M. Hatsume X F! Reader: The Devil in Pink (BOOK 1)

Chapter 15: As normal as it can get

The ceremony was... interesting, to say the least. Todoroki received his 3rd place award while Iida had to leave for some reason. Bakugo was completely chained up the moment he woke up, due to the fact that he didn't have a satisfactory victory against Todoroki, and didn't win against you. You were almost unscathed, but you were rather tired and had bandages covering your minor cuts. You were easily the least shaken out of the three on the podium.

But even that was very damn shaken.

Crazy how small hospital visits can change a person's entire demeanor. You refused to meet Hatsume's and Denki's eyes because, even if they were proud of you, they were the first to scold you for your recklessness. They'd both seen different levels of stupidity from your side, all to rise to the top and become as successful as possible. At this point, you were waiting for the last straw to hit when they'll just be done altogether. No one wants an idiot for a friend, right?

Todoroki and Bakugo had different changes. Todoroki seemed more willing, open-minded and something positive had happened, whereas Bakugo was clearly raging, borderline panicking even, due to the chains and muzzle.

You all recieved your rewards and gave a smile for the press, one which was clearly plastered on but the media didn't need to know that.

"Rest up. You have the next few days off, and then we'll look through your internship offers in detail," Eraserhead said as soon as everyone was seated in the classroom.

As promised, the rest days went by quickly and you were back on the bullet train early Monday morning with fans crowding you and your friends.

"Woah! We're famous!" Denki awed.

"I think it's more of Y/N-Chan's famous and we're recognised as her friends," Hatsume corrected.

"That reminds me, did you two-" Denki began.

"No. Not yet. Maybe after internships," you cut him off immediately.

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Time flew by faster than the speed of light, and before you knew it, you were racing Kaminari to the doorsteps of UA high again.

"Ha! I won! Now you owe me lunch!" You laughed as the pikachu fell into a sad state.

"Shirakumo-San! Kaminari-kun! Did you see the news? We're famous!" Mina cheered.

"Although Shirakumo-San arguably got the most screen time out of us all," Kirishima pouted, making you chuckle.

"Settle down problem children," a very familiar voice droned. Immediately, all 21 students sat down on their assigned seats, terrified of the wrath of Shota Aizawa.

"Mr. Aizawa this is the first time we're seeing you without bandages," Tsu pointed out.

You'd already known, what with living with him and all, but what pissed you off most was his workaholic tendencies. From the moment the bandages were removed and he could freely move without restraints, he was up and about, training and taking missions. Marking papers and grading homework, pulling all nighters like a high school student.

He cared about the class and would sacrifice himself for them, clearly, but he was working himself to his own death, almost as if he were trying to prove to himself that he wasn't weak.
As all the other times, he brushed the comment off and turned to the next topic: internships.

A board with the amount of offers everyone got was pulled up, the main four on the podium getting hundreds while the others got much less.

The gap was wider than in the years before, even Aizawa agreed on that, but the wider range in skillset clearly resulted in the large gap. Heroes wanted interns with flashy quirks that they could flaunt and show off, you were just pawns in a giant game of chess to them. Meaningless, and a tool to sacrifice. A brave soldier who'll die to save their superiors.

4,500 offers, exceeding even the hot shot son of the number two hero himself. It would take a while to filter through them, to see who's agency would benefit you most.

Of course, comments were made about how unfair and overly powerful the great trinity of class 1-A was.

"Denks, check this out," you showed him your offers.

"Endeavour, Hawks, Mirko, Best Jeanist, Edgeshot, Kamui woods, Mount lady, Midnight even? 5 of the top ten and 3 other influential heroes?" He pouted.

"No I'm talking below that," you hissed.

"Sir Nighteye? Isn't he All Might's ex-sidekick?" He asked.

"Oi, Shirakumo. Who're you going with?" Bakugo slammed his papers on your desk.

"So far, either Mirko or Midnight," you replied.

"What about Hawks and Endeavour?" Denki asked.

"Endeavour... that might be a good option to widen my cloud range. And heat resistance. But that's why Midnight's there, I battle her sleeping gas by turning it into clouds. Mirko is more for hand to hand combat when my quirk is unavailable, because that's always possible and, let's face it, my combat strength is weak," you thought out loud.

"OI SHUT UP. You're worse than that shitty nerd when you start thinking out loud," Bakugo grumbled.

"At least I can think, unlike some people," you heard Midoriya mutter under his breath.

"WHAT'D YOU SAY DAMN NERD?"

"Kacchan!"

Clearly, a normal day for the UA hero course.

"God damnit, settle down, for lord's sake," Aizawa cursed. "Now, to go along with these pro hero drafts are code names. They're temporary but still, choose wisely or-"

"You'll have hell to pay later!" Midnight cracked her whip, making a grand entrance.

Then Aizawa took a nap claiming that this wasn't his forte.

"I think with a name like Eraserhead, we can all assume that," you snickered, earning yourself a glare from the cocoon.

"Y/N-chan, any ideas?" Kaminari asked.

"Uh phone charger? Battery? Voltmeter? Power station? I don't know man, I scraped through physics last year. If you want a name related to your quirk, ask Mei-Chan," you shrugged.

He asked Jirou and boy was that a mistake. Both you and Jirou were cackling over Jamming-yay while Kaminari looked like a kicked puppy.

Names went on, taking forever. Some cringy, others good. Until Bakugo's.

"Bakugo what's next? God of explosions?" You teased him after his two failed attempts before standing up to show your own board.

"The weather hero: cloud nine," you declared.

"So cute! I'm guessing it's a reference to 9 weather phases and bringing joy to everyone you can rescue?" Midnight guessed.

"Exactly, that's my goal!" You smiled one of your rare smiles.

"Well then Cloud Nine, I hope to live long enough to see you achieve your goal and fulfill your dream," Midnight beamed.