It's five am in the morning and Akemi couldn't sleep.
The past few weeks have been... Overwhelming. Outwardly she seemed to have handled it well but she still couldn't"'t quite believe all that's happened.
It's not like she wasn't planning to get into UA, UA's general education course offers good English lessons, there are also English letuature classes, if she's not mistaken. And Hibiki was planning the same thing since they offers job internships and she really, really wants to intern at her mum's hospital so they get to stick together.
And Tenya? Well that dork is aiming for the Hero Course. She smiles, and Hiroi is trying his best to go to the management course. His dad's support company's kinda falling apart but Hiroi wants to pick it back up.
Akemi was pretty against getting into Hero course. To be honest, to her it almost seemed like she's submitting to her father and she hated that. But...
On the other hand, if she got in the hero course.
If Akemi became a pro hero, she can up the success rate of her books. A novel written by a hero is more attractive than a novel written by a normal freelance writer, and with fame and fortune she is what her father always wanted but more.
If she succeeds, she can throw it in her father's face, she can destroy him and reveal to the world what he did to her. Think about the opportunities, think about the chance, to let people hear-
She's just a teenager, a teenager from a wealthy family most would assume spoilt. Her words holds no power. No one would listen to her even if she screamed. Oh, she's just a bratty teenager, spoilt all her life. Nah, look at her dad, he's Kimura Geikyō for god's sake, can you imagine such a person doing something like that?
Yes. Akemi turns in her bed. Yes I can.
Silently, she stared up the ceiling. All Might chose her to assist his successor. The future holder of One for All, the future symbol of peace and no. 1 hero. This opportunity... She can't let it go.
And Hibiki.
If she had knew more, if she had been more skilled and trained, back there. Could she have saved Hibiki? She might've made it but if she had been more skilled Hibiki wouldn't have to take her wounds for her and get hurt, she wouldn't have to bleed like that and—
She's got to get into the hero course.
Sitting up on her bed, she silently slipped off and went to turn on her laptop. Pulling several files off the shelves she piled together an old character she wrote and designed a long time ago. The most detailed character, with a similar power to herself and a whole set of carefully calculated skills she's verified thousands of times.
Martial arts, acrobatics, archery, strategic thinking, reflexes, psychology and behaviour science. She's got a lot to learn. But hasn't she got an expert right here?
Slipping out of her room she sneaked down the hallway, and quietly knocked on a door. Knowing full well that she's awake.
The door opened, a pair of brown-black eyes started back out, seemingly bored.
"Yes?" She opened the door fully, and Akemi took a deep breath.
"Teach me Karate."
Across her, Kōki grinned.
"Thought you'd never ask."
Please RnR for Badass Akemi.
