"What was that about?" Annoyed, Sayako furrows her brow as she makes her way down the steps, rubbing the sleepy dust out of her eyes as she spots her father sipping his green tea, smiling softly at Sayako wearing a baggy snow shirt and jogging bottoms. Her fingertips comb through her brown roots with hints of blonde peering out as she yawns.
"Sai good morning." Warmly, Kazz smiles at Sayako who furrows her brow as Kazz passes her some tea.
"Well? Is it gone?" Scowling, she glares down at the cup, tossing the tea into the sink making her furrow her brow.
"Sai." Sighing, Kazz begins.
"I'm going out." Aloofly, Sayako cuts Kazz off slamming the chipped cup to the countertop.
"Don't you want to talk?" Curious, Kazz argues concern laced in her tone.
"About what?" Frowning, Sayako questions him hand on her hip.
"About yesterday of course." Kazz asserts slamming her hands flat down on the counter.
"Dad I'm fine." Huffing, Sayako rolls her eyes.
"You're clearly not. No one would be…Sai please." Pleadingly, Kazz begs, worry laced in his tone.
"Where's Hikaru?" Sayako enquires her greens darting all over the place.
"With your father." Kazz answers making Sayako scowl.
"What?" Sharply, she snaps seething, fuming, fury laced in her tone making Kazz sigh.
"We thought it best to do so. Give you both a break." Tiredly, Kazz explains to Sayako.
"And if the media pop up?" Sayako raises a brow, her arms crossed over her chest.
"He's his nephew. Sayako please if we could just talk…I know you're not well." Desperate, Kazz pleads to Sayako, worry laced in his tone.
"I'm fine dad! Please just…leave me alone." Angrily, Sayako snaps scowling, glaring at him.
"Don't you want to eat at the least?" Tiredly, Kazz sighs bowing his head, slumping his shoulders.
"Not really." Dismissively, Sayako huffs.
"Take something at the least." Kazz gestures to the bowl of ruby red apples, yellow bananas, and pears before reaching over, snatching one of the apples, his nails digging deep into the ruby red apple, tossing it over to the scowling Sayako.
"…Fine." Swiftly, Sayako catches the raw red ball, grumbling under her breath as she takes a hefty chomp of the apple, the juices spewing sweetness into her mouth.
"Thank you." Grateful, Kazz smiles shyly as she takes the money on the counter.
"Whatever," Sayako mutters turning on her heel approaching the door where she slides her sandals on.
"Sai…whatever you're thinking talking isn't a bad thing." Kazz calls out to her as she shoves her hands into her pockets.
"Dad…" Tiredly, Sayako closes her eyes pained.
"Go get some air if you want but I want to talk to you about this at the least." Sternly, Kazz furrows his brow at her.
"Tch fine…" She gives in, brushing him off and leaving, not having the energy to deal with any of them as she heads towards the store where she looks around, taking bits and pieces until stopping at an aisle when next thing she knows, she spots…
"Oh, toadstool…" Surprised, Sayako blurts out pointing towards a head of ruby red and white.
"Toad…stool?" Startled, Todoroki jolts up at the voice turning for his grey and blue hue to stare into her greens.
"Toad something right?" Humming, Sayako's eyes narrow at him.
"Todoroki." He tells her.
"Oh. That's your name." Smirking, Sayako snaps her fingertips.
"Yes. How's the hand?" Todoroki questions.
"Eh, it's fine. Nerves not busted so that's something." Sayako shrugs.
"Right…" Todoroki trails off.
"What are ya buying?" Sayako queries curious.
"Soba." Todoroki answers.
"Huh, I like it with stir fry what about you?" Sayako asks him.
"Cold soba," Todoroki responds.
"Right…maybe it's due to your cold side?" Sayako shrugs uncertainly.
"I just like cold soba." Coldly, he snaps scowling at her.
"Alright broody." Huffing, Sayako furrows her brow at him.
"You seem agitated," Todoroki notes.
"Just tired." Sighing, Sayako slumps her shoulders.
"Right…" Todoroki repeats once more, trailing off.
"You know you remind me of a friend of mine," Sayako smirks.
"I really don't care," Todoroki exclaims.
"Yeah, you really are like him. He's pretty aloof, stoic to some but deep down when you get to know him, he's really passionate." Earnestly, Sayako explains to him but he simply stares bored making her eye twitch, she's trying to be kind, to be polite to be…a normal student but still…
"I'm just gonna go. This is a waste of both our times." Huffing, Sayako grumbles, turning her back to leave.
"That would be best." Todoroki nods his head.
"Still that red hair of yours." Humming, Sayako stops in her tracks.
"What about it?" Todoroki furrows his brow.
"You have a fire quirk." She points out.
"So, do plenty of people." Perturbed, his eyes narrow.
"Sure but…" She trails off.
"What's it to you?" Irritated, he scowls at her making her frown back.
"Nothing really just trying to make conversation." Irritated, she snaps at him.
"Then just stop it. I don't ask about your business so stop asking about mine." Miserably, Todoroki tells her.
"There's no need to be grumpy you know." She glares to the side.
"This coming from the girl that brought a knife to a girl's throat." Todoroki points out.
"And here we go". Huffing, Sayako rolls her eyes at him.
"Not to mention you speak of my fire but your quirk is similar to a certain hero isn't it?" Icily, he points out making her flinch glaring at him.
"I don't know who you're talking about." Angrily, she snarls at him.
"Neither do I know what you're talking about." Coolly, he repeats, the two glaring daggers at one another until…
"Fine be that way just trying to make a simple conversation. And here I thought I was an asshole." Huffing, Sayako rolls her eyes grumbling under her breath as she turns her back to Todoroki, trying to be a normal classmate. But she gives up in the end, not really caring as she turns her back to him and leaves, finishing her shopping session.
"You!" Surprised, Sayako jolts up from her walk hoping to head home after shopping only then to scowl, a sour look upon her facial features at the voice calling out to her, making her slowly reluctantly turn to a familiar blonde with ruby red eyes glaring at her.
"Oh, you got to be kidding me…" Annoyed, she grumbles combing her fingertips through her brownish blonde roots anxiously trying to adjust her hair, trying to smooth it out. She hadn't the energy to care when going out but after her confrontation with Todoroki…
"You have some never shithead!" Scowling, he curses spewing flames making her grimace, glaring from side to side at a few people perking up from his roars as she feels her fingertips tug at her blonde, brown roots, trying to hide, trying to shield, trying to peer away from the prying eyes upon them, feeling her chest constraint, her breath growing short.
"Can you not shout for a second?" Hissing, she scowls at him.
"Shut it! who told you to grab me like that?" Heatedly, Bakugo demands from her as she shakily exhales wincing when hearing the murmurs.
"Isn't that the girl…from USJ?"
"The same boy too from the sludge villain attack?"
"Oh, I'm sorry would you like to be sludge on some wall?" Coldly, she snaps at him making him flinch. She crosses her arms over her chest. She should have put makeup on what was she thinking!? Yes, she was tired, but the media would have been all over her after USJ. What's wrong with her? How could she be so lazy? So stupid? So selfish? To let loose such ugliness into the open-world…
"SHUT UP! Don't think I owe you anything!" Angrily, Bakugo barks at her.
"Why would I think that?" Scowling, she quirks her head to the side.
"SHUT UP!" Boisterously, Bakuago bellows.
"You certainly like shouting don't you?" Tiredly, she sighs shakily.
"As if you can talk..." Bakugo huffs.
"Look what do you want? I'm too tired to deal with you." Frustrated, she glares at him.
"Deal!? Fuck off!? I deal with you." He corrects her only making her roll her eyes shuffling slightly.
"I'm sure." She scoffs.
"Look I ain't weak." Bakugo bellows his hands shoved into his pocket.
"I never said you were." Tiredly, she sighs.
"Then stop acting like it asshole!" He orders.
"I'm sure and as the king of assholes you would know." Snippily, she smirks.
"Damn straight wait what did you say?" Enraged, he roars at her.
"And the penny drops." She turns on her heel to leave.
"Don't laugh at me!" Fuming, he orders.
"It's a challenge not to…" Honestly, she confesses.
"Listen up I'm going to be number one!" Proudly, he proclaims to her.
"And here we go…" She rolls her eyes once again at him.
"And I better see you in the top ten." Determined, he declares to her.
"Excuse you?" Frowning, she further furrows her brow at him.
"You heard me! I heard about it you think you're some hot shit wanting to be an underground hero ya ain't special!" Scowling, he declares to her.
"I never said I was." Annoyed, she points out.
"You better not hold back you hear me! You and me we're going to the top got it!?" Incensed, Bakugo declares to her.
"I don't have a choice in this do I?" Feebly, she sighs slumping her shoulders.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK!? NOW LISTEN TO ME YOU BETTER STOP HOLDING BACK, LAZING BACK YOU CAN ACT ALL HIGH AND MIGHTY BUT WHEN IT COMES TO ME YOU WON'T HOLD BACK GOT IT!?" Roaring, he proclaims to the high heavens.
"I'm just going to leave now." She places her hands up in high heaven.
"Don't walk away from me!" He commands making her scoff.
"You know people are staring right?" Scowling, she curls in on herself, her arms crossed anxiously eyeing the onlookers.
"And you think I give a shit? I know you don't so stop making excuses got it!?" He tells her.
"If I agree will you leave me alone?" Desperate, she offers.
"What do you think!?" He scowls at her.
"Fine, fine, is that better?" She sighs giving in.
"Damn right it is." Smirking, he turns on his heel storming off.
"I'll see you then." Weakly, she whispers watching on as he leaves, allowing her to return to her own walk, heading home…
"You're back!" Relieved, Kazz beams brightly at the sight of Sayako placing her groceries down on the counter.
"Yep." She answers taking out some of her bought food.
"Welcome home." Warmly, he smiles as he tends to the boiling kettle, pouring in the heated water into the cups.
"Thanks…I guess." Sayako huffs, approaching the fridge to place some stuff in there.
"Sai…" Kazz sighs placing the steaming cups down.
"I brought some food." She tosses some sweets down on the table between them both, Baumkuchen to be exact.
"You didn't have to…" Kazz smiles softly passing the cup over as she takes a seat.
"Thought it would help," Sayako tells him arching a brow when seeing him get some sugar and put a few spoonsful into the hot chocolate making her grimace, glaring judgmentally at her father.
"Thank you at the least that was thoughtful of you." Happily, he smiles, using the spoon to stir his concoction.
"No word from Hikaru?" Sayako furrows her brow.
"He's staying the weekend at his place." Sadly, Kazz smiles.
"A stranger's place great." Bitterly, she sneers.
"No one knows where it is. He's fine. He isn't with a stranger," Kazz tells her.
"He might as well be." Scowling, she rolls her eyes.
"Sai!" Scowling, Kazz scowls at her.
"He left us, he's the one to give the papers not you, he's the one who women all over him and loves it. He played with you and when he got bored, he tossed you aside to suit his own needs." Poisonously, she snarls.
"Just stop! He is your father whether you like to admit it or not. He's concerned about you, why do you think he gave you these gloves? Why do you think he gave you that recommendation? Why do you think he asks about you each day!?" Pained, Kazz confesses to Sayako whose eyes expand at the sheer pain in his tone, his head in his hands as he breaks out into a sob making Sayako gawk at the sight silently staring having no clue what to make of it as she glares.
"Oh you mean now that I've decided to become a hero, he thinks he can just walk his way into my life promising me an easy path to heroism." Upset, she snaps back, the tears threatening to fall, her voice cracking, breaking.
"He isn't…" Kazz begins only to see her sharp scowl.
"I refuse to use his connections. I will become a hero through my own means, my own power, my own skill. I don't need him, such materialistic things will not sway me." Determined, she slams her fist down on the ground.
"Sai! That's enough. We are going to talk about this like a family, we need to talk about this, about everything as a family." Firmly, Kazz stands up making Sayako flinch from the sheer stern tone of his voice.
"Does that include Basil?" Lowly, she whispers as he flinches.
"If…if that's what you want then sure…so long as you listen to my side." Sternly, Kazz places his hands flat on the table making Sayako sigh slumping her shoulders.
"Fine…let's talk." Fed up, Sayako turns to face her father, joining his side, taking a seat on the other side of her father who passes her a mug where a plush plump marshmallow moves up and down saying with the waves of brown beneath them, bringing a small shy smile to her lips at the steam spewing out. She blows the steam away as both of them sit down, ready to talk…
Quietly, Sayako walks through the hallway of U.A her ears listening to the melody echoing throughout her earphones as she adjusts the coal black gloves, feeling her fingertips fidget from the strange material marred over her hands. She keeps her head down as she shoves her hands into her school uniform jacket only then to furrow her brow at the strange sensation of being watched, making her muscles feel tense just as she then feels her eyes narrow into thin slits, on edge from the strange sensation just then her eyes expand when she steps forward, feeling something off about the floor. Frowning, she looks down staring down at the floor, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets when next thing she knows, her greens gaze into a pair of button blue.
"I am here!" Proudly, the blonde proclaims to the high heavens startling her.
"THE FUCK!?" Shocked, she screeches to the soaring sky, propelling herself upwards, leaping back, gaping at the face from the floor looking up at her.
"And now I'm here." Proudly, he proclaims repeating the mantra as Sayako leaps back, shaking shuddering. He reveals himself from the floor, hands on his hips as she gapes when pieces of his clothes pile beneath his feet.
"What is wrong with you!? Put some clothes on!" Screeching, she yells at him ruby red, steam spewing out of her form, planting her hands firmly upon her face, trying to not look but her greens gravitated over to his form, mainly his abs, causing a deeper shade of ruby red to appear. He beams brightly at her, oblivious to her sightseeing.
"Is your hand okay?" He asks her.
"Worry about yourself first!" Firmly, she snaps at him making him blink baffled.
"What do you…? Oh sorry!" Apologetic, he laughs nervously, scratching the back of his golden quiff while she crouches down, steam spewing out of her making the boy above chuckle at the sight of her.
"What is wrong with you!?" Screeching, she demands from him.
"Hahah sorry you always look so calm and collected during the school I wanted to see a different expression. I got to say you being scared is rather cute." Cheekily, he winks as he puts his clothes back on while she gapes at him.
"C-Cute!? You…." Blushing, she seethes at him, steam spewing out of her.
"Sorry, after saving Amajiki like that I had to thank you for that, when he first told me about you, I had to see you for my own eyes." Earnestly, he confesses to Sayako who finally looks him in the ey after he puts his clothes back on, once her sightseeing ceases.
"What are you even…?" Perplexed, her brow furrows at him.
"Sorry I've seen you around class, you're just so cool!" Excitedly, he grins from ear to ear as she blinks baffled by his weird energy.
"Um…what?" Lost, she glances from side to side not quite sure what to make of the blonde before her.
"The way you just command people's presence to look at you oh or the snarky replies you give sometimes heh…!" Gushing, he confesses, his beady button blues going starry eyed, squealing, shining, glimmering, gleaming unnerving Sayako.
"So…you're a stalker?" Sayako concludes scowling, crossing her arms over her chest unimpressed.
"I'm not a stalker I assure you. I just wanted to meet you and with what happened with the USJ I wanted to see how you were doing." Honestly, he confesses to her as she simply hums having no real clue what to make of him, her eyes narrowing not quite sure how to pinpoint it.
"Were you dropped as a kid?" Fascinated, she quirks her head to the side, her greens narrowing trying to get some sort of read on him.
"Heh even if I did, I bet I would have fallen through!" Chuckling, Mirio smiles forcibly scratching the back of his neck, a strained smile upon his lips, forcing out a chuckle of some sort, trying to lighten the mood.
"I'm sure…" She scoffs rolling her eyes at him unimpressed, her arms crossed over her chest, not liking it one bit. So she brushes past him, walking past him, wanting to get to class for once in her life as she glances up at the clock noting the time drawing close, making her scowl, feeling her muscles tense up anxious as she darts past him wanting to get to class and get the day over with.
"Hey where are you going?" Mirio calls out to her making her scowl, groaning, ceasing, faltering in her footsteps, to glance behind her, craning her neck to turn to face Mirio, smiling shyly at her.
"Anywhere away from you…" Coldly, Sayako snaps scowling at him.
"Oh come on I mean I don't want to hurt you. I promise I just want to talk. You sure you're okay? I mean after the USJ incident you must be shaken." Shyly, Mirio smiles brightly beaming. He places his hand on her shoulder making her freeze from the touch turning to scowl to see his free hand scratch at his cheek.
"I'm sure." Aloofly, she huffs, reaching out to pry his hand off her, scowling at him.
"My name is Mirio Togata thanks for helping Amajiki he doesn't do well with crowds." Happily, he smiles offering his hand out to her which she simply stares at, staring down at the hand outstretched to her.
"Who?" Lost, she furrows her brow at the name.
"He has blue spiky hair is very shy." Jovial, he reveals.
"Oh elf boy." Easily, she snaps her fingertips together her eyes expanding when recognising him only then to nearly pop out of their sockets once more when he erupts with laughter alerting, alarming her.
"Elf…heh I can see that with the ears he wanted to thank you himself but he got anxious." Animatedly, he tells her brushing aside the small teardrop threatening to fall but he brushes it aside, smiling softly at her.
"Right…I'm just gonna go." Awkwardly, he takes a step back.
"Okay it was nice meeting you!" He tells her waving her off as she turns on her heel and continues to head to her classroom.
"What a weirdo…" Scowling, Sayako shakes her head brushing the blonde aside focusing on the hallway ahead, heading to her class of 1-A.
"You guys did you watch the news last night?" Excitedly, Tooru's voice calls out as Sayako slides the door to 1-A open, where she places her bag on her desk sitting down.
"Yeah." Shoji confirms nodding his head as Sayako takes out her earphones, ceasing said music.
"It was so cool that we got a few seconds of screen time though I bet nobody noticed me hanging around in the background." Glumly, Tooru sighs.
"Probably not." Bluntly, Mezo deadpans.
"You're quirk is invisibility." Fairly, Sayako confirms, the tow sharing a look at the valid point.
"Excuse me for not swinging about the place like some sort of spider!" Pouting, Tooru huffs making Sayako furrow her brow.
"Spider?" Perplexed, she glances over to Shoji who simply shrugs.
"Guys come on be nice I mean it is difficult to stand out when you're just gloves." Politely, Ojiro smiles softly nervously, sweat dropping at the two.
"Aww…" Pouting, Tooru sighs sadly.
"Come on it's not that bad if anything I envy your quirk." Honestly, Sayako offers.
"You do!?" Stunned, Tooru blinks taken aback.
"Dude do you know how much stuff you could get away with, just from being nude alone? You could be left alone, you could tug people's trousers down, hell you could steal stuff and people would never know who you were." Frankly, Sayako explains to her making the trio sweatdrop.
"Sayako that's not very hero like…" Mezo points out making her pout.
"How can you say that Sayako!?" Tooru gasps at her.
"She does have a point." Ojiro agrees pointing towards Tooru.
"I'm just saying you could be left alone; the media won't even bother you due to not seeing where you are." Sighing, she raises her hands up in mock surrender.
"I…guess so? Still, it's not my fault I didn't have blood all over me." Jokingly, Tooru giggles.
"Sorry for getting stabbed I guess?" Unsure, Sayako glances over at Mezo who simply shrugs.
"Sasaki how is your hand?" Mezo questions her concerned.
"Eh it's fine, nerves aren't shot." Smirking, she raises her gloved hand flexing her fingertips.
"That's good to know." Ojiro offers optimistically.
"Yeah, we were really worried when we saw you bleeding." Tooru tells her.
"Apologies, I guess? Is that the right response?" Unsure, she shrugs looking up at Mezo.
"It is." Mezo confirms looking down at her.
"Cool still I sort of envy you too Mezo." Cheekily, Sayako lightly taps his arm.
"Me?" Mystified, Mezo furrows his brow.
"Yeah, at least if I had cut my hand off if I had your quirk, I could grow a new one." Positively, Sayako smirks slightly staring down at her diamond like glove.
"I suppose…still you shouldn't be reckless." Mezo points out his brow furrowed.
"You're not wrong, got to wear these gloves now." Shyly, she smirks.
"Yeah, those are new they look super cool!" Tooru gushes animatedly.
"You think so? They look like the sort of gloves you use when you're going to strangle someone." Frankly, Sayako confesses making the others sweat drop once more.
"I…guess? I mean they look super cool." Ojiro offers shrugging sheepish.
"Thanks. The materials' meant to aid me when it comes to my fibres." Sayako confesses.
"That's so cool! Seriously Sayako you were awesome back there!" Tooru squeals.
"You think so?" Surprised, Sayako hums.
"You're kidding you practically took on a whole armada of villains!" Tooru argues.
"Hey each of you did your bit." Fairly, Sayako points out.
"We didn't do much nothing like you did." Ojiro denies smiling sadly.
"Hey, come on you took on a whole sector on your hand and if Mezo here hadn't grabbed that portal guy Iida wouldn't have gotten the backup we needed. We may have never made it out of there without yah guys." Fairly, Sayako explains to the group causing Mezo to bow his head shyly.
"Yeah, Sayako's right!" Tooru cheers.
"I…thank you we all played a part in our survival." Mezo bows his head.
"Damn right…" Smirking, Sayako winks.
"Sayako's so cool." Tooru squeals.
"I-I'm really not!" Blushing, Sayako smiles shyly at the thought before sighing taking out her stuff for lesson.
"We're totally big deals those new challenges love us we're basically celebrities." Kaminari smirks leaning back in his seat
"Yeah, it's kind of crazy right?" Kirishima smirks.
"Get over yourselves the hero course that pumps out pros were attacked and that's what they care about." Coldly, Jiro states the fact of the matter making Sayako nod humming in agreement.
"Who knows what would have happened to us if the teachers hadn't turned up?" Kirishima sighs uneasily, his brow furrowing at the thought while Sayako deadpans internally stating the fact of the matter, that they would be dead.
"Why'd you say that? I'm going to pee myself thinking about it." Scared, Mineta cries out in horror sorrow laced in his tone, tears freely flowing, screeching to the high heavens making Sayako sweat drop at him, seeing the waterfalls descend down his shaking form.
"The so-called ladies' man everyone…" Dryly, Sayako remarks leaning back in her seat, her ears perking up at the low chuckle from Shoji, his arms crossed over the other limbs, his eyes closed from her words.
"Ah shut up grow a pair loser!" Boisterously, Bakugo bellows enraged, roaring, practically spewing flames making her sweat drop.
"Attention homeroom class is about to begin everyone stop talking and take your seats!" Strictly, Tenya cries out making Sayako furrow her brow at the sight of him strutting up, standing before them.
"Oh brother, Iida we're all sitting!" Scowling, she calls out to him.
"Yeah you're the only one standing." Kirishima confirms.
"Dang it!" Pained, Tenya returns to his seat, slamming his hands on the desk, pouting making Sayako roll her eyes at the dramatic representative.
"Don't sweat it." Laid back, Ochako tells him smiling trying to comfort him.
"Some things will never change…" Sayako clicks her tongue at the sight of him just as the door slides open to…
"Morning Class…" Aizawa calls out, draped in bandages with a sling.
"Mister Aizawa! What are you doing here!?" Stunned, the others gawk at the sheer sight of him.
"Whoa what a pro!"
"How did you even escape my father's watch!?" Perplexed, Sayako arches a brow at him.
"It wasn't easy…" Grimly, Aizawa confesses as both student and teacher sweat drop at the thought of facing said danger doctor as class begins…
"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?" Enraged, Kazz roars screeching to the high heavens as she tries to hold Aizawa back, tugging him back using his bandages, digging the back of his heels into the floor.
"Shoto come on listen to Kazz he knows what's he's talking about." President Mic calls out to him.
"I'm fine!" Tiredly, Aizawa huffs only to grunt when suddenly Aizawa feels the ice-cold blade teasingly touch his neck making him gape, gawk at the silver blade touching his throat.
"You sure about that?" Coldly, Kazz whispers breathing down his throat making Aizawa shudder, scowling, glaring up at the sadist surgeon before him…
"He shouldn't be here." Kirishima furrows his brow at the sight of him.
"I don't know…I got to respect him." Honestly, Sayako confesses leaning back in her seat, brow raised respecting her teacher's dedication.
"How come?" Baffled, Ojiro furrows his brow at her.
"He managed to escape from Dante's inferno itself…" Gravely, Sayako whispers intensely making Ojiro blink taken aback by the sheer venom of her words.
"Mr Aizawa I'm glad you're okay!" Tenya calls out to him.
"You call that…okay?" Ochako furrows her brow at the sight of the mummy.
"My well-being is irrelevant what's more important is that your fight isn't over yet." Strictly, Aizawa tells his class.
"Our fight?" Stunned, the others blink taken aback by the declaration while she remains unfazed, bored, leaning back in her seat.
"Don't tell me…" Midoriya whispers anxious.
"No more bad guys!" Scared, Mineta screams screeching to the high heavens tears freely flowing from fear coursing through him.
"The U.A sport's festival is about to start." Aizawa reveals to the class monotone.
"YEEESSS!" Excitedly, Kirishima bellow soaring high into the air at the news.
"Why would you scare us like that?" Horrified, the others gawk gaping at their teacher's trickery yet again.
"Why are you guys surprised from this!?" Sayako scowls at her classmates, fool her once shame on her fool her twice shame on them…
"The sports festival!"
"Let's go kick some ass!"
"Wait a second…" Kaminari furrows his brow and raises his hand up in the air to place on Kirishima, swiftly shutting him down.
"Is it really such a good idea to hold the sports festival so soon after the villains snuck inside?" Jiro furrows her brow raising her hand up in the air.
"It's their only option to save face." Frankly, Sayako tells the class.
"Save face?" Perplexed, Midoriya furrows his brow.
"Can't have an event like the sports festival be cancelled over some measly monster attack, they can't let the public know the attack affected them." Truthfully, Sayako says as a few members of the class flinch from her cold curt words.
"They could attack once we're all in the same place." Worried, Ojiro points out.
"They would attack numerous people with numerous quirks that have been trained? Sorry but that's just suicide." Swiftly, Sayako shuts him down.
"As much as it pains me to say it Sayako is right. Apparently, the ministration board says it's a good way to show that the threat has been handled and the school is safer than ever. Plus, they're beefing up security compared to past years. This event is a huge opportunity for all students in U.A. It's not something we can cancel due to some measly villains." Annoyed, Aizawa confesses to the class.
"I'm sorry but why not? It's just the sports festival." Miserably, Mineta whines making Sayako scowl, rolling her eyes at him.
"I am not repeating myself to you." Annoyed, Sayako scowls glaring out to the window, leaning into her gloved hand.
"Mineta don't you know how important this competition is?" Midoriya furrows his brow at the purple pervert.
"Of course, I do I just don't want to get murdered." Mineta whines, whimpering making Sayako scoff, shaking her head at him.
"Relax as if U.A would allow that, the media would be all over them." Darkly, Sayako chuckles smirking smugly looking over her nails at the thought making Mineta whimper, shaking shuddering from her cold curt words creating a shudder to come crashing down his small spine.
"Our sports festival is the most watched event in the entire world. In the past everyone was obsessed over the Olympic games but then quirks started appearing. Now the Olympics has been drastically reduced in terms of scale and anyone who cares about competition, there's only one channel that matters, the U.A sports festival." Firmly, Aizawa explains to the class.
"That's right top heroes everywhere will be watching. This is where you get scouted." Momo tells Mineta.
"She's right after graduating a lot of people join pro agencies as a sidekick." Giddily, Kaminari adds.
"Yeah, but that's as far as some people go. They miss their chance to go indie and become internal sidekicks. Actually, that's probably where you're headed. You're kinda dumb." Bluntly, Jiro deadpans stating the fact of the matter.
"She's not wrong. But hey that endearment may make you popular." Optimistically, Sayako offers, shrugging sheepish.
"You think so?" Hopeful, Kaminari whispers.
"It's your only real shot in avoiding the limbo that is being a sidekick." Bluntly, Sayako deadpans.
"It's true that joining a pro hero agency can garner you great experience or popularity. That's why the festival matters. If you want to go pro one day this event may open that path for you. One chance a year three chances in a lifetime. No aspiring hero can miss this festival." Aizawa explains to the class.
"It's basically a pet shop for pros." Coldly, Sayako snaps leaning further back in her seat squeaking slightly when her chair leans back too much fortunately, a limb stretches out grabbing the chair and stopping her. She lunges over to the table, her nails digging deep into the desk, exhaling shakily relieved, smiling dumbly up at Mezo, thankful. He simply sighs shaking his head at her sheepish smile.
"That means you better not slack of when you're training." Strictly, Aizawa warns his class, his coal blacks glaring directly into a pair of frowning green.
"Why are you looking at me!?" Offended, Sayako gawks, gaping at Aizawa, slamming her hands flat down on the desk, glaring at Aizawa's blank gaze as the lesson continues…
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