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𝟏𝟎. clean 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒
𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 bnha (𝟏𝟖+)













At 4 am, before the break of dawn, you were awakened from your slumber by Aizawa's firm voice "We're going early, hurry up". Surprisingly, his usually disheveled appearance has been replaced by a sense of purpose; his hair combed and tied back, eye bags cured, wearing a suit and tie. His eyes held a determined gleam, a testament to the significance of today's training session in preparation for the highly anticipated UA Sports Festival. As you swiftly prepare yourself, a mix of excitement and tension fills the air. Finally, you step into the car, ready to embark on this journey. 

The silence between you and Aizawa is palpable, each absorbed in their thoughts, anticipation intertwining with the sound of the engine's purr. As the car approaches its destination, a subtle tension lingers in the air, only to be broken by Aizawa's voice piercing through the silence. "Y/n, I want you to win tonight, okay?" His words hang in the air, both demanding and caring. 

Curiosity sparks within you, "Why? It's just some high school sports festival, I really don't see why it's such a big deal."

Aizawa's gaze meets yours, firm and unwavering. "It's not just about winning," he begins, his voice carrying a hint of urgency. "With your unique quirk, you'll face ridicule and skepticism. And let's not ignore the underlying sexism that still prevails in the hero industry. You need to assert your dominance, prove your worth, and shatter any doubts that may arise. Show them what you're truly capable of." He pulls the keys out of the ignition, getting out of the car, allowing you to sit alone in thought.

Things made more sense now, your whole experience at UA wasn't only for you and your recovery, the secret plan all along, calculated by Nezu and Aizawa, was to make you their weapon of sorts. In a way you were an industry plant; Nezu needed to find a strong, powerful female character perfect to condition as a number one hero to therefore bring more feminism into the Hero System.  And that character was you, they chose you. Aizawa opened your car door gentlemanly, waiting for you to hop out. 

Upon arrival at the training grounds, jumping straight into combat training, the intensity escalates as you engage in relentless training, he's going especially tough on you this morning. Aizawa's strikes grow more forceful with each swing, leaving you little room for error. In a momentary lapse, you fail to counter his move, and the impact sends you crashing to the ground. He offers no respite, sending a front push-kick towards you, pushing you to your limits. Amidst the grueling combat, Aizawa interrupts, his voice cutting through the exertion. "I have important news for you once the festival is over. It's crucial that it doesn't distract you now." Aizawa figured out the identity of your birth father and, as much as you have the right to know, the truth will only set you back. With a right swing back at your mentor, you nod, in understanding.

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