"A Hero is what i want to be when I'm older!"

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sitting in class you looked outside the classrooms window while all the kids explained what they wanted to be when they were older.

"A hero!"

It was everyone's dream in the 1st grade to be a hero, even if they didn't have quirks or quirks not strong enough to be one.

"(L/N)-chan. what about you?" your teacher asked as you came back to reality.
"What do you want to be when you're older?" she asked you in a sweet tone like she does everyday.

you stayed quiet for a bit to think about it. "um... it would be nice if I could help my dad back in his workshop!" you say, your little eyes widen in excitement thinking of the things you could do once you were older.

"what? you don't want to be a hero?" a kid asked, turning in his chair.

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"(Y/N), get up! you're gonna be late for school" your mom shook you awake. "wha-huh?" you said looking at the clock. you yelp running over to get changed making a mess along the way. you ran to the kitchen and grabbed an apple and ran out the door.

it hadn't been that long since you were accepted into U.A. it all felt like a dream. sure with your quirk you didn't get accepted into the hero course, which you didn't want to–but either way you still got accepted which was surreal to you. you ran through the door and slid into your chair.

you sighed as a girl next to you began to giggle. "What do you want hatsume?" you asked looking over to the pink-haired girl sitting next to you. "you were almost late." she cackled.

"and that's funny because?"

"you didn't even put on your uniform correctly and you didn't brush your hair..you look like a mess!" she laughed holding onto her stomach. "shut up! i'll fix it later" you sighed slumping further into your chair.

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"hey, (Y/N)!" Hastume yelled across the classroom you were in. you were talking to power loader, your teacher, about a blueprint you had been wanting to make, so you showed it to your teacher first. to make sure there weren't any mistakes. "well– excuse me," you said, turning to face the girl across the room, waving her hands around.
"what do you need?"

it had been pure coincidence that the two of you became friends. if you were being honest, you didn't want to be her friend in the first place.
yet here you are.

being friends with her.

"what did sensei say about our design?!" hatsume yelled as soon as you got to her.
"he was just about to say something—are you already working on it?!" you yelled snatching the machine from her hands.
she put her hands up in defense while slowly backing up as you disassembled the soon to be bomb in your hands.

It first started as a request from the teachers since the girl couldnt stop building things which soon led to an explosion.

...

"We want you to take care of her," power loader said, placing a hand on your shoulder.
"what? why?" you were so confused, you had never talked to her before.

Why would the teachers want you?
you of all people to be her personal babysitter?

"because.." he hesitated, "the school can't really spend money just because hatsume blows up the place. so they asked me to see if she could somehow..well, you know stop blowing up the place, and i thought of you, because of your quirk! you're able to sense danger, right? so you can quickly tell her to stop what she's doing before she blows up the place again!" power loader said, lifting up a finger as he explained. "with your quirk, you'll be able to tell if she's about to explode the class, right?" your teacher asked, he held on your shoulder tightening a bit.
He seemed kind of desperate.
you sighed pinching the bridge of your nose.

you knew just how full of herself she could be.
and, by past experiences, how much of a struggle it would be for you to "babysit" her.

you stood there giving as much thought into as you could but finally gave in.

"..fine"

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"oh sorry" you said as you bumped into someone. class had just ended and you were walking next to hatsume as you both walked out the school. "nah it's fine, dont worry about it," the boy said. you looked up at the boy. He had black hair that went right about shoulder length, and had a rather big goofy grin. you couldn't help but to slightly smile back at the boy in front of you.

you had to admit...the boy was cute.

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(Little A/N, you dont have to read it tho)

lol i tried to make it look fancy...i honestly think i failed at that :,D but anyways, the long awaited edited chapter. the others will come along soon, just need to figure out how i want this story to go, because if i'm being honest, the original went too quick, plus the chapters were so short..it was insane. so imma try to extend the story as well as to give you more sero as well..thank you for waiting and for your support as well, i never expected this book to get this many reads, cause i don't know about you but 3k reads is A LOT of reads...for me. but still thank you all so much i'll be editing and updating more for you guys soon;)