[This is a Boku: No Hero fan fiction and it is the first fanfiction I have written in a while. I will be labeling each chapter as I upload and I really hope y'all enjoy it! Also the OC is quite enjoyable. These are my author notes!]
Chapter One:
A scrawny man, hair deflated and body seeming to be falling apart at the seams sauntered through the front door of a magnificent dojo styled home. Setting his bag and groceries onto the floor by the front door he simultaneously took his shoes off. It had been a few days since he had been home, seeing as he was busy being a pro hero and training. Tired blue sapphire eyes scanned his surroundings, immediately he noticed the staircase which led up to the bedrooms. On the right was toward the kitchen and training areas while the left led towards the long hallway where the baths, garden, and living room rested. In an exhausted voice he called out, "I'm home…" which echoed throughout the hallways even with as soft as he had spoken.
Walking down the left hallway an extremely loud and almost shrieking "OW!" followed by a more quiet, "damnit" could be heard coming from the garden. Moving swiftly to the open garden doors he noticed a young girl tangled up in rope hanging upside down from the large cherry blossom tree. Laughing heartily he looked the girl up and down with observant eyes, her hair was a bright blonde which swayed back and forth as she attempted to break free. She wiggled an arm free from the ropes once they had loosened, however it only seemed to free her arm and tighten over the rest of her body. "Well Hotaru, it seems you have been training alone again? Ending up in a position like that…" His laugh deepened.
The young girl pursed her lips together in irritation, staring at the frail man with her half and half sapphire and emerald eyes. "If you must know I was practicing for the U.A Entrance exam dad. I will definitely get in this year!" Her voice full of confidence she continued, "My quirk also went a little wonky, I got way to excited and forgot to make sure the rope wasn't around my feet. Well when the hole began to pull it in I totally forgot to check and it began to pull me, I barely closed it in ti-" She was abruptly cut off by anger.
"You are NOT going to U.A. We already discussed this. It is not the safest place for you. Remaining here will be for the be-"
"Best for me, right? I've heard that line before." Her own voice rose in irritation, the ropes seeming to disintegrate from around her body. Not missing a moment, she was able to flip herself over with the single hand that was already free, landing on her feet. Her blonde hair ruffled around her shoulders, swaying down her back, barely reaching below the middle. Her body was quite fit and hour glass shaped. She was wearing a crop top and shorts for her training which allowed her muscle definition to be clearly seen. Striding inside she continued to speak, her voice venomous. "You mean it is better for your sanity, to hide all your secrets is it not father? You never trust me at all! He believes it would be great for me to go!"
Reaching for the towel she had left hanging on the hook by the garden door she began wiping sweat from her forehead and arms, before placing it on her neck. He never lets me do anything I want when it comes to school or even making friends, well he will have no choice but to let me go! Not like he's ever home anyway…As she stormed down the hallway, black footprints were left in her wake, singed wood began filling the air. Her father's voice called after her, taking a more concerned tone, "I just believe that you would be in great danger there. What if anything was to happen to you…my precious daughter…"
"Oh…Great danger you say?" Whipping around so fast the floor cracked under her strength, "Nobody even knows that I fucking exist. Let alone that you have a daughter Mr. Number one hero! Naiti approves and he is around more often than you are! He told me that making friends my own age and the practical training provided by U.A would help me to become an even better hero! I already sent in a letter about enrolling and the exam. PLUS, when were you going to tell me you decided to work at the school?" Hotaru huffed greatly in defiance. Even if he told her no, she would go anyway. "You can watch me while I'm there it is perfect."
"I was going to tell you, but I thought it would make you want to go even more…I just want to make sure you are okay…" Sadness filled the blue eyes which watched his daughter. Hotaru had grown into a fine young woman, already high school age. She looked more like him with her muscular definition and hair, but her eyes were both her mothers and his. But she had her mothers temper and more, so she held onto his heart.
"Dad, Shuzenji will be there along with her daughter. Mom would have wanted me to be a free bird with no limitations rather than being stuck in a cage…" That broke his heart.
Sighing in defeat, All Might flexed so hard his body changed into a burly beast of a man, muscles almost ripping his clothing and his height rising a whole half a foot. His once shriveled appearance was the epitome of youth, his smile more magnificent than the sun itself. "I guess if Nighteye approved of you going…I'm sure nothing bad would happen…Just promise you will visit my office once a day? My young bright supernova!" as soon as he finished he coughed and blood dripped form his lips.
Hotaru could not help but smile at him finally agreeing with her decision. Taking the towel that was wrapped around her neck, she reached towards her father to help clean off the blood. It was hard on him to transform as he did, especially after his time limit but he believed it was necessary to make his points when he got excited. Her eyes sparkled, "I promise I will! Thank you so much dad! You really are my hero!" hugging him and kissing his cheek she made sure he was alright before dashing upstairs to text Naitoai the good news.
The next few weeks flew by, within that time she had taken the entrance exam and passed with flying colors. Sun rays swept across her floor while the smell of fresh baked cookies and soft beef wafted into her nostrils. Lolling, she rolled over in her bed pulling up her blanket as she did most morning. It felt extremely early in the day, before her usual wake up time. Closing her eyes softly sleep began to lull her back, until an instant later she shot up like a spring board. Its my first day of school and I almost over slept! Imma be late for the orientation! Panicked, Hotaru rushed to find her uniform which to her surprise was already hanging on the back of the door. On the floor was her purple bag filled with her books, pencil bag, bento box, and other school essentials all neatly placed.
A bit confused in her half sleep state, Hotaru decided to ask questions later and rush into the bathroom to shower. Rinsing off, brushing her teeth and hair all at the same time was a mess. Her hair became quite knotted, she choked on her tooth brush, and water got everywhere but somehow she managed. Teary eyed she dried off, put on her uniform, and continued to fuss with her hair which had now frizzed out. Sauntering into the kitchen Naitoai seemed to be just finishing breakfast. His onyx colored eyes scanned Hotaru over playfully. "Well, I knew something like this would happen. Take a seat and eat, I'll fix your hair. We cannot have you going to school looking a mess can we Ms. Toshironi?" Without missing a beat he took her brush as she sat down and began to swiftly fix her hair.
"I'm pretty sure you know my habits well enough…" Hotaru began to eat, making happy chirps as she savored the food. It was her favorite. Begrudgingly she sat still, though Naiti always knew exactly how to make her look flawless. Today her hair was placed in a low side pony, with a cute blue and green ribbon to compliment her swirled eyes while her bangs gently covered one eye. The pony tail curled like a ribbon, bouncing with each movement. "There, much better don't you think?" his voice was playful and caring. He seemed a tad bit distressed that day, however she knew better than to ask. Naiti could occasionally see into the future and he was seldom wrong about the outcome which caused him distress, so she never pushed him to tell her.
"Thank you so much! I absolutely love it!" Hotaru had finished her breakfast by the time he was done with her hair. Lovingly she kissed the raven-haired man on his cheek before rushing to grab her book bag. Heading towards the door she gave a final glance to the prison she had known more than anything else, but today marked the start of a new journey. As soon as I make friends, I must invite them over when I get the chance! With a final wave towards the pro hero who she adopted as her older brother, she bounded towards the car in front of the house to head to school.
The car pulled up in front of the Blue arches which were surrounded by reporters. Hotaru smiled sweetly towards her driver that she knew for such a long time, he was her sole transport and his age began to show. "Take the day off. I can find a way home today." His eyes seemed to gleam with appreciation at her gesture. Giggling with anticipation she flung the car doors open allowing the fresh air to hug her. The reporters were crowding quite tight, all their talk at once became white noise. One reporter stopped Hotaru, "Did you know All might will be teaching at U.A this year? How does that make you feel? Do you believe he will be retiring?" The questions overwhelmed her. Instead of letting them beat her, she smiled as charmingly as she could muster while freaking out and in a confident voice, "All Might's business is his own and if he is a teacher here then I am even more excited to learn from the Number one hero. Means that this year everyone has a wonderful opportunity to learn from the best."
Catching the attention of more reporters, she realized that five cameras had focused on her to catch her account. Waving towards the camera she ran towards the arches, where two teachers kept the reporters at bay. Slipping onto the red brick which lay beyond the wall, her eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. The school was so much larger than she had imagined, the reflection from the windows was over powering, and the power she felt from those around her was astonishing. In her trance she hardly noticed how close she was towards the doors, until a green haired kid bumped into her, causing her to trip forward. "ow…" She landed on her knees and barely had enough reaction to also catch on her hands.
The dark green and black-haired kid was mumbling under his breath quite quickly, continuing to bow towards her in a weird apology. "I-I-I am so sorry…I was just so excited to start my dream here at the school I wasn't paying attention…Please I'm sorry…." He just kept repeating himself. Luckily the leggings she wore kept her from getting scrapped up, and she allowed the boy to help her up. How could she be mad at him for being in a trance similar too her own, "It's alright. I'm extremely excited to! My name is Toshir-" She caught herself, at school her last name was to be shortened to save her identity. "Toshi Hotaru. And I hope we can become great friends!"
The boy's eyes widened, "I'm Izuku Midoriya…" he blushed hard and continued to stammer away. He was a rather other fellow, he stood a bit taller than her by a few inches. Seeing he was losing it she walked towards the doorway, not really sure how to handle such situations. Today would be the day she figured out what class she belonged too. Sauntering up the steps her phone buzzed. It was her father calling her, reluctantly she answered, "Hello?"
A bolstering laugh responded to her, "Ah my beloved angel it seems you have made it to school okay hahaha."
"Um…yeah…I was about to head inside towards home room…"
"Haha! Wonderful news! Don't forget to check up with me…"
"Thanks dad, I got to go." Hotaru hung up before he could say another word. Truly, she loved him with all her heart, however his overbearing nature really got on her nerves. Hotaru played with her side curl while finding her locker to place her shoes in. It was so nerve wracking being around others she felt so faint. Luckily, her training at home helped her control her emotions or else her quirk would go on a fritz. Her nervousness broke through however with small starlight sparklettes appearing around her.
"Oh how pretty!" A female voice called in attention to this, which caused a crowd to appear around Hotaru who was sparking comparable to girls in anime or comic books. They were all in awe at this gorgeous girl who seemed to be an idol. Blushing Hotaru did her best to remain calm, "Thank you, really it is my quirk…" she began answering questions before flashing a sweet smile equivalent to All Might's before dashing down the hallway. Her nerves had begun taking over and she seemed so lost and confused. I'm so glad I got away from that…but damn making impressions on my first day…
Leaning against a wall, deep breathing became the main focus in order to make the twinkling stars go away. Within her haze, she had gotten lost in the huge school. She was supposed to be heading towards her classroom 1-A, and yet ended up somewhere else entirely. "Okay, breath it'll be okay Hotaru. It is only the first day and we still have time…" Her cheeks flushed a bright red in embarrassment to herself.
Attempting to retrace her steps, she quickly turned a corner only to run into a giant cement wall. Wait, not a wall a pro hero she saw on Tv before Cementoss. Oh right, He is a teacher here…maybe he will know…Her thought was cut off by his deep voice, "Ah! You must be Hotaru, principle Nezu was seeking you actually. Please come this way with me."
Heart pounding so loud within its cage, Hotaru anxiously played with her hair while following this teacher. Great, not only am I lost, already made a fool of myself today by falling and losing myself…I have to go see the principle already…maybe dad was right… At this she shook her head. No, her decision to come to school was not a mistake and it was just her first day. All her practicing with Naitoai and the seldom others who came over to see her via All Might's requests gave her enough social skill knowledge. However, it was only a few people at once and not groups or energy filled students her age.
Reaching Principle Nezu's office, Cementoss opened the door for the young blonde girl who moseyed her way inside shyly. Scanning her surroundings out of habit she noticed books lined the shelves around the office, two chairs positioned perfectly in-front of a wooden desk to give optimal eye contact experience. One of the chairs was occupied by none other than All Might, her father. Her eyes grew into a slight scowl until she saw the cute mouse with a scar over his eye sip his tea. "Good morning Ms. Yagi. I see you have gotten a bit lost on your first day. It is quite alright. Please have a seat." His voice was a little high pitched. She knew people had all sorts of quirks which changed their bodies, however Nezu seemed quite different.
Taking a seat, she noticed her father was in his relaxed state and not his big burly hero form. Nezu must be one of the very few who know of his actual form and seeing as he called her by her actual last name he knew their secret as well. So many secrets to keep peace, to save lives…I'm quite over all the secrets in my life…
The raspy call from her father brought her back to reality, "Principle Nezu has promised us time to see each other throughout the day whenever you so wish. I have my own office where I can relax in, which I will spend most of my time in order too not push myself extremely hard. Though I still have my duties as The Hero Of justice…" He went on to ramble about his duties which made her blood boil.
Even after fighting the holder of All for One he still was determined to continue being the face of justice. Fighting so hard every day because the world needs to know that All Might is here to save the day with a smile. It sickened her to know her father was deteriorating every moment while she was locked away in their house to lessen his worry. Now was her time to shine, she would become a Hero of Justice, the number 1 pro to take over her father's place so maybe he could retire before dying in a battle. "…And I want you to know that I'll be keeping an eye out for you."
"Dad that won't be necessary, really. I want to be treated like all the other students. No special treatment. Nobody even knows that I'm related to the most beloved hero…and…if we are to be honest I want to make natural friendships with people without them being suspicious we even know each other." She spoke softly as her words seemed to jab the sickly blonde man in his heart. She hardly saw his blue eyes flutter with sadness and yet she always knew how to bring out his deepest emotions.
Principle Nezu observed the two in their interactions constantly sipping on his cup of tea. His brain calculated outcomes much faster than any human that lived so he was able to understand what was going on and predict what may come of it. He began to speak, "All Might, you must not show favoritism to any student. Ms. Toshironi, we believe it also best that during your stay at the academy you limit your quirk use seeing as it can be quite destructive. You may use it but try not using its full strength." Principle Nezu sipped more of his tea, an addiction it seemed like.
Hotaru smiled, "Well, I would like to get to my class before I am really late. Thank you for the advice." She stood up and hugged her father, "I do love you dad." Even with all their arguing, him being over protective and frankly too busy to handle all his responsibilities Hotaru loved All Might more than anything in the world. He was her biggest role model in life. His sense of justice always drove him to do the right thing. She admired that about him and wished to see the world stay in a balance and those who use their quirks for destruction kept at bay.
Hotaru arrived just before the first bell rang, her body sweating lightly from trying to find her away around this massive school. Luckily a 3rd year came to her rescue, a boy who had a killer smile almost eerily similar to her father's, he also seemed to love helping others. He appeared quite nice but now it was her time to gleam. Bracing herself for being the last one to arrive in class, she slid the door open. It was quite chaotic. The teacher had yet to arrive so she was in luck, however inside there were tons of students who seemed quite chatty.
Closing the door behind herself as she walked in as a stray paper ball hit the side of her head. She blinked astonished for a moment, This was supposed to be the best class? Okay first day maybe it'll be okay. Now where to sit…She had noticed the clusters of students who had seem to known each other from their previous schools grouped together. The boy with Black and green hair, Miydoria she recalled, was surrounded by a few students while frantically covering his notebook. A spiky light blonde almost cream colored haired kid was harassing Miydoria quite a bit and being the loudest one in the room. "Deku! How did you even get in here you quirkless freak?"
"K-Kacchan my quirk just appeared over the summer….late bloom.."
"That makes no difference to me! How is it you were able to make it to the same school I'm in and the same class no doubt! I should KILL YOU!" the cream boy got louder, making Midyoria shrink back in his chair. Hotaru sensed they knew each other a long time by their nicknames however it seemed that spikey hair cared not for Deku. She continued to scan for an available seat, as she did so a small boy who could easily be mistaken for a child gazed creepily in her direction. His eyes scanned over her well-developed body with maliciousness while drool pooled on his desk. Pulling her book bag tighter she made her way from the door to get a better glance at the desks. All the ones in the front row were taken by groups, the back was also fully occupied. She found an empty desk behind a red-haired boy that was free.
Shuffling her way through she finally made it to a chair, however in her own absent mindedness the loudness had gone subtly quieter and eyes were staring at her. Hotaru only noticed once everything was laid out on her desk and she glanced up from her belongings. A few guys were watching all with malicious intent, girls seemed to be giggling over her, and scanning over her clothing, though nothing seemed out of place. She was quite confused about what was going on before a girl with long black hair in a high ponytail approached her, "I could not help but notice your quiet air. You can call me Momo." She smiled sweetly extending a hand.
Something seemed off about being greeted by this random stranger, that was until one of the boys loudly exclaimed, "That was the girl from this morning with the dazzling stars surrounding her! I told you guys she was something to behold!" This caused Hotaru's face to flush bright red and glittering stars to form out of her embarrassment. They did remember her, she had made quite an impression on her first day. This was going to be a long school year. Before anybody could go to ask her a ton of questions the door slammed wide open.
A tall man with black hair, goggles around his neck, a yellow sleeping bag under his arm, and seeming to be in a terrible mood walked in. He demanded the class become quiet and the next words spoken dropped her expectations of school much, "I am Aizawa, your homeroom teacher. Just so you know I expelled a whole class because they lacked potential to be pro hero's. Our first test of the year will determine if you will continue your journey at U.A or if you will be expelled. Meet me out by the track field in your gym uniforms. This will keep all of us from wasting time. Oh…Welcome to U.A…" with that he walked out of the classroom with nothing left to say. The air went somber with fear of flunking out after the first day.
Hotaru blinked a bit, however she was not extremely worried about flunking out. I mean she spent her life up till now training everyday with heroes. Everyone seemed quite shocked in their own ways, before she could stop herself Hotaru ended up at the front of the classroom. Inhaling a deep breath, she spoke from her heart in order too attempt consoling the weary faces in the room.
"This is just a test for our morale! He could not possibly expel a whole class, it is unethical. We came here all to become Pro Hero's in our own right, and with this we shall strive over any challenge portrayed to us! Did we all not make it into this academy with high dreams? Then let us go by the motto and give it our all! Plus Ultra!" Raising her hand in a fist, others followed suit. The morale seemed to soak back nicely. Her first day would be one to remember for sure but in a way Hotaru felt confidence tug at her. Following in All Might's footsteps she would make the most out of her experience.
The sun beamed a beautifully onto the field where their somber teacher awaited their arrival. Everyone was in their gym uniforms, Hotaru's fitting a little snug for her tastes. Lining up, Aizawa called out, "Alright. Bakugo you go first. Throw the ball as far as you can." The ashen-crème haired boy walked up with a malice. He used to quirk to help project the ball forward, traveling about 600 or so feet. It was quite amazing, his physique, the way dtermination swirled with anger in his eyes, and his body just oozed intimidation.
"Yagi, you are up next." It would be quite difficult to match his strength but she chuckled to herself.
"Yes sir." Hotaru took the next baseball into her hands. Taking a quick moment to catch her breath her body began to shimmer. Pulling her arm back as she inhaled deeply, the ball began to seem electrified. As she exhaled her arm came crashing forward, launching the ball into the air, leaving a small glittering trail behind it. The students were in awe when her numbers came back 700 feet. Walking back to her spot in line she was stopped by the ashen haired boy. "What the hell was that?"
"What was what? I just threw the ball, using my quirk since we are allowed too." She seemed puzzled.
He grabbed her arm, pulling her in closely as the next students were getting ready. "What kind of quirk would make a ball launch that far without any sort of explosive power? Fucking…."
Pulling away from his grip she scowled, "It isn't my fault you think you are the shit. Sorry, but I'm taking that number one spot in the class. And the number one hero spot and nothing you say can or will stop me. Bakishit." Rushing to the end she felt the heat coming from him, even more so after Midoryia had thrown the ball. Hotaru's attention was on the shock of power she felt. His finger had broken, just as his legs had during the exam to being placed in different classes, but she felt a pressure this time. Similar to her father's power when he used to take time when she was a child and show off his power.
The rest of the tests came easy to her, everything Aizawa threw at them she eased her way through. With every number better than Bakugo's she could hear his angst. His intimidation was a roar. At the end she leaned up against the building, her breath heavy from all the activities and purposefully one upping the explosive personality staring her down. Before heading inside the building to continue with the rest of her school day, seeing as his test was early, she was stopped by the boy who sat in front of her. "You were so cool during the entire test! Like super cool!" His enthusiasm forced a smile onto her.
"Oh thanks…It was nothing really…after seeing how cocky that one guy was I wanted to let him know his place."
"Oh Bakugo? Yeah he seems like a real jerk but its sorta manly and awesome how fearless he is! I wish I could be that confident!" His voice was gentle, full of innocence and grace.
Hotaru laughed before bouncing off to class, "I hope to get to know you better! I'm Hotaru by the way!" She was off before he could give her his name. She wanted to see what would be next in store for her class. However, she needed to see her dad immediately before her next class started.
Finding her way to his office she walked right into the room, "We need to talk." She closed the door behind her quietly. He was shocked to see her, since he seemed to have been enjoying a cup of tea.
"Ah! Young Yagi how can I help you today?" His voice was quiet but he stayed within his character.
"Why is Midoriya's quirk similar to yours? Don't lie to me…he used it today during Mr. Aizawa's test and it felt very much like yours…worked the same way…"
All Might grew quiet, his eyes becoming a little dark. "There is no need to worry about it. He just has a powerful quirk like your own."
She bit her lip to hold back what she wanted to say, in fear he would send her back home and force her to drop out of school. "Whatever. I'm going back to my classes then. Hope you don't regret this." Strutting out of the office, Hotaru made her way back to Class 1A while playing with her giant curl. It was quite frustrating dealing with him. She knew her father was lying to her but dare not let it get to her on the first day of school of all places. Making it to her desk she noticed the entire class already breaking into cliques, chatting away. Placing her head on the desk she groaned when the next teacher made her way into the classroom. She was quite tall, her hair ravened colored, a mask covering her eyes. Her outfit was basically a corset with a collar holding it up, the rest skin toned fabric. Smacking her whip in her hand she announced herself, "I am Miss Midnight! I will be teaching, and just for today since Present Mic is a little tied up at the moment, English." The class made a definitive 'This is so normal' expression.
Hotaru sighed before letting herself try to fall asleep, English was a class she definitely did not need to listen to considering she spoke it fluently. The darkness which sleep brought was interrupted by a hard smack to her back. "Ow…"
"Now, now, Miss Yagi. Don't be falling asleep in my class or you'll be getting much more punishment." Midnight's eye's were full of pleasure, almost beckoning the young girl to fall asleep again.
"Yes ma'am…" she quietly answered before daydreaming during the lecture. I hope the rest of the day is much more exciting than regular classes…I sorta wish I never went to America. Then maybe I would actually want to be paying attention…wonder how physical education will be…maybe I can be teamed up with Bakishit and really get on his nerves. No no, we have to make friends not enemies. Maybe the boy that sits in front of me…her mind continued to wander until the end of class. She sighed a little before leaning back to watch the rest of the classroom interact with each other, only to stop once her gaze met Bakugo's who seemed even more pissed than before.
He got up from his desk during the small break and walked right up to her. "I don't need a fucking side line acting like she's better than me."
"But. I am better than you. Obviously, did you not see how different our scores during the test were?" Spitting straight venom.
"The fuck you say bitch?! There was barely any difference."
"Oh really? Even a few numbers is a difference."
Bakugo got really into her face, his breath hot, "Just stay the hell out of my way as I make it up to the top!"
Getting fired up herself she stood up to stare at him, moving to get closer to him so they were only mere inches apart, "The only way you could make it to the top is if you lost your damn attitude! Like what? Did everyone think you were just some hot shit all your life that you can act this goddamn cocky?"
As her annoyance rose, the air around her began to electrify. Her body becoming hot and glowing very lightly. He responded by slamming his hand on the desk behind her, pushing even closer so she was almost pinned on the desk. "What about you nobody? All you got is fancy glitter!"
"At least I don't have to rely on my quirk in order to run a fucking race! Mr. Explosion! Or do you just soley rely on it to try and intimidate everyone? I'm not afraid of you. Because you won't do shit. All bark with no fucking bite!" She shoved him away from her harder than she would have liked, which sent him into the desk beside her. Roaring back he let loose a punch forward, only to have his arm be grabbed by three other boys in her class. One used tape which seemed to be coming out of his arms, another held onto Bakugo's body with a large muscular tail, and lastly a boy with blue hair and glasses stood inbetween them.
"Let go of me bastards!" He wailed out, trying to get them off. The boy with glasses replied, "You two are students of the prestigious U.A. There is no need to fight amongst ourselves, but especially you Bakugo!" As this continued to unfold, Aizawa walked into the classroom.
"Everyone sit down." The bandages around his neck began to float around him, his eyes deathly glazed over the class. "It is the first day and you are already causing problems. If anybody fights like this again in the classroom I will expel you." With his words Bakugo finally took his seat, Hotaru let out the breath she had been holding and the class became orderly once again. What is his problem. She thought before shaking it away. The boy who sat in front of her dropped a little note onto her desk that read: You are so cool! Standing up to him like that. Hope we can be friends someday. By the way, the names Kirishima. She tucked the note under her notebook, a grin cutting her face ear to ear. Maybe the school year would be totally cool after all.