A/N: Sorry for the loooong last chapter, which i mean was actually my intended length for most chapters, if not more but that didn't happen. Be expecting a couple that go on like that, okidoki? I'm sort of a 'you can binge-read' kind of writer usually meaning more chapters and less words, but i've been reading some, timing the time it takes for me to read some really good book chapters and thought maybe more is cool. Well, this is mostly pre written so I can't get feedback from readers right now.
Welp.
oh yeah an out of writing mode fuck proper grammar I ain't about that life.
You can skip this next tidbit of my ramblings, but I thought it be fun just cause always character pages in the manga.
So let me tell you about Rin, for those who are interested and those not willingly to dictionary my difficult words (aka taijin kyofusho, perspicacious , agropophobia, and so on) to describe her/story.
Basically, if you can catch on, she's a natural introvert. Speaking out of necessity, mostly during battle. She's polite but not necessarily friendly, which many people mistake her for but she is only trying to set a boundary. Other than that, she goes on for long lines of thought and complex feelings about people interaction and feels the need to be extremely analytical to know what she's doing. She has a fear of association, or relationship with others. It's almost a bit of a ptsd symptom, which i won't get into much right now, but a lot of her phobias and fears sprout from the fact her dad got incriminated, and her mom fears her.
internal turmoil INTENSIFIES*
She's similar to Bakugo in talent but is not so direct in fighting, so I will evaluate her databook style, this is with the use of her quirk (without godspeed buffs, just think wind because that's most often available to her).
Power 2/5 D
Speed 4/5 B
Technique 5/5 A
Intelligence 4/5 B
Co-operativeness 3/5 C
(despite her fear of people, if you give her a rational plan she'll be willing to work that out for the better but she does not like outright working alongside people)
That's all for now. lol that's a lot
[Kill Your Heroes]
The nightmares persisted in getting worse as she tried to settle back into normal days at school. She walked in late and sighed at the sight of Aizawa-sensei. It was ridiculous for him to be out of the hospital nearly just one day after the battle, and here ready to teach the class in what looked more like an upper body class. She wouldn't lie, he looked terrible.
She'd also undergone change. After using Godspeed, she noticed a bit of her hair had turned Silvery-white, meaning that she was going to look more like Tempest in no time if she kept at it.
"Don't even worry about me, you guys can't stop worrying for yourselves yet," Aizawa said. "The sports festival is coming up."
Oh yeah, this is a school.
A couple students raised their hands. "Is it okay to have a festival so soon after a villain's attacks?" a girl named Jiro asked.
"Apparently, the teachers agreed on it as the U.A. showing our crisis management is solid as rock at the event," Aizawa replied. "Security will be strengthened five times the usual. It's also a huge chance, not to be cancelled by a couple of villains. Our sports festival is one of Japan's biggest events. For Japan, because of reductions, it has taken the place of Olympics for us."
"Of course, all the top heroes in the country will be watching," Yaoyorozu added. "For scouting purposes!"
"Yeah, the villains can scout us too," Rin muttered, thinking about all that could go wrong.
"If you expect to go pro, the path will be open with this event. One chance a year-- a total of three chances. No aspiring hero can afford to miss this event. If you understand that, then don't slack off in your preparations! Homeroom is dismissed," Aizawa said, and then left for the rest of the classes to go on.
At lunchtime Rin went out of the classroom to go on her phone, dialing the number of the prison. Once they picked up, she requested Sayaka Akito again. "Hi, dad," she said. "I'm sorry I didn't call yesterday, but I did the day before so you know I'm alright from the attacks. I was just stressed I couldn't pull any of my thoughts together."
She recalled her calling after a visit to the nurse's office. She picked up her ringing phone, saw the prison's number, said she was "INDISPUTABLY OKAY" and hung up like that.
"I got electrical burns from godspeed-- I'm completely justified using this, my fr... classmate was in trouble," she said. "Yes, I was scared. There are things that could have been worse, but I also know how to handle myself. I cried because I was frustrated, not because I was scared. I just had to keep going, and I got help when I thought I was out of options. Yes I'm eating, yes I'm still going to keep training. Can we not talk about the attacks anymore? The festival is coming up-- can you see if you can watch? Don't get into a prison fight over the TV for me, okay? Take care of yourself, goodbye."
She turned to walk back to the classroom, to pause when a girl stood in front of her. Uraraka stared her down with a complex... an angry face?
"I'm going to do my best!" she declared, pumping a fist into the air.
Rin awkwardly sidestepped. "Okay, Uraraka-san," she said.
"Let's go! We're eating lunch together!" Bakugo grabbed Rin before she could get wrapped up in more conversation. Kirishima was right along with them this time.
"Woah, woah! That's bold! Do you like her or something!" Kishirima teased.
Bakugo stopped, turning back in anger, "I'll kill you!"
"Kishirima-kun, it's not like that. I don't think he knows how to ask to hangout, or be friends," Rin said. "Even though he wants to kick my ass and I want none of it."
"Fight a girl?! That's so unmanly!" Kishirima said.
"It's pretty macho to respect a girl who wants to fight you with her all," Rin commented. "It's pretty not to try and beat up someone who doesn't want to fight-- that's bullying."
"I haven't beat you yet! The sports festival-- I want an indisputable first place so whatever happens, you better make it far enough for me to beat you!" Bakugo said, grabbing Rin's collar threateningly. "Because people think you're strong-- so I'll beat you to prove I'm stronger."
"People really think that? Besides-- wouldn't you rather beat Midoriya-san, you seem more intent on picking on him everyday. Or Todoroki-san-- he seems more strong than me," Rin said. "Look, to me you're as intimidating as a pea, but I don't like fighting quirks like yours, I also don't like having buds so you're not one. Why do you want to become a hero anyways? What is it-- just to show off?"
"No!" Bakugo snapped back, surprisingly. It sounded like he was going on but he just stopped there.
"Then why?" Kishirima asked, quizzically staring at Bakugo. "Are you scared to tell us? C'mon, with you it's gotta be something real macho."
"I don't wanna know if it manly or not, I wanna know why he insists on being an ass who fights everyone," Rin said.
"Because being a hero is about winning," Bakugo says. "You see All Might? He saves people, how? Winning. He looks pretty damn cool when he does it, if you ask me, If you can't win you're just an extra."
Rin folded her arms, unimpressed but satisfied. "Okay," she said. At least she knew he wasn't some ludicrous— well he still was— asshole heading for villain-hood. Even if he was crazy, and acted the most like a villain, he knew what he was doing.
"I just think it's 'manly' to be outgoing and help people to the best of you're abilities," Kishirima added.
"Idiot, she didn't ask you!" Bakugo said.
"Well it was going to come up sooner or later anyways. Why do you want to be a hero, Hinata-kun?"
Rin bit her lip. "Hmm, it's a secret," she said.
"You're all secrets..." Kishirima groaned. "How does one even pick you out in a crowd? You hide your face under a hood— you don't hang out with anyone, you won't talk during exercises. How do we even know you?"
"You don't," Rin simply said, turning on her heal and heading away. It wasn't her intention to make herself known– she'd be like Aizawa-sensei and keep her work to herself. She'd keep at a distance, no one would have to comment on her, or look her way. The whole sport festival? She wasn't too excited about because she'd watched it. It wasn't her style.
She ate her lunch alone, as usual. As often as she could try, at least.
Rin stood awkwardly in front of the open door, holding her bag and scanning the sea of students before her. First of all, she wanted to know why they were clamouring to see just one class, while it wasn't in session. Second of all, she wanted to leave, and she would disregard the first thought if her second wish was to be granted.
"If you'd excuse me," she said, politely as possible as she tried to get through.
"It's pointless to try and get a look at us!" Bakugo yelled. "So fuck off, damn mob."
Rin rolled her eyes. Oh no, she thought.
"I came to see what class 1-A is made of..." A boy slowly pushed through, sporting curly purple hair and dark circles. "But you're a straight up ass. Are all the kids this way? That's it, I see."
Class 1-A now all looked with a face a little similar to Bakugo's pissed off one.
"Hey, a lot of people end up in general studies because they fail the heroic test," the boy said. "Did you know that? So depending on how we do in the festival, some people will be moved to the hero course, some people will be replaced. So I'll pull out the rug from under your feet. Consider this a declaration of war."
Rin looked the kid up and down again, seeing him a head if not two taller than her and intentionally blocking her way. She knew it was pointless, she didn't care what amazing quirk he had because if he fought alone, and it wasn't useful in the least, it didn't matter. So whatever he thought she was capable of— he'd better shut down because pro hero wouldn't cut it. Perhaps intel, support, or sidekick to one was optional, but a path you move on alone wasn't going to work.
In her opinion, anyways. She was going to become a pro hero alone, not by being someone's sidekick, or having subordinates below her. Not by being someone's burden, or being held back by her dad's name.
"Hey!! I'm from class 1-B!" A boy with silver hair and thick light eyelashes jumped up. "I heard you beat some villains or whatever, so I came to see! But I don't want to hear it from a snot nosed punk!"
Bakugo just looked the newcomer in the eye. "Don't embarrass us at the event, okay?" he said, beginning to push through.
"You just made us new enemies!" Midoriya yelled from behind.
"It doesn't matter," Bakugo replied, turning his head. "None of that matters once you're at the top."
If only it were that easy, Rin thought. First she wanted to be at the top so her father would be proud of her success as a hero, and maybe, just maybe her mother wouldn't fear her as an up and coming Tempest 2.0, who would haunt her. She had to prove she was a hero— but if she pulled off her hood, they'd only see her dad, and she'd be ruined.
So she pushed through, heading home to prepare herself for the next two weeks. Studying ways to create her electricity– to apply her wind in dangerous ways. She knew she'd have to wear her gym clothes, so she needed to make do on her own.
And she begged her mom to watch her on TV, until the main family convinced her to join in with them since they decided to watch.
The event came quick, two weeks gone in a blur. The students of 1-A were all crammed into one room, sporting their P.E. clothes. Rin kept her hood on, no matter how hot it was going to get.
"Midoriya-san," Todoroki suddenly said, walking over to the curly haired boy. And he rarely talked to anyone.
"What is it, Todoroki-san...?" Midoriya looked up in surprise.
"In terms of practical strength, I'm above you. But you've managed to get All Might's eyes on you, right? I feel no need to pry into your personal life but, I'm going to beat you," Todoroki declared.
Rin turned her head to the declaration of war in surprise.
"Yeah, you're stronger, and the vast majority of people are no match for you, but even so!" Midoriya stood with his fists clenched, despite his negativity. "All the kids from other departments are aiming for the top with all their strength. So why shouldn't I?! I'm going to go for it with all my might, too!"
Rin looked down at her own hands, thinking back to the challenges declared at her before they'd even got wind of this event. She clenched her fists, looking at Bakugo's back as they all headed out to the stage. She took back her nervousness-- she would beat him. She just had to be brave. Yet that was the hardest challenge of all.