"I refuse to be some Alpha's toy."
"I'm stronger, more capable."
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It all started with an arranged mating.
Izuku Midoriya, an Omega of strength and power refuses to let society define who he is, not letting anyone have the pleasure of ca...
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As lunchtime was over, everyone was making their way to the main hall where we were told to meet to see what classes we would be in during our time here. We were also told that we would start right away and get to know everyone before actually using our skills.
No one wasted any time and soon, the forty students who were accepted into the school were standing close to each other, waiting on probably Aizawa or Present Mic to say something.
As I waited to see what class I would be going in just like everyone else, I unintentionally let my eyes roam around the place, until it landed on the familiar tuft of green hair.
I watched as he was conversing with who I would assume to be his friends or maybe his acquaintances. I wasn't sure what their names were but I vaguely remembered them when I was in the lunchroom and also when we were at the cafeteria those couple days ago when we had to fight.
I didn't have much time to think about anything else, however, when both Present Mic and Aizawa appeared, walking into the room side by side causing the murmurs in the room to die out as everyone focused their eyes on the two of them.
Aizawa looked bored as he let out a yawn, his hands in his pockets and with him blinking his eyes many times as if he was trying to keep himself awake. Present Mic, on the other hand, was wearing a big grin on his face, his hands on his waist and his eyes trained on us.
He looked like he was counting the number of us here and when he realised that everyone was present, he clapped his hands together and then spoke up.
"Hello everybody!" He shouted as expected and some people had to put their hand to their ears. Aizawa just gritted his teeth and winced, a sigh leaving him when he shook his head.
Present Mic didn't look phased by any of the responses but was quite happy when people greeted him back. "I take it that you guys enjoyed your lunch since you got to eat anything you wanted."
Some people began nodding where others shared a few looks and agreed. The talk that was flowing around didn't last though since everyone in the room focused on Present Mic again.
"Good because now it's time that the real training starts. Time to sweat, time to fight, time to shif-" Present Mic was basically turning with every word that he was saying and it seemed like he was somewhat... off. He didn't get to finish what he was saying, however, since Aizawa gripped his nose bridge with his index finger and thumb with closed eyes before a sigh left him and then, his left hand came into contact with the back of Present Mic's head rather roughly.
