When you walked to school today, you heard an annoying chatting coming up ahead. You instantly knew where it was coming from, reporters.
Ugh.
Back at Fairy Tail, Mira took you to one of her photo shoots- although you refused the photographs, they still managed to press a few different questions outta you.
Like your hobbies, favourite colour, best friend, exceed, and a bit more of your magic.
They were really annoying, like, 

really, 

really ,

 really annoying. 

What were they here, for?

All Might. Like bro, yall need to back off. 

Bakugou got swarmed by reporters ahead of you, and he comically scared them off. Kirishima and Mina looked on with amusement. 

'Hey, YN, how do you even deal with living with him?' Mina asked. 

'yeah, YN, did you see how easily he scared off those reporters? He only said a few sentences!'

'YN? Are you even listening-'

'Tell us a bit of All Might!'

'Yeah! Tell us!' the reporters stuck their microphones in your faces.

'𝕭𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖔𝖋𝖋.' you growled, venom lacing your voice. You felt uneasy today, your dragon slayer senses were going haywire. Something was off. 

The reporters were taken aback by your dark tone of voice, a little shaken. Hah. What was there to expect? You hung around Mirajane and Erza a lot.

'Just one comment!' they pressed.

'𝕭𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖔𝖋𝖋!' you murmured. You were pissed. Really really pissed.

Your senses were so sensitive that every breath of air you took was painful.

'C'mon, you wanna be a future hero, right? Tell us how All Might is teaching you and stuff!'

Shit.

Now your demon senses too. 

Gripping the arm which had you Alvarez mark, you resisted the urge to roar at them.

'Ĩ̷̧̨̤̬̺̙̏̿̿͘ ̴̛͍͇͕͚̹̰̩͋̊́̀̐̐̓s̷̭̗̟̣͇̿̈́̈͆̕ä̷̘͓͖̞̞͔̮̬͕͕́̅͑͌̍̾į̸̨̘͉̖̭̋͛͌͝͠ͅd̴̺̹̍̒̌͆̕,̷̣͖͋̐̎͋͋͂͋̄̕͠ ̷̞͙̤̄̎̈̂ͅb̸̧̮̪͓̥͔͍̼͔̺̏͆̒̽͛̆̋͝a̵̮͈̠̘̝̭̣̐c̵̡̨̧̙̪͚̠̮̖̗̀̽̋̈́̂̅̈̚k̸̨̲̞̻͚͈͈̭̹͋̄̌̚ ̸̡̣̝̘̱͍̦̱͂̊̄͋͑͜͜ȍ̷̖̤̩͔̀̒͒̀̓ͅf̶̢̛̝̬̺̫͈̤͊͂͛́̎͒̊͜ͅf̸̣̱̗̦̈́!̵̼͈̥̂͋́̇̄̅͛̕̚͝' 

Your pupils shrunk into cat like slits, you EC eyes glowing faintly.  Gripping your arm even tighter, your nails became more sharp and pointed. But nowhere nearly as sharp as your dragon force OR your etherious form. 

The crowd backed off, scared.

You sighed, apologising to your friends next to you. 'Sorry  just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.' You hurried off. Something was wrong. Shaking your head, you continued walking to your classroom. 

Mina Kirishima and Denki, who had appeared suddenly, looked at you in worry before hurrying off to annoy Bakugou. 

r̷̢͍͕͔̗͔͙̞̝͊̑̉̏̓̔͊͝ĩ̵͎̻̍́̈́͝n̴̰̙̫̐̆̂̀͛̓͗͆g̷͖͔͇̤̘̀̈̊͗̓͌̃͛͝r̷̗̉̉͐͐̓̇i̸̢͙͖̙̠̣͍͌̎́͋n̶͇̲̦̺̥̮͔̮͉͇̒̾̑̋̄͗̄g̶̛̞̼͗̈́̍̓̏͛̓̓̑r̶̨̰̼͇̩͖͉͐̅̔͛͊͠ȋ̸̛̬͇̥͖̤̻͚̀ͅͅn̴̡̜̜̘̝͛̆ġ̴͎̠͎̪̜̠̥̩͐̎͘ŗ̷̛͓̘̫͚͙̻̟̫̈́̿̏͋̿̊̿ḭ̵̢̩̺̤͖̊͛̇͝ǹ̶̻̌̈́̀̂̐́͐̚͘g̸̫̱̘̜̮̣̒̉̈́̄͘͜r̷̢͍͕͔̗͔͙̞̝͊̑̉̏̓̔͊͝ĩ̵͎̻̍́̈́͝n̴̰̙̫̐̆̂̀͛̓͗͆g̷͖͔͇̤̘̀̈̊͗̓͌̃͛͝r̷̗̉̉͐͐̓̇i̸̢͙͖̙̠̣͍͌̎́͋n̶͇̲̦̺̥̮͔̮͉͇̒̾̑̋̄͗̄g̶̛̞̼͗̈́̍̓̏͛̓̓̑r̶̨̰̼͇̩͖͉͐̅̔͛͊͠ȋ̸̛̬͇̥͖̤̻͚̀ͅͅn̴̡̜̜̘̝͛̆ġ̴͎̠͎̪̜̠̥̩͐̎͘ŗ̷̛͓̘̫͚͙̻̟̫̈́̿̏͋̿̊̿ḭ̵̢̩̺̤͖̊͛̇͝ǹ̶̻̌̈́̀̂̐́͐̚͘g̸̫̱̘̜̮̣̒̉̈́̄͘͜r̷̢͍͕͔̗͔͙̞̝͊̑̉̏̓̔͊͝ĩ̵͎̻̍́̈́͝n̴̰̙̫̐̆̂̀͛̓͗͆g̷͖͔͇̤̘̀̈̊͗̓͌̃͛͝r̷̗̉̉͐͐̓̇i̸̢͙͖̙̠̣͍͌̎́͋n̶͇̲̦̺̥̮͔̮͉͇̒̾̑̋̄͗̄g̶̛̞̼͗̈́̍̓̏͛̓̓̑r̶̨̰̼͇̩͖͉͐̅̔͛͊͠ȋ̸̛̬͇̥͖̤̻͚̀ͅͅn̴̡̜̜̘̝͛̆ġ̴͎̠͎̪̜̠̥̩͐̎͘ŗ̷̛͓̘̫͚͙̻̟̫̈́̿̏͋̿̊̿ḭ̵̢̩̺̤͖̊͛̇͝ǹ̶̻̌̈́̀̂̐́͐̚͘g̸̫̱̘̜̮̣̒̉̈́̄͘͜r̷̢͍͕͔̗͔͙̞̝͊̑̉̏̓̔͊͝ĩ̵͎̻̍́̈́͝n̴̰̙̫̐̆̂̀͛̓͗͆g̷͖͔͇̤̘̀̈̊͗̓͌̃͛͝r̷̗̉̉͐͐̓̇i̸̢͙͖̙̠̣͍͌̎́͋n̶͇̲̦̺̥̮͔̮͉͇̒̾̑̋̄͗̄g̶̛̞̼͗̈́̍̓̏͛̓̓̑r̶̨̰̼͇̩͖͉͐̅̔͛͊͠ȋ̸̛̬͇̥͖̤̻͚̀ͅͅn̴̡̜̜̘̝͛̆ġ̴͎̠͎̪̜̠̥̩͐̎͘ŗ̷̛͓̘̫͚͙̻̟̫̈́̿̏͋̿̊̿ḭ̵̢̩̺̤͖̊͛̇͝ǹ̶̻̌̈́̀̂̐́͐̚͘g̸̫̱̘̜̮̣̒̉̈́̄͘͜

You were in pain. Every little scratch of a pencil sounded like the screech of tires. Every little word sounded like someone repeatedly clanging a wok in your ears. Ever breath of air stung your lungs- your brain was ringing. To make matters worse, the class had to pick a class representative, and apparently everyone wanted that spot. 

 Annoyance rolled off you in nearly tangible waves at lunch. Everyone had toned down a bit, scared of your wrath, but it wasn't nearly quiet enough.

Nothing could go worse you thought. Squeezing your fist, your chopsticks snapped in half. 

'Y-Y-YN!' A nervous Izuku called out.

ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲＩＮＧ ＲI-

You snapped your chopsticks into four bits, with just your palm. Evacuation? Third- breach? wHY THE FUCK COULDN'T EVERYONE LEAVE YOU ALONE? 

In the end, Uraraka had to make you float, because you refused to move. But then she lost her grip on you and you flew up to the ceiling. Sitting in midair sulking, you decided to glare at the entire crowd of people. You spotted Iida, floating up from Uraraka's quirk and had a rough idea of what he was trying to do, so you sent a tiny wind roar at him. He probably was going to tell everyone to shut the fuck up in a more polite way.  Well, the roar was tiny for you. Iida launched forward from the unexpected boost, landing on top of the exit sign more harshly than he had originally planned to. 

'Everybody! Please remain calm! From what I have figured, it's just the media outside! Please remain calm! This is UA, so lets act in away that people expect from the best of the best!'

Forgetting your splitting headache for a moment, you stared at Iida in awe. Erza would have calmed everybody with sheer strength and her sword, and it was the first time you've actually seen someone calm a stampede of people with just a few words. Iida had your respect.

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After Iida was swapped with Midoryia for the role of class captain, Aizawa announced that they would be having basic hero training- with three teachers. Him, Thirteen, and All Might. 

'Hai! Aizawa-sensei, what will we be doing?' Sero yelled out.

Aizawa held out a card that said- 'RESCUE'.

'Disasters, shipwrecks, and anything in between. It's rescue training.' 

A bunch of murmurs filled the class. Your head started to throb more. Why was everything so wrong? A prickling sensation crawled up your back, and you felt sick. Your stomach dropped, and your palms began to sweat. The last time you felt like this was when the dragons attacked. Squeezing your fists in aggravation, you ignored it. 

~~~ 

To Iida's dismay, the bus wasn't how he thought it be like, and he was gloomy. 

'-aye, aye, but if your talking about flashy and strong, it must be Bakugou, Todoroki or YN!'' Kirishima continued with his sentence that you weren't really listening to. You had more important things to take care of, such as your motion sickness.

'Bakugou's always mad, it doesn't seem like he'll be too popular as a hero tho,' Tsu commented. 

'WHAT THE HELL, YOU WANT TO FIGHT?!' Bakugou yelled out. 

'See?'

'We haven't known each other for very long, but its amazing that everyone already knows Bakugou's personality is crap seeped in sewage.' Denki commented. 

'What's with that vocabulary, you bastard?! I'll kill you!' Bakugou shouted. 

Meanwhile, Midoyria panicked over the fact that the bully was getting bullied, you fell to the floor, unable to move.

'YN! Are you alright?' someone screamed.

You groaned, face green.

'Bakugou's just an angry dog. Uuugggrrrrhh... All bark, no bite. Hhhurp... Kill meeeee...' You trailed off, eyes swirling. 

'YN!' Momo gasped. 

'She's even able to insult Bakugou, at this state! Incredible!' Uraraka praised, giving you a thumbs up. Jirou looked at you with worry. 'Are you alright?'

'ARGH! I'LL KILL YOU!' an angry Bakadog yelled at you. 

'I'd like to see you try...urppp... urghh, you know what? Since Bakugou can't do it, Kirishima, knock me out please.' you requested.

Kiri sweatdropped. 'Uhhh, sorry, YN, but I refuse to hit a friend unless in sparring matches.'

'Halppp me...' The bus stopped, and you shoved everyone out of the way. Face planting the ground, you sighed in relief. 

Your headache didn't go away tho, in fact, it only grew stronger the closer you walked toward the USJ.

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