HEY! I'm alive and well! since my city's on lock down, I now have more time to write some more. sorry for being inactive! I was drowning with internship bullshit and was (still am tbh) ready to throw hands with other co-interns.

I made a White Day special! I don't know if I can uphold the promise I made some time ago that I will make it a 2-part shit. Eh, I'll keep y'all posted. Or not. who knows. Not me.

Completely unrelated to this story, you guys better wash your hands regularly and avoid crowded places. let's leave the death count to the boomers ok?

With how the Hero Killer dominated the headlines for the past few days, Inori's university has set up a mini event to commemorate the country's unsung heroes, the Vigilantes. There were booths with little trinkets and memorabilia all over the campus grounds, cosplayers dressing as their favorite vigilantes, vigilante fan club sign-up booths, and many, many more. There were also annoying reporters and journalists running around, harassing students for an interview. Most students who were grabbed for an interview have covered their faces in fear of those people who thinks vigilantism is a crime.

'-is not a crime! It's just 'getting even' and frankly, who doesn't want that? Especially those whose family got murdered- '

A fellow student ranted, face obscured with a silly cartoony mask of a vigilante, I.D. nowhere to be seen on his person. Obscured from the media's view were students with quirks that can manipulate technology gathered around and messed with the news vans and the expensive media equipment as to not let the media manipulate the story. There were also robotics students who livestreamed the interview on various livestreaming websites.

'look at that, the student body uniting as one to spread the Vigilante agenda.'

A voice filled with awe from behind said. It was Inori's classmate in one of her numerous lecture classes. The one with body altering quirk. Inori huffed in amusement before turning to her classmate.

'cute isn't it?' Inori said, amusement dancing in her eyes. 'people working together to achieve one goal' Inori sighs with a dreamy smile on her face which made her classmate laugh.

'man, you're funny. Of course they'd work together, we all have the same agenda. Spread vigilantism and make it a norm.' they shrug, a content look on their face. Inori shook her head fondly as she turned her eyes towards the commotion in front of her. the numerous news crew loitering around the school's grounds frantically plugging and unplugging cords to stop the live broadcast as the masked student continued with their pro-vigilante rant. It would've been easier if Mun-Hee's classmate did the speech. She was a hypnotist after all. Scoffing to herself, Inori grabbed her classmate as police started to get involved, turning the peaceful interview into a riot.

'seriously?' Queenie deadpanned at Inori who was smiling innocently as she bailed out the students who got arrested in the little riot earlier. As Inori disregarded her friend's withering stare, she patted every single one of the arrested students on the back and told them 'good job!' as she herded the flock of college kids out of the precinct and onto the streets. They were thanking her left and right as they shuffled out.

'what? I just think it's unfair that they got arrested for being vocal with their views' Inori said as she shrugged nonchalantly, arms tangled around each other. Queenie sighs and leaned into her friend. 'you literally blew all your money on them. If that's not big dumb bitch energy, I don't know what is.' Inori laughs at the remark before responding.

'you'd know once you look into the mirror!' and so, the two of them ran around, dodging and poking each other until they both ran out of breath. It was a fun day for Inori and she could only hope that days like these lasts forever.

'Izuku?!'

Inori busted through the door, a fruit basket in her arms. The three students jumped from the sudden noise as the older student marched towards the green haired boy. As she slammed the basket of fruits on the side table, the room got colder. Iida and Shouto could only pray for their comrade's safety.

'you better explain your side right now or I will drag you to my private island and have you live there for the rest of your life.'

And so, to protect his dream of becoming Japan's number one hero, Izuku spilled. He told her how it was the right thing to do and that it's a hero's duty and that his (future) profession's motto is to 'serve and protect' or whatever Izuku said. Inori was too busy peeling an orange to care.

'that's cool and all,' Inori started once Izuku was done talking, chewing on a piece of orange. 'but you gotta remember, you're just an intern, a total greenhorn in the industry. Serious things like this one should be left in the adult's care.' Inori looked at the three high schooler's faces who were ready to defend themselves. She continued talking. 'I know it's a hero's duty blah blah blah. I get it. You're all eager to show the world what you got but you don't have to be blinded by that glory. You're just kids. You haven't mastered your quirks yet.' She wants to say more but held herself back. A clouded mind wouldn't help her in this situation.

'ah whatever.' Inori said as she laid on the hospital bed beside Izuku which earned a squawk from Tenya and Izuku. 'its not like you three would listen. After all, I'm just an ordinary citizen of this country.' and then just like that, Inori fell asleep.

Shouto barely remembers the first time he attended one of his father's gatherings but the girl who literally kicked their door down seemed familiar for some reason. But that's unlikely. This girl doesn't feel or look like an upper echelon citizen. She looks middle class (if not lower than middle class) with her faded mom jeans and her old and worn band tee. Besides, from what he can see, she's related to Midoriya and the poor green haired boy is well- poor. Broke even. With his tacky off-brand bright red boots to his demeanor, Midoriya screams middle class. It's not like he's class-shaming his classmate. It's just that- well- he was brought up like this ok? It's hard to unlearn things like that. If he was Natsuo then sure, he wouldn't be as much of an ass about social standings and shit. But he's not his brother.

'-m just an ordinary citizen of this country.' What a weird thing to say. But Shouto let it go. He's got better things to think about.

Tenya was surprised when Inori barreled through the door and started preaching about shit. She was talking too fast, so he didn't really understand, and he doesn't think Todoroki was listening. The poor boy looked like his head drifted past the clouds and into the endless void that is outer space. Izuku however, looked like he was about to burst either into tears or into an angry speech. Either way, it's going to be bothersome. What he didn't think that would be more bothersome is Inori making Izuku scoot over to share the bed with her so she can sleep. What the hell. He tried to get her off, but Izuku told him that it was alright. So he left it at that as he took a bite out of the banana Izuku handed him from the basket Inori brought with her. hopefully, she gets caught and get kicked out. Surely that will teach her a lesson. Right?

Bonus Round!
White Day Special

As Natsuo took one last look at his masterpiece and nodded to himself. Surely Inori would love his gift for White Day. After all, he spent a whole lot of time and effort on his gift.

'I'm here!'

Inori hollered from the entrance of their shared apartment.

'In here!'

He replied, excitement evident in his voice. As Inori entered the room, her eyes widened in surprise.

'a cake?! For me?!'

He nodded as she squealed in happiness before grabbing a slice and eating it.

'ya like it?'

He asked lovestruck eyes focused on Inori. She nodded and shoved more cake in her mouth.

'where did you buy this?'

Natsuo chuckled.

'I made it! It's filled with my love for you!'

Inori snorted and rolled her eyes in amusement.

'what's in it? It tastes so good! Didn't know you're good at baking.'

Natsuo bashfully smiled.

'what's in the cake? Oh you know, solids, liquids, the usual. And my love for you, or course.'

It sounded suspicious. Why emphasize liquids and love? Nodding to herself, Inori decided to joke around.

'with how you said that, you're making me think you added your semen in this.'

Natsuo smiled broadly, eyes crazed with love.

'not just semen! Blood and tears too! It's like, we're one now!'

Inori sat in shock, fork dropping from her hand and onto the table as Natsuo continued to wiggle in his seat, gushing how parts of him are inside her now and how they're bound together.

'you know,'

Inori started as she raked a hand through her hair, obviously distressed.

'you could've just made me swallow those (and more) raw and straight from the source you know? I'm very willing.'

'eh? Where's the fun in that?'

Did I overdo it? I sure do hope not lol

I AM VERY SORRY IF SHOUTO SEEMED SO ELITIST OHMYGOD I SWEAR THAT'S NOT MY INTENTION AAAAAAA

The Quartet are very touchy to the point of PDA. No shame, only friendly love. Probably because some of them are touch-starved.

Replies:

Littlecosma001: well it was supposed to be Asui (cuz y'know, Dekusquad) but I didn't realize that I've deleted her one and only line but it could literally be anyone you want from the UA student body tbh.

darkpaladin89: yay! [insert happy worm dance here]