(Y/N) was just like everyone else in her field. Or, at least, that's what she'd say. Being a hero meant putting your life on the line for others, saving everyone you possibly could, and getting up every time you got hurt. She'd done a hero course in...
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You awoke in your new home as the sunlight streamed in through the balcony doors. You pushed yourself onto the edge of the bed, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. Today was your last day off before classes started and you had made some loose plans with Eraserhead to go out, though you weren't exactly sure when or where. The anxiety of not knowing and wanting to make a plan made you reach for your phone, but once it was in your hand, you realized that you hadn't yet gotten anyone's phone numbers.
You gave a slight sigh and forced yourself up to get ready for the day. Once you'd trained for the day, you took a shower, and got dressed. You chose a long white skirt, black puff-sleeved blouse, and slipped into a pair of black heels. You slipped your hero suit on top of the outfit, but bent the light such that it looked as if you were only wearing the skirt and blouse. You brushed your hair back, letting it breathe rather than putting it up. You stepped out of your room, stretching and humming to yourself. You took a little stroll down the hallway, glancing at each door to see who was in each room. Aizawa's room was just a few doors down, beside Present Mic's. It was then that an idea popped into your head.
You rushed back into your room, grabbing a piece of paper from your desk and writing a short note:
"Good morning! I realize we didn't make any concrete plans and I don't have your phone number to reach out, so find me when you're ready and we can figure it out then. See you later!
~(Y/N) <3"
You stepped back out into the hallway and slid the note under Aizawa's door, though it did feel a bit childish. Either ways, it soothed your anxiety about the plans at least a little bit. You roamed out to the common area, finding some of the students making breakfast. Yaoyorozu was happily humming while stirring some tea and Midoriya was sat at a table, scarfing down whatever he had for breakfast.
"Good morning, Ms. (Y/N)!" Yaoyorozu smiled when she saw you. "Would you like some tea? I have new imported tea that my mother sent me!" She grabbed the boxes from the cabinet excitedly.
You chuckled softly, "I'm good. Thank you, Yaoyorozu." You twirled a lock of hair around your finger, leaning against the wall. "I prefer coffee in the mornings. Especially after some training."
"You were out training this morning?" Midoriya turned in his chair. "That's awesome! Your quirk is so cool! You can manipulate light like Hagakure, but you can supercharge it into a beam and also use it to camaflouge and use other sources of light like fire-" He had immediately started rambling, thumbing through a notebook on the table beside his breakfast.
"Midoriya, you're rambling again." Todoroki's voice came from the couches.
"It's creepy, stop it." Mineta laid on one of the couch cushions.
"Oh! Sorry!" he quickly shut the book. "Can you train me sometime, Ms. (L/N)? I'd love to see your quirk up close."
"Sure, Midoriya. I wouldn't mind that." You gave a smile, "But, be warned, I can be strict."
