After internships, (Y/n) decided to spend a night at her father's place. She knew he had been worried about her well-being and safety, especially after everything that had happened during her internships. She felt that her presence would bring reassurance and comfort to him. She missed being with her father, having been unable to communicate with him after a long week of cases. When she arrived, she got a lecture about taking better care of herself and being more careful, especially after learning about the appearance of Jack Frost and her previous encounters with him.

Despite his concerns and desire to investigate more about Jack Frost, All Might wanted to be with his little girl without worrying about anything else. The past week had been stressful, and he cherished the moments he could spend with her.

Stitch was no exception to the overprotective behavior. He clung to (Y/n)'s waist for the remainder of her stay, protesting whenever she needed to go outside. His stubbornness was only broken by a few simple slices of cake offered by Miketsukumi, which managed to distract him momentarily.

The evening was spent watching a nice movie with light snacks and playing night games. (Y/n) felt a moment of peace she hadn't experienced in a while. Stitch cuddled close to her, providing a comforting presence.

The next morning, (Y/n) woke up, sweating profoundly but was amused to see Stitch curled beside her. She patted his head, and he wiggled his tail in delight before pouncing playfully at her neck. Laughing, she gently pushed him away and got up from bed.

After taking a slow cold shower and getting dressed, she went downstairs to the kitchen, the smell of breakfast wafting through the air. All Might was there, in his skinny form, cooking a hearty meal.

"Good morning, Papa," (Y/n) greeted cheerfully, her voice filled with warmth.

"Good morning, sweetheart," All Might replied with a smile that could light up a room. "I made you breakfast." He placed a plate in front of her, showcasing a perfectly rolled omelet, crispy bacon, golden toast, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

"Did you get any help from Soushi?" (Y/n) asked playfully, her eyes twinkling as she glanced at Miketsukumi, who was setting his own plate down at the table, dressed in his neat uniform.

"For your information, he only did the garnish, thank you very much. Was my cooking that bad?" All Might pouted, his shoulders slumping dramatically, though his eyes held a playful glint.

"That is correct, Ms. (Y/n). Your father did an excellent job with the cooking, but for safety precautions, I had the fire extinguisher in hand just in case," Miketsukumi said with a closed-eyed smile, taking a bite of his eggs.

(Y/n) laughed, her melodious giggle filling the room, while All Might slouched lower, pretending to play with his food in mock dejection.

"So, would we as a class be having another battle training for class?" (Y/n) asked as she took a couple of bites of her breakfast, her curiosity piqued.

"It's going to be different today," All Might replied. "We're going to see how much they have improved over one week after internships. It's surprising to see how different one can change after just one week."

"That's good. In all honesty, I doubt that anything changed in my case," (Y/n) said, finishing her omelet with a satisfied smile.

"Miss (Y/n), though I admire your humility, there is no shame in giving yourself some credibility. You've made significant progress in the hero world," Miketsukumi said, his voice filled with sincerity. "More importantly, you are making strides in controlling your full demon form, especially after that wretched Nomu snatched you and pierced you deeply, as well as maintaining your ground against Stain despite the surge of dark energy flowing through you. That is something to highlight concerning your improvement." He placed his hand gently on top of hers, his eyes meeting hers with genuine admiration.

(Y/n) squeezed his hand in return, feeling the warmth of his support. "Thank you, Soushi. I also left a message for Uncle Sho about announcing to my class about me being a Pro. With the media present at the crime scene during internship week, it's only a matter of time before they start asking questions," she said, finishing her plate and placing her chopsticks down.

"That seems understandable," Miketsukumi commented.

All Might coughed and sighed, looking at his daughter with a mixture of pride and concern. "Talking about announcements..."

"Oh, I'm going to be late if I don't leave now!" (Y/n) exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise as she glanced at the nearby clock. She rushed to clean her plate, Stitch following behind with her bag and a bento box balanced over his head, trying to keep up with her fast pace.

"Wait, (Y/n)," All Might called out as he stood up from his seat. (Y/n) paused, just a few feet from the door, as Stitch slung her bags over her shoulder, changed her shoes, and fixed her tie with lightning speed. She turned to look back at All Might, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"Hm?"

Sighing, All Might rubbed his neck and gave a small smile. "Nevermind. I'll tell you at school."

"Okay. I'll see you at school. Enjoy breakfast," (Y/n) said as she opened the door, only to be stopped again by Miketsukumi.

"Miss (Y/n), since you've had a long week, would you like me to drive you to school?" Miketsukumi offered.

Ooh! Ih Ih! Me too! Me too! Stitch exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he eyed the fancy black vehicle parked outside.

"Thank you, Soushi, but I think a nice stroll to school would be nice. Maybe next time, and I'll be sure to bring Stitch along for the ride as well," (Y/n) replied with a small pat on Stitch's head. Stitch pouted but quickly cheered up, waving goodbye as (Y/n) stepped out of the house

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(Y/n) decided to take a different route to school, enjoying the fresh morning air after a whole week of internships. The path she chose was quieter, lined with cherry blossom trees just beginning to bloom. She savored the serene atmosphere, appreciating the gentle rustling of leaves and the occasional chirping of birds.

As she walked, she heard someone calling her name from behind. She turned to see Hitoshi Shinso jogging to catch up with her. His familiar, lazy grin spread across his face as he finally reached her.

"Hey, (Y/n)," he greeted, slightly out of breath but pleased to see her. "Mind if I join you on your walk to school?"

"Shinso. Good Morning!. Not at all. I'd love the company," (Y/n) replied with a warm smile.

They continued walking together, their footsteps in sync. Hitoshi kept stealing glances at (Y/n), trying to think of something witty to say. He had always admired her strength and kindness, and now, walking beside her, he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"So, I heard about you going against the Hero Killer," Hitoshi began, trying to sound casual. "My dad works at the hospital you were treated, and he mentioned you were involved in the attack that night."

(Y/n) nodded, her expression becoming serious. "Yeah, it was a tough fight. He was incredibly strong, and his convictions were terrifying. But we managed to stop him. It wasn't easy, though."

Hitoshi admired her humility and bravery. "You are something else, you know that?" he said, trying to keep his tone light and flirtatious. "I mean, taking on the Hero Killer and still looking this good? It's almost unfair."

(Y/n) laughed, brushing off the compliment as she usually did. "Oh, come on, Shinso. I was just doing what was right, like everyone else. Besides, it's not like I did it alone. I had help from my friends, Endeavor, and some other pro heroes."

Hitoshi shook his head, finding her obliviousness endearing. "Still, it's impressive. It would be best if you gave yourself more credit. Not everyone can say they've faced a villain like that and come out on top."

She shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed. "Thanks, Shinso. But really, I couldn't have done it alone. It's a team effort."

Hitoshi's grin widened. "You're too humble, (Y/n). It's one of the things I like about you."

She glanced at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

He chuckled, realizing she hadn't caught his meaning. "Never mind."

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As (Y/n) and Hitoshi walked through the school gates, their friendly banter continued, drawing the attention of several male students who couldn't help but notice how close they seemed. Some of the boys glared at Hitoshi, their expressions ranging from annoyance to outright jealousy. Hitoshi, however, couldn't help but smirk at their reactions, making a brief but mocking eye contact with a few of them.

They walked down the hallways, chatting animatedly about their weekend plans and upcoming classes. Despite their conversation, Hitoshi was acutely aware of the looks they were getting. He found it amusing, especially when he noticed Todoroki and Midoriya among the crowd. Both seemed less than pleased by the sight of Hitoshi walking so close to (Y/n).

Todoroki's usually calm demeanor was strained, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched them. He subtly tried to inch closer to (Y/n), his steps deliberate and measured. Midoriya, on the other hand, was more obvious in his discomfort. His eyes were wide, and he kept glancing nervously at Hitoshi and (Y/n) as he edged his way through the crowd, clearly bothered by their closeness.

Despite the growing tension, (Y/n) remained blissfully unaware, continuing her conversation with Hitoshi. "So, did your dad say anything else about the Hero Killer incident?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Hitoshi shook his head, his smirk turning into a more genuine smile as he focused back on her. "Not much, just that he was impressed by how well you handled everything. He said you were quite the hero after hearing it from the other heroes that were present at the "

(Y/n) blushed slightly, her modesty shining through. "Oh Please Hitoshi, I am flattered ."

Hitoshi leaned in a bit closer, his voice dropping to a more intimate tone. "You know, (Y/n), seeing you blush like this makes you look cute."

(Y/n) blushed even more as she felt her cheeks warming as she giggled cutely, making Midoriya and Todoroki blush from behind from her reaction but were not pleased to know that it was someone else who got her to laugh like that.

"But in all honesty, it's not just about what you did. It's about who you are. You're incredible, and I think you don't hear that enough." Said Hitoshi as he leaned closer to her face.

(Y/n) laughed lightly, not fully grasping the romantic undertone. "Thanks, Shinso. That means a lot."

He grinned, enjoying the way her laugh sounded. "You know, we should hang out more often. Maybe grab a coffee after school or something?"

(Y/n) nodded enthusiastically. "I'd like that, Hitoshi. It's great to have friends to share these experiences with."

As they continued walking, Todoroki and Midoriya followed closely behind, their expressions a mix of frustration and concern. They exchanged glances, both wanting to intervene but unsure of how to do so without causing a scene.

Hitoshi, sensing their presence, decided to push his luck a bit further sensing the two boys closer. "You know, (Y/n), I've been meaning to tell you... you have the most beautiful smile. It's honestly one of the best parts of my day."

(Y/n) blushed deeper, still not fully understanding his intentions. "Thank you, Hitoshi. That's sweet of you to say. You have a wonderful smile as well."

Todoroki and Midoriya's expressions darkened slightly, but they kept their distance, respecting (Y/n)'s space and hoping she would pick up on Hitoshi's advances on her own.

As they reached their classroom, (Y/n) turned to Hitoshi, her smile bright and warm. "Thanks for walking with me. I'll see you around!"

Hitoshi nodded, though the latter two were still glaring at Hitoshi as he made his way to his class. Hitoshi gave them a final smirk and a casual wave before heading down the hallway.

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Walking inside, she was first struck by the sound of loud laughter emerging from the room.

"Hahahahahaha! Holy crap! What the heck, Bakugou?" Sero and Kirishima laughed in unison, tears streaming down their faces as they stared at Bakugou's new hairstyle.

"Stop laughing! My hair's gotten used to this, and now I can't get it back to normal! Did you not hear me?! I'll kill you both!" Bakugou yelled fists clenched in frustration.

Making her way between the boys who were still dying of laughter, (Y/n) faced Bakugou eye to eye. He froze in his spot, mouth agape as she clasped her hands together, her cheeks warming with a pink blush.

"Wow, Katsuki, I love your hairstyle!" (Y/n) squealed, reaching out to touch his hair and stroking the top of it. "You look really cute with that new look."

Bakugou's heart rate skyrocketed, making it hard for him to comprehend reality as all he could hear was the echo of (Y/n)'s compliment. His momentary bliss was shattered by his classmates' continued laughter and mocking remarks.

"I'd like to see you try, Pretty Boy!"

Gritting his teeth in anger and clenching his fists, Bakugou's hair suddenly reverted to its usual spiky form. The force of the change startled (Y/n), causing her to take a step back. Bakugou, filled with a mix of anger and embarrassment, pushed past her slightly as he made his way toward the boys.

"What did you call me?!" he roared.

"Hey, there it goes!" the boys said again in unison, laughing even harder.

(Y/n) yawned and made her way to her desk, putting her head down to catch up more on some sleep while also hearing what everyone in the room was saying.

"Awesome! Did you get to face actual villains? I'm super jealous," said Mina, chatting animatedly with Jiro as she sat at her desk.

"Well, I didn't fight. I just helped people evacuate and provided logistical support," Jiro replied, twirling her earlobe absentmindedly.

"But it still sounds like so much fun," Mina said, her eyes wide with excitement.

"I spent the whole time training and cleaning the ship deck. However, there was this one day when we caught a bunch of drug smugglers," Asui recalled, her expression thoughtful.

"Ok, that's cool!" Mina and Jiro said in unison, their voices filled with amazement.

"What about you, Ochaco? How was your week?" asked Asui, turning her attention toward Ochaco. They were caught off guard by the sudden intensity in Ochaco's expression.

"I'd say it was very enlightening," Ochaco replied with calm confidence.

"I think she found her fighting spirit," Asui commented, observing Ochaco's new firm demeanor.

"Yeah, that battle hero must've been something else," Jiro added, nodding in agreement.

"After one week, she's like a different person," Kaminari noted as he stood close to Mineta, both watching Ochaco's transformation.

"Different? Don't be fooled, Kaminari. All women are demons at heart. They just hide their true personalities behind pretty faces," Mineta said, shivering slightly.

"What the heck did Mt. Lady do to you? Everyone at my internship loved me. It was actually kind of great. Now, if you wanna talk about the ones who changed, it's those four," Kaminari said, eyeing Midoriya, Todoroki, Ida, and (Y/n).

"Oh yeah! The Hero Killer!" Sero said, pitching into the conversation despite being grabbed harshly by Bakugou.

"Glad you guys made it back alive, seriously," Kirishima added, also in the same situation as Sero but genuinely expressing his relief.

This got the majority of the students to gather around the four, eager to hear more about their experience.

"You were lucky Endeavor and (Y/n) showed up and saved you guys," commented one of the students.

"So cool. Just what I'd expect from the Number Two Hero!" Hagaruke added, her invisible form bouncing with excitement.

"Yeah, that's right. They saved us," Todoroki said neutrally, his tone not giving away much.

"Did you guys hear the news about the Hero Killer? Everyone's been saying that he was somehow connected to the League of Villains. Can you imagine how frightening it would've been if that creep had been there when they attacked the USJ?" Oijiro said, his voice tinged with concern.

"He's scary, yeah. But did you see him in that weird video? It's all over the internet. Stain's a pretty evil villain, but like, super tenacious. Don't you guys think it's kind of cool?" Kaminari said, trying to sound casual but immediately regretting it.

"Kaminari!" Midoriya exclaimed worryingly, his eyes wide with alarm. Kaminari quickly looked at Ida and (Y/n), feeling guilty for his words.

"It's fine. It's true. He's quite a tenacious villain," Ida said, looking down at his left arm, his voice filled with a mix of resolve and sorrow.

"I understand why people might think he was cool. But instead of helping the world, his beliefs led him to cold-blooded murder. No matter his motives, killing cannot be condoned," (Y/n) added, her voice firm and unwavering.

The room grew silent as the weight of her words settled in. The students nodded in agreement, understanding the gravity of the situation and the harsh realities of being a hero

"Come to think of it going back to Endeavor, it's pretty how you were able to assist Endeavor in catching the Hero Killer?" Asked Kaminari as he tried to look at the brighter side. This got the class to perk up.

"Oh yeah, that's true! You've been all over the news lately. Especially with people recording you saving a kid from being hit by a truck." Said Jiro as she brought up her phone watching a saved video.

"Woah! Really?! I wanna know all about it!" Said Ochaco.

"Alright, enough chit-chat," said Aizawa as he walked into the classroom. "Before we begin, your classmate has something to share. (Y/n)?"

(Y/n) stood up and made her way to the front of the classroom, clearing her throat to address her peers. "As you all know, I promised that I would reveal more about myself when the time comes. I think this is another good time to share something else about me."

Some of the students leaned in, eager to hear more. Others, who already knew parts of her story, feigned surprise to match the excitement of their classmates.

"Some of you may or may not know that I was assisting Endeavor in the capture of the Hero Killer. There have been some news and questions about me, so I want to answer them before you all make any assumptions. I was on the scene without the