Ice Cold

USJ

"Miss Cloak!"

"So you enrolled at UA?"

"When's your next patrol?"

You were surrounded by the media, at least five microphones held in front of you. Overall, you were pretty used to it. Even being at the cafe attracted a lot of attention. "Please step away from me." You walked through UA's gates.

"Wait, just-"

You grabbed the advancing reporter with your vines and pulled them away from the gate, just before the security system kicked in.

"Y/N!" You looked behind you and saw Midoriya waving. "Midoriya." You walked up to him. "You should go to Recovery Girl's office before greeting me."

"R-Right!"

He ran inside, and you followed, going to the class.

Once everyone arrived, Aizawa went through everyone's Hero Basic Training. "Bakugou, you're strong. So don't act like a child. Midoriya, you seemed to have solved the problem by injuring yourself." He looked at you. "A bit of training may suffice. Keep your urgency."

He put down the stack of papers. "Now, let's get to homeroom business. Today, you'll be choosing class rep."

The room erupted with noise, with people standing in their seats and raising their hand.

You sighed and stood up, walking to the blackboard. "Aizawa-sensei. May I write?" He nodded as the class quieted down, watching what you were doing. You lifted a piece of chalk and wrote down the names of everyone other than yourself.

"I've seen many classes, and the class representative is actually an important job." You began. "I can't do it because I'm not here often. So I am not going to be accounted for. However, the best way to do this is a vote."

You put down the chalk. "You don't know each other very well. But the best way to choose a class representative is to choose the one most trustworthy. Based on what you saw yesterday, you should choose. Even if you vote for yourselves, there's at least a 5 percent chance that someone here will vote for someone else."

Kaminari chuckled. "You know, you're a lot more like a big sister than I thought you would be."

Once the votes were cast, you wrote down the scores. "Midoriya wins with three points, and Yaoyorozu with 2. Any complaints?"

"WHO THE HELL VOTED FOR HIM?!"

"Any complaints other than Bakugou?"

You watched as Midoriya stood in front of the class, shaking more than the earth when you used your quirk. You sighed, recalling what you had said. In your opinion, he seemed to still need a lot more growth. You thought Iida was better for the job.

The lunch bell rang and you ran out of the room the second you heard the noise.

"What's her deal?" The tape boy, Sero, questioned. "She has patrol." Aizawa sat up and unzipped his sleeping bag. "And you have lunch."

You slipped on your hero outfit and walked onto the streets. You were the youngest hero to ever go on patrol, but at the same time, no one questioned it.

"Help!" Someone shrieked. You looked up, revealing the person's lower half of their face, your hood covering the rest. A woman, and someone was trying to take her bag. You sighed and hovered across the street.

"Excuse me." You looked up, revealing both the robber's and the woman's face. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

A vine wrapped around the robber's leg and pulled him away from the girl. You heard sirens behind you and looked at the woman. "The police are here. Are you alright?" She nodded. "Thank you, Cloak!"