I Never Said I Was Good

Heroes Training

Waking up on the hard floor of my house was a terrible way to start my day, but it was also oddly soothing. For as long as I could remember, I've had a negative association with this empty skeleton of a house, but after just one night without extra pampering, I came to an epiphany. The house wasn't anything more than a house. Nothing dark was waiting in the shadows to attack me, no lurking figures would jump out from around a corner, and no person would judge my personality based on being alone here. 

The house was mine, and mine alone. Kurogiri knowing where I live or coincidentally warping me here wasn't a mistake. I needed that. Almost as much as I knew I needed to get ready for school. 

I rushed to put on a clean uniform, my gloves, and tie my hair up before sprinting to the famous building where I would learn how to help others. Isn't that what being a hero is? Even if that were the case, I could admit I was way too selfish right now to put anyone in front of myself. Not even the electric boy who I almost literally ran into as I stepped through the school's gates. 

"Hey! Watch where you're- Kimiko?" His jaw dropped briefly before a smile replaced the obvious disbelief he was experiencing. "Hey, you doing better? Did Recovery Girl fix you up yesterday? I was so worried, I even spaced out during class. 

I giggled softly. Cute. "I'm good. But we better get to class, right?" 

We parted ways in the most flirtatious manner possible: winks as we stepped into different halls, lingering fingers linking together, giggles, chuckles, and blushing. I was so caught up in my act and his feelings that I didn't lookup until my face hit a hard surface. Kaminari was out of my sight, so at least he didn't catch this embarassing moment. 

"Young Furiyuki, I have excused you from class to come train with me! Shall we go?" 

Sweat formed in beads at the nape of my neck. Instinctively backing up, I saw All Might in his Silver Age suit standing before me, his hands on his hips, his face all covered my shadows except for his bright smile. It was terrifying. 

"...I-I'm excused from class?" I couldn't form thoughts, much less a better question. Why did he want to train me? Did I agree to something when I was- I stopped when All Might laughed, the noise echoing in the hall. In the infirmary, he said... he'd train me... I'm spending more time alone with All Might for the League... and Shigaraki doesn't have a clue yet. "Oh, right. I guess, um, yeah! Let's train!" 

Although I was sure my enthusiasm sounded faker than faux fur, All Might simply made a small huff that matched his personality perfectly and told me to follow him. To where? Well, after the running around campus that left me out of breath and gasping, he stopped in front of a large building. My brain didn't understand, but my feet took me inside, and into the room full of class 1-B students who were almost definitely about to do a hero lesson. 

What did I get myself into?