Break (All Might x Reader)

A/N: Sorry for taking longer than expected, moving homes is harder than I thought it would be! But don't worry, I won't abandon my fics!

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Slouching lazily on a chair, assigned to a desk at the back of the class, y/n watched as her teacher lectured about the importance of grammar with a voice so boring it was putting the class to sleep. Funnily enough, as much as the lecturer droned, a boring voice wasn't his quirk. Basically the entire class of future heroes sat, uninterested, none more than the young Shimura daughter. However there was one who had been sat at the front, sitting upright with determination and enough focus to compensate for everyone else in the room, his golden blonde hair recognisable anywhere. And of course, while other students struggled to answer the literary questions, he replied to the correct answers with ease. Falling too tired to learn, y/n just assumed that he was good at this particular class and left it at that.

"You're late." Observed the strict mathematics teacher, his ruler pointed threateningly at some equation on his board. His observation forced y/n into the spotlight.

"Yeah, sorry or whatever. I got lost." It was such a generic response, obviously a lie, but the teacher had accepted it anyway.

"It's normal for at least one student to get lost on their first day each year, though you've beaten the record by over eleven minutes and thirteen seconds. Do not make it a habit."

Mathematics had proven to be just as slow as the class before it, though the teacher's voice this time was significantly less dull. Once again at the back of the class, this time at the window, y/n found herself quickly fading the educational location out of her mind as she admired the clouds in the sky.

"Y/N, could you please tell me the answer to this equation?" Hearing her name, the girl jolted out of her daydream, staring at the board that had some random mix of letters and numbers that she had no business understanding.

"Uhh, 42?" No one laughed. She didn't expect anyone to, but what was more surprising was how quickly Toshinori raised his hand, calling out that he knew the answer before the lecturer had a chance to force discipline onto the young Shimura. The educator gave the child a quick glare before giving in and asking the energetic boy to give him the obvious and correct answers.

"That is correct, however I would like to hear a correct answer from someone else for once."

Y/N only scoffed to herself, rolling her eyes as she glared down at her notebook. Why was he such a try-hard?

Classes continued that same way, each generic first class of every standard subject repeating themselves in the similar way. The determined blonde boy would get every answer right and brighten each teacher's day, while y/n would appear shockingly late and ignorant of any thing anyone tried to explain to her. She was almost considering not being late for lunch, and yet she was late for that too anyway. No one knew how...

The loud, intrusive noise of trays being slid onto the table disrupted y/n from her moment of peace. Her eyes wandered from her food to the two similarly positioned meals opposite her, not expecting two unexpected guests. It seemed neither of them had expected it either, the two young males staring blankly at eachother for a brief moment before the trainee hero that stood out the most among them all let out a laugh, pointing out the coincidence that neither of them had wanted her to be alone.
Ganto, the one who could turn anything he touched into food, joined in on the high spirits.

"No one should be left alone here!" He spoke cheerfully, grabbing his chopsticks as he began to dig into his food.

"..." There was an internal debate on wether or not y/n spoke up. She wanted to be alone, but then, she knew that only one of them would listen.