto vermillion red eyes.Angry pomeranian
“Why the hell didn’t you use your quirk during the test?! Are you trying to show me up like that damn deku?! Make me look foolish!? Do you think I’m some kind of a joke, huh?!”
I push him back so that he’s not in my personal space, but he just steps back into it.“Okay, first of all, your in my personal space and you need to back the fuck up. Second of all, i don’t know who the hell this” deku” is, but i don’t appreciate being compared to them. And third of all, honey the world doesn’t revolve around you. Not that it’s any of your business but I'm currently severally jetlagged. I flew in this morning at three am and only got two hours of sleep, so excuse me if I didn’t feel like using my quirk when I can do just fine without it”
Before he can say anything I duck under his arm and grab my backpack from off the ground. As I walk away I can hear bakugou yelling behind me but I just throw a peace sign over my shoulder and continue my journey home.
Ava. Alice. I’m sorry but you're on your own.
“ Snack time snack time! Everyone loves snack time!” I happily sang as I weaved in between kids leaving school, snacks of all shapes and sizes in both of my arms.
If I can somehow shift my snacks then I can reach my phone, I shift my snacks as best as I can …….. Yeah no. This means if I sit and eat some snacks I’ll have one arm open so I can check my text- Bam!
“Oof” I landed on my butt already feeling sore.
“nooo, my snacks!! HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME- Oh my gosh you're so cuttttteeeee!!!!”
Sitting across the floor in front of me was the cutest boy ever! Fluffy green hair and big pretty green eyes, the freckles!!!. Slapping my hands on his cheeks and shoving my face in his to get a closer look.
I LOVE cute things! I gushed, even more, when his face erupted into red.
“ shhh “ I move my hands to his mouth, “ say nothing more, to thank you for blessing me with your cute presence I will bless you with one of my cinnamon rolls. That is a very amazing privilege so feel special” I hand him a package and feel my heart hurt at this action. In one sweep I gather all of my snacks and stand up. Looking at the still flustered boy again, I just can't believe someone that cute exists! I smile and head outside looking for Grace, knowing she was probably the one who texted me.
“I’m so dumb” I angrily stomp back to the breakroom and throw open the door, the two men still in the room, the black-haired man is sitting across from the other.
“ I have been walking around this da- dang building and have no idea where to go”
“ Well, miss. If you take a left, then a right, go down the stairs, take another right, then on the -.” A scarf snakes its way around his mouth, “ It's not even that confusing, but somehow you make it.”
“ Mr. Aziwa I came to drop off these papers” A voice pops up behind me. I watch as the purple-haired boy hands him a stack of files.“ Thanks, kid, can you show this thing to the front gate?” Thing?
“ Ronald Mcdonald, what did you just call me? By the bright flames of Calcifer, you did not just call me a thing.”
The blonde man stands next to me, nodding his head in agreeance “ she right Eraser, she's been nothing but a lady since she was in our presence.”
“ I -” a hand was slapped on my mouth and another around my arm, and I was beginning to be dragged away. “ I'll show her the way out”
He then removed his hand from my mouth, but continued to drag me, “ why did you jump?”
The question caught me off guard, “ now, there are multiple answers to that question so rephrase that”
A light bulb went off in my head “ You're that cute dude that was next to the window!”
I slap him on the back, a huff escaping him, “ I jumped because I wanted to go outside! I didn't want to use the stairs, because those things are boring. Also, I enjoyed the way everyone reacted, especially yours” He lets go and sighs.
I fall into step beside him and cross my arms behind my head and smile widely.
“ Hey dude” I call out, he stops and gives me a half-lidded stare.
“ What? And it's not dude its Hitoshi Shinso”
I smile and point at him “ Besides Denki, you're the only other person who's been interesting so far. You need a nickname as well, let's see………….. How about the best boi?” I clap my hands together and laugh “ Yes that's perfect!! Since you're the only best boy so far!”
Deep purple eyes lighting up in amusement as a smirk forming. “ and are you sure about that?”
I stop and my serious expression catches him off guard.
“ Never doubt my instincts”
I stop walking, and a tense atmosphere settled over us,
I should stop messing with him………………..
My entire mood did a 180 and my usual bright smile is once again slapped onto my face. I link arms with him smiling and enjoying the surprised gasp that leaves him.
“ What's your quirk by the way?”
Once again the atmosphere changed like the weather in the south and tensed up again. He looked away and his expression darkened.
Ooohhh quirk issues, nice!
“ well, you see my quirk is called Alpha!”
He looks back at me confused, “Alpha?”
“Yes! It allows me to DOMINATE people” I make sure to stress the word dominate, taking in his confused expression.” It means when activated It causes extreme fear and submission of people that I use it on! “ I lean closer and whisper the last part.''If they have a strong will and don’t pass out there's a possibility I can control them” He turns rigid.
“ Control?” he whispers, I nod my head with a smile.
“ What's your quirk?” I inquire while checking my phone, seeing a missed call from Grace and a text, I look back up to Shinso.
“Brainwashing” he responds with a guarded body posture.
“Ahhhhh, so you're like me” I beam while slapping his back and turn to start running down the hall. “ I have to go! I'll text you later!”
“ You don't have my number though?”I hear him sigh out.
Oh, 3 hallways ago I remembered where to go, I was just having too much fun! I pull out my phone and begin to read Grace's text that she sent 15 minutes ago.
“ I left because I’m bout to throw hands at a pomeranian”
A dog? So I’m not allowed to fight dogs but she is? I'm confronting her when I get home.
I shove my phone in my pocket-
I left my bag in the classroom…….. You know what? It is what it is.
