Opportunity.


Principal Nedzu was, to your surprise, not human. Nevertheless, the small bear-mouse chatted to you excitedly when Aizawa had explained the situation.

"The last thing the students need is more media attention." He had told him flatly.

It couldn't have been more than an hour since you arrived in the office, but the principal was ruffling through your old school files he had pulled up from his database. You were sitting in a chair across from his and feeling uncomfortable. You hadn't gone to UA, so you were surprised he was able to access it so quickly. It was a little intimidating.

"Hm. The quirk of rejection?" How strange to have everything about you sitting in one file.

"You could have easily become a hero with this." It was something you had heard many times before.

"...things happen, I guess." You meant to try and deflect his interest. "Speaking of things that should have happened." You jumped up in realization and leaned over the desk. "I'm missing work! They have to be worried by now." You searched inside your blazer and found your cell. Pausing, you look at the principal. "If you don't mind of course?" You weren't sure just how discreet you were supposed to be about standing in the middle of UA. Avoiding attention was the whole point of this, after all. "I can, uh, call in sick?" The principal used the moment to make himself a cup of tea.

"Yes, of course. But keep it on speaker please – I am sorry to say we have to be suspicious of you for now." You nodded and dialed your supervisor's number.

[click] "_ _? _ _, is it really you? Thank god! Some crazy show off villain appeared and totally got slammed into the building! You'll never guess who did it too – ALL MIGHT" Her voice got higher and faster as she recounted the tale. "Anyway, the office is completely trashed. Most of us got transferred where they could find spots for us. But, oh god, I'm sorry _ _ but it was first come first serve. It's not only you, a few others-" [click]

You hung up the phone and slumped back down into the chair. Principal Nedzu and Aizawa both looked mortified at the news.

"He hasn't been in yet..."

"That guy..." Aizawa was far more annoyed than the principal. At that moment the door burst open and a grand voice rang out.

"Not to worry, BECAUSE!" [poof]

There was a lot of yelling. The men ran about the room while you still sat in your chair, staring. By the time the steam had dissipated, you could see the figure of a very tall and thin man.

"All... Might?" You were pretty sure that nobody else had an entrance quite like that, even if you were face to face with a man who was currently coughing up splatters of blood. Once he saw you he became frantic, and his cough grew worse. You both turned your heads to Aizawa and the principal, as if searching for an excuse. The expressions on their faces confirmed your suspicion. You snapped back to the skinny man.

"You're All Might!" You wanted to say or ask something, but nothing came to mind. You opened your mouth anyway, and the words "I lost my job because of you!" found their way out. The small-might straightened up instantly and bowed.

"I had no idea, I sincerely apologize." You could practically hear Aizawa's patience snap.

"If you had any common sense at all, you would have lied. Now this woman knows your identity, and has a swarm of reporters outside to talk to at leisure."

You try to cut through the tension. "I can keep a secret, you know." It was big news, but you were a decent person. You weren't planning on shouting it around town.

"Ahem." The principal was standing on his desk now, with three cups of tea neatly placed next to him.

"Sit. Drink. I would like to go over my idea."

xXx

Everyone was quietly seated now. Principal Nedzu paced on his desk.

"As you may know, the sports festival is coming up soon. Ms. _ _, your quirk would add nicely to the security of the event. Our enemies know what defenses we currently use. But they will not know how to counter you." You stopped mid-drink and placed your tea cup down.

Aizawa was against the idea. "I wanted to avoid the press, not add to the staff."

As hurtful as it was, you were pretty confused about the decision as well. "How can you offer me a job?" Shaking your head, you continued. "I could be a villain in disguise." The principal laughed.

"I highly doubt that. Indeed, this is mostly because I would like to keep an eye on you. We don't know what you will do with the... information... you have seen here. But be relieved! You will of course be subjected to a background check and close supervision until you prove reliable." He gestures toward Aizawa. "I cannot fault a person who leaps in to action to save another."

You blush slightly at the complement. "But I'm not even registered as a hero."

"We will help you through that and the teacher certification. It shouldn't be difficult since you will be scouted by us for employment." His eyes narrow in All Might's direction. "Think of this as an apology."

It was a great opportunity. And you obviously needed a job unless you wanted to get kicked out of your apartment. But using your quirk again? In the past you dreamed of being a hero, and all throughout school people envied what you could do. But the drawback was too troubling.

"You look conflicted."

"Honestly, it sounds amazing. But I don't think I can protect people like you're expecting." The principal hopped back into his chair and scrolled to a section in your file. He read aloud.

"Quirk overload. Its use amplifies emotions, leading to greater power at expense of control."

On paper it didn't sound so bad. You try to explain. "It's not just harder to use. If I pass my limit I can't turn it off."

"That's why my plan is so perfect! _ _, do you know what Aizawa sensei's quirk is?" The principal was beaming at his own genius. But aside from the famous ones like All Might or Endeavor, you really didn't know that much about heroics.

"He has the power to erase quirks. Your drawback might as well not exist! For that reason I am assigning him to test and train you." Your heart skipped a beat, and you turned to Aizawa hopefully. He however, didn't seem as pleased.

It didn't matter. As much as you told yourself that it was better to have a normal life, you still always hoped. Your heart and mind were both racing.

"I could be a hero"


This set up was a lot harder to write out then I expected. Trying for ~a once a week update.

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