***One Week Later***
*(Y/N) POV*

“Hero names.”

The moment Midnight said that, my stomach began to twist into knots. Most of the class got super excited, and I could understand why. This was what they all had their hearts set on. I, on the other hand, wasn't exactly thrilled about becoming a hero. I just sat there and glared at my whiteboard, trying to think of something that would at least let me pass the seductive heroine’s judgement.

“You okay there, (Y/N)?” I jumped as a chair pulled up next to me, and the toothy redhead plonked down.

“U..Uh, yeah...I'm fine…” I replied meekly, picking up the whiteboard marker to make it look as though I was ready to write.

“If you say so! You just looked like you were trying to blow that thing up with your mind!” He tapped the edge of the board with his pointer and smirked playfully.

“If only...I just don't exactly have any ideas…” I admitted with a sigh whilst starting to doodle some squiggly lines.
“Aw, it'll come to ya!” He patted me on the back and I nearly fell off my chair pulling away, tensing up and startling the poor boy. “Uh..?”

“Sorry!” I immediately panicked and tried to think of an excuse. “M..my back’s still pretty sore from last week…”

I'm a shitty liar…

“Really? Damn, sorry, then! I hope I didn't make it worse…” Kirishima furrowed his brow and frowned, which made me feel guilty.

“N..no..it's oka-”

“Oi, Shitty Hair!” I'd quickly learned not to jump as much when Bakugou yelled, but it was still startling. We both turned to see the ashen blond leaning over his desk with his lips curled back over his teeth. “Don't touch her.” It didn't seem like many of the other students were paying much attention, but Kirishima was, and boy, did he look confused.

“Chill out, man! It's your fault her back still hurts, anyway...geez…” He mumbled, giving the now fuming boy his back and returning his attention to me. What really shocked me though was that Bakugou didn't fire back. He just literally bit his tongue and shifted his vicious glare down to his own desk.

What the hell was that all about..?

“What crawled up his ass and blew up? Bloody hell…” Kirishima mumbled before he began to smile again. “Anyway! Did you have any ideas at all? I can imagine you with a cute name! Something short and sweet!” He tilted his head, giving me a closed eyes grin as my face threatened to match the colour of his hair.

How can he say that so casually?!

I uttered a short, awkward cough to clear my throat and pushed my chair out.
“Well, I do have one...but...I need to check something with Sho...uh...with Aizawa...I'll be back…” Not giving him the chance to respond, I stood up and made my way over to the yellow lump on the floor. “Uh, Sho...can I talk to you for a sec?” I nudged the bag with my foot and it rolled over, revealing my brother’s exhausted face, complete with a juice box connected to his lips.

“No, you can't call yourself Creature again.” He said flatly, basically reading my mind. Crouching down beside him, I narrowed my eyes.
“But I-”

“No. That name is off limits, and I already told Midnight to reject it if you even tried. It carries a past you need to be forgetting and I won't allow it. End of story.” The prickling began when he opened his mouth, and it was quickly rising. My loose hair twitched at the ends and I felt my teeth clench together with brutal force.

“I'm not the one who decided to become a hero, Shota...I can't think of anything...especially not with this damn copycat quirk I'm stuck with...so just let me be Creature again...It fits, anyway…” I hissed under my breath. Noticing my temper rising, Aizawa sat up, still cocooned, and narrowed his eyes.

“Calm down. I'm not budging on this matter, so go back to your desk and think.”

I swear to god, I'll squeeze you out of that thing like a tube of toothpaste!

“Listen here, you-”

“KING EXPLOSION MURDER!” I froze and slowly turned to see Bakugou standing in front of the class, proudly displaying his board.

He...he didn't really just say that...did he..?

“You probably shouldn't use something like that…” Midnight said plainly, and Bakugou spun to face her.
“Why not?!”

Holy shit he's actually serious right now…

“You should be ‘Explosion Boy’!” Kirishima piped up from my desk, and I couldn't help but giggle a little behind my hand. The redhead glanced in my direction and gave me a cheeky wink.

“SHUT UP, SHITTY HAIR! YOU TOO, ERASERBITCH!” Bakugou snapped before storming back to his seat. My anger had dissipated after that, so I simply gave my brother a sour glare before trudging back to Kirishima.

“I'm assuming whatever you had in mind is a no go?” He asked as I dropped back into my chair.
“Yep…” I grumbled, feeling the urge to break something.

“Stay Calm”

Aizawa’s words rang in my head, over and over like a scratched record.

Calm...Wait a minute…

The way I nearly cracked the whiteboard in two made Kirishima edge back as I began to write, scrawling a messy name before leaping up to present my choice.

“LORD EXPLOSION MURDER!” I nearly tripped over air when Bakugou literally screamed his altered name.

“That's still no good…” Midnight waved him off, ignoring the way his board began to char in his hands. He went to stalk past me, bumping my shoulder in the process. He paused, only for a moment.

“Sorry…” He whispered, before resuming his path.

Did...he just...apologise?! No way...Nah...The smoke coming from his board must be weed smoke and I'm tripping titties...Yep...that must be it…

“(Y/N), sweetie! Kirishima! Would you two like to share?” I blinked and turned to see Kirishima standing behind me with his board tucked under his arm.

“I've had mine picked out for a while! I thought we could do it together!” He chuckled. Letting a small smile slip, I walked with him to stand at the front desk, nodding for him to go first.

“Sturdy Hero: Red Riot!” He sounded so proud announcing his choice, I couldn't help but let my smile grow a little wider.

“Red Riot?” Midnight repeated the name a little slower. “You're paying homage to the Chivalrous hero: Crimson Riot, right?” Nodding, Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

“Yeah...It’s pretty old fashioned...but the hero image I'm going for is Crimson himself!" Our under-dressed teacher nodded in approval and locked eyes with Kirishima.

“If you're bearing a name you admire, it'll come with much more pressure.” She pointed out. Clenching his fist, the boy at my side held it up by his chest.

“I'm prepared for that!”

Holy shit...he's so cool…

He turned and gave me a smile, nodding to the board in my hands.
“Your turn,(Y/N)!”

Oh god...how am I supposed to show mine after that damn speech?!

“Uh...the name I've chosen is…” Hesitantly, I turned the whiteboard around to show the class.

“‘Ataraxy’?” Midnight leaned in to get a closer look. “Isn't that an old French word for calm?”

Oh wow...okay...so she isn't just all tits and ass like I thought…

“Y..yeah...it means ‘a state of serene calmness’...I guess because I can erase quirks...it sometimes settles people down...or not...and there are a few other reasons I chose this...but I'd rather not go into that…” I babbled shyly, trying to avoid looking up at my classmates. As a teacher at UA, Midnight was well aware of my situation, so I knew I didn't need to explain myself further.

“I love it! Chic and meaningful!” She clapped her hands together giddily. Releasing a shaky sigh, I scuttled back to my desk. My eyes met Aizawa’s and he smiled a little, nodding in approval. I couldn't help but stick my tongue out at him childishly, but quickly pulled it back into my mouth when Kirishima returned a few moments later.

“Just like I suggested! Short and sweet! Kinda like you, I guess!” His nose crinkled along with his smile and my chest nearly gained a hole where my heart tried to leap out.

Can you not?! Like...can you actually not?!

“Sounds like a disease…” My ears picked up that gritty mutter coming from somewhere behind me, and I didn't need to turn to see who it belonged to.

“At least mine didn't get rejected, Mr. Burns…” I taunted, instantly smelling burning wood.

“Bakugou, could you perhaps refrain from settling the desks alight?”

“WHY DOES THIS ROOM NOT HAVE A FIRE EXTINGUISHER! THIS IS A VIOLATION OF THE HEALTH AND SAFETY AMENDMENT, ESTABLISHED IN-”

“DO YOU WANT YOUR GLASSES TO BE LODGED UP YOUR ASS?!”
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***A bit of a filler, but I fell in love with the hero name I chose! Also, flirty Kirishima is my life so expect that. A LOT...***