Tedious || BNHA Reader Insert [ DISCONTINUED ]

13 | Code Names and Agencies

You arrived at the three-story building, went inside the restaurant, and asked the receptionist if there was a reservation with your surname in it. The staff nodded and called a waiter to walk you over to your table. While walking past several tables, you began to hear the murmurs of other people at the restaurant.

"Isn't that the girl who won third place at the U.A. sports festival?"

"Oh my gosh, she is!"

"I've heard of her. She's so hardcore battling out in the semi-finals."

"Woah, I didn't expect her to be this (tall/short)."

"She's so cool."

"She looks so cold-hearted."

An irk mark appeared in your head when you heard the last comment, 'It's my resting bitch face.' The waiter grabbed your attention by showing you your table next to a large window. You thanked the waiter and said that you would state your order once you were ready.

You let out a sigh as you look at the table with two empty seats, clear that your mom hasn't arrived yet. Sitting down on the chair, you took your phone out and sent a text message to your mom that you were already at the restaurant. After a while, you received a text from her saying that she was at the front of the building. You then stared at the view from the outside, overlooking the buildings and houses.

Lights began to lit up as the dusk turned to night, headlights of cars looking like little stars moving on the road. People on the streets walked past the restaurant, enjoying the moment with their friends or significant others as they walked by. Beeps of cars from the outside are in sync with the jazz music of the restaurant, giving that calm and chill ambiance.

"Hey sweetie," Your head-turning over to the voice of your mom, sitting down on the chair in front of you. "Have you ordered yet?" You shook your head no in reply. She nodded in understanding as she waved the waiter over.

The same waiter earlier took notice of the gesture and grabbed two menu cards, walking over to your table as he gave you both the written list of food. Eventually, you and your mom gave your orders to the waiter, him writing it down in a notepad and stating the estimated time for the food to be served.

"Thank you." Your mom said. The waiter nodded in response and ran off to the counter. "C'mon, smile a little." Your mom said as she suddenly moved her body close to you to pinch your cheeks. "Ow ow, mom. We're in a public space. People are watching us." You cried, eyes in minor tears from the pain.

"You won third place! I could never be more proud of you." She finally stopped pinching your cheeks. You rubbed your cheeks gently, trying to soothe the pain. "I watched the whole thing. You're amazing at the obstacle race. Oh, and how you single-handedly defeat your opponents at the tournament. It's so sad that you couldn't beat that Todoroki." She ranted.

"Wait, hold on a sec," You stopped her ranting, "You watched the whole sports festival? How about work? You're going to be busier than ever."

Your mother chuckled and answered, "It's nothing, sweetie, just a bunch of paperwork to sign and to proofread." The waiter came back with trays of food in his hands, placing them atop your table. Both of you prayed in thanks for the food and started to eat.

"Oh, and speaking of Todoroki. His father is Endeavour, right?" Your mother suddenly spoke up after swallowing her food.

"I guess so. Why?"

"I remember your father and Endeavour used to be rivals before we had you. Speaking of which, do you like his youngest son?" You choke on your food when she asks that question. You then reached and began drinking your favorite beverage that you've ordered to stop you from choking.