Aizawa was teaching Shinso as you practiced using your quirk at short range. Aizawa stood abruptly. “(Y/N), we need to go.” You nod, dropping the pencil you were holding with your quirk. Shinso went to the side of the man, you on the other side as you trotted along them. When the door opened, you waved toward Midoriya.
“Yes sir,” Midoriya said, nodding to All Might before his gaze caught you, Aizawa, then Shinso.
“Oh, looks like you two are getting along well, as always.” Aizawa scoffed slightly. All Might quickly grew nervous.
“Aizawa! You’ve got it all wrong. He was being really pushy so….” All Might was cut off.
“Stop acting like you just got caught having an affair. It’s weird.” Aizawa stated as you looked towards him questioningly. ‘Affair’?
“Shinso!” Midoriya waved. “(Y/N)! You were training with Aizawa weren’t you?”
“Yeah, I guess so,” Shinso stated, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Midoriya, hurry and get suited up. We have a busy day.” Aizawa glared as you waved goodbye to him. “(Y/N), I need you to get dressed as well. It may not be a hero costume, but it’ll do.” He handed you some clothes. You unfolded them, making sure they were all white.
Sure enough, it was. There was a thick coat that felt strong. A shirt that was white in color. Some pants, also white. And some thick shoes. The shoes were also….. White. You felt kinda disappointed, but also happy. The mix of feelings was confusing, but you put everything on. It was warm, very warm.
“Let’s head out,” Aizawa said as you started to trot alongside him. ‘I would’ve waited.’ Aizawa’s thoughts grumbled. The man led you outside, the colder air unable to penetrate the clothes you had on.
“I’m so excited!” A girl yelled as Class 1-A walked onto a large field. The layout was similar to a factory. It had pipes, chimneys, and lots of concrete.
“Everyone’s costumes have changed a lot since starting school,” Iida stated.
“How you managed to endure that costume all summer is beyond me.” A boy stated as you clung to Aizawa.
“Kacchan changed his costume too,” Midoriya said, looking at Bakugou.
“Ha! If you got a problem, say it to my face!” Bakugou yelled as you covered your ears. You tried to tune them out. There was too much going on for your liking. Besides, what was a costume?
“TAKE A LOOK AT THIS QUESTIONNAIRE! IT'S FROM THE FESTIVAL!” A boy screamed as you glared at him. “WHICH DID YOU THINK WAS BETTER!”
“Hush.” Your tone was dark, demanding. Within an instant, the blonde shut his mouth. “Thank you.” You say in a sweeter tone as everyone stared at you.
“Release him, (Y/N).” Aizawa stated as you nodded. Within moments, the boy was able to talk again. “Please don’t embarrass yourself. Also, keep it down.”
“We have two special guests today.” A hero you weren’t familiar with stated.
“A guest?”
“He’s trying to transfer to the hero department,” Aizawa stated. “It’s Shinso Hitoshi from general studies. (Y/N) will also be participating in this fight.” Those words sent shivers down everyone’s spine. They all looked towards you, but you were inspecting your clothes. They were definitely warmer than your other ones. ‘She’s kinda dense….’
“I understand Shinso, but why (Y/N)?” Midoriya asked. “Isn’t she still recovering?”
“She’s recovered fully,” Aizawa stated, not clarifying anything else.
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Whispers - MHA x Psychic Reader
FanfictionQuirks. They were a pillar of power, the peak of human evolution. Each one wanted something more powerful, more useful. They wanted weapons and they would do anything to get their weapons. Whether it was going into a stranger's home at night, just t...
