I walked into class with Eijirou, instantly becoming nervous when I saw Mr. Aizawa.

Would he recognize me? I did actually fight him this time around, unlike the USJ incident.

"Good morning, Mr. Aizawa. How's it going?" I called out casually, trying to test the waters.

"I'm here, aren't I?" Aizawa grumbled out to me tiredly, trudging over to write an assignment on the board.

Good. He seemed completely normal.

.......

I forced my eyes to stay awake, as Aizawa's monotone voice floated through the lesson.

I wasn't in much of a talking mood today. My face was still throbbing from the hits Eijirou and Midnight gave me.

I was exhausted. This situation with All Might and the league of villains has been keeping me up at night now.

"As you'll see on the board, here are the heroes who would like students to intern with them, after seeing the results from the sports festival. Don't feel bad if you're not on there. There's always next year." Aizawa stated, displaying the results on the board.

My eyes began drooping closed again, until I heard the cheerful voice next to me.

"No way!!! I can't believe an agency requested me to intern with them!!" Eijirou cheered quietly, his eyes lighting up in shock.

I felt rejuvenated at his words. "See!? I told you that you were impressive at the sports festival!! Where's the agency?" I asked Eijirou, scooting my seat closer to him.

"It's in Hosu, with the pro hero Fourth Kind! Wow, Margo!! This is crazy! I can't believe he picked me." He grinned, looking at me now.

"Well, I can definitely believe it. I've always thought you were pretty great." I said softly, placing my hand on his shoulder.

Stop it, Margo. Just be friends with him.

"Thanks, Margo." He uttered back, his cheeks turning slightly pink.

"We should do something to celebrate!" I blurted out.

No we shouldn't. Stop trying to get closer with him.

"Y-Yeah totally. What are you....um...what are you doing this weekend?" Eijirou asked nervously, running a hand through his hair.

"Hanging out with you now." I smirked, tucking my hair behind my ear.

Eijirou immediately lightened up at my words, lightly biting his lip.

Shit. He looked really hot when he did that.

"Well, I like the sound of that. It's a date!" He exclaimed, before his eyes went wide with panic.

"UH! Wait. You know what I mean, Margo! I didn't mean a real date. I just meant—"

"Hah, it's okay. I know what you meant." I giggled, watching his flustered face.

Before we could speak again, Midnight came into the room.

Shit. Another person I really hoped didn't recognize me.

"Okay youthful students! Today we are going to be picking your hero names!" Midnight clapped, her eyes scanning the class.

I propped my elbow up on the table, resting my chin in my hand, to hide my bruised face from her.

Hopefully, she won't even notice me—

"And Margo?" Midnight asked, shooting me a warm smile.

My heart jumped out of my chest now.

"Yes?" I simply shrugged, trying to act as calm as possible.

"Since you're still catching up with all the school work and hero drills, unfortunately we can't pick your name right now. But, make sure you're paying attention so you understand the criteria when it's your time to pick. Alright?!" Midnight cheered, playfully pointing her whip at me to make sure I was listening.

I still have a burn on my shoulder from that damn whip.

"Sounds great!" I chimed out, wanting her attention off me.

I sat back, listening to everyone come up with their names.

Since I wasn't allowed to pick out my own name, I decided to have fun with it and threw some ideas out for everyone else's names.

I mean, it's not like I'd ever get to pick my own hero name anyway.

Is it bad that a part of me was kind of...disappointed?

"I don't know, Mina. I thought Pinky was better than Alien Queen." I shrugged, stretching my arms over my head.

"Hmm. I'll write them both down as options." Mina said, lost in thought as she furiously scribbled ideas.

I lazily looked over, seeing Bakugou angrily writing words down a mile a minute.

"And what do we have here?" I sang out, snatching the paper off his desk.

"HUH?! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, BITCH!??—

"Murder King? Explosion Death? Blasty McSplode? King Explosion? What the hell kind of names are these??" I called out, hearing Eijirou crack up next to me.

Bakugou snatched the paper out of my hand now, accidentally exploding it to a crisp out of anger.

"DID I ASK FOR YOUR INPUT!?! A-AND BESIDES, THOSE ARE FUCKING AMAZING NAMES!!" He screamed out, sounding a tad unsure at the end.

I smirked to myself, knowing he was second guessing himself now.

"Hmm. You're right. They're not bad. But, they don't sound like number one hero names to me." I reasoned, looking over to Eijirou now.

Eijirou raised his eyebrows at me, deciding to play along.

"Yeah man. She's right. You can do better." He encouraged Bakugou.

"For example, I have some ideas you might like." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"I don't need your input!!" Bakugou reflexively snapped at me, before calming down.

"Well, you have explosion, king, and murder. I could totally see it: The number one hero...King Explosion Murder." I stated dramatically, seeing Eijirou trying not to laugh.

Bakugou's eyes lit up at my words, his face turning smug and cocky now.

"King Explosion Murder.....Hah.....alright. That's not half bad, Flat Chest..." he muttered, quickly writing down the name I gave him.

We quieted down as people began presenting their names.

"Hey, what name did you pick?" I whispered to Eijirou, as people started presenting their names.

He smiled at me sheepishly now.

"W-Well, you know Crimson Riot? I kind of named my hero name after him. Except mine is Red Riot." He said, his face turning a little red.

"Hey that's pretty badass! A lot better than King Explosion Murder!" I joked, causing Eijirou to laugh.

"Thanks! I want to be a great hero, just like him someday." He grinned, jumping in slight surprise, as Bakugou began yelling.

"KING EXPLOSION MURDER!!!" He screamed, causing me to slam my head on the desk to keep from laughing.

He actually said it. Wow.

"Um. No." Midnight simply replied, waving him off.

Bakugou began yelling in anger, before returning to his seat.

I leaned over to him.

"Hey, that's fine. Just change it to Lord explosion murder instead of king. It will make all the difference." I whispered to him, hearing Eijirou and Kaminari snickering behind us.

Bakugou smirked proudly, as he wrote the name down.

"Hah...for a bitch, your ideas aren't absolutely horrible." He stated, going back up to present his new and improved name.

"Hey, I think he just gave you a compliment!" Eijirou teased.

"Yep. That's the start of our beautiful friendship, right there." I grinned smugly, leaning back in my chair as I waited for Bakugou to present "Lord Explosion Murder" to the class.

.......

"Hosu!!!" Shigaraki clapped, expecting Dabi and I to be excited with him.

Dabi and I simply stared at him, a bored expression plastered on our faces.

"Wow, nothing?! Seriously...you guys are no fun!" Shigaraki groaned out, twirling a vile of Nomu serum between four fingers.

"Why do you want to test the new Nomus out on a place like Hosu? Shouldn't you think more like the entire scale of Tokyo?" Dabi asked, lighting a cigarette.

"No, Dabi. I shouldn't! This is the first trial run of these Nomus. What if it's not successful?! That would be an embarrassment to me and him!!" Shigaraki yelled, referring to all for one.

I sighed, as I watched Shigaraki start scratching his neck anxiously.

I looked over to Dabi, shooting him a glare to silently scold him for making Shigaraki anxious again.

He simply scoffed and rolled his eyes at me.

Yep, he was still mad at me.

I simply remained quiet, as I continued sharpening my knives on the couch.

Truth be told, I didn't like Shigaraki's idea. Or Dabi's idea. I'm starting to find out I don't like any ideas that the league of villains actually throw out—

"Did you hear me, Margo?" Shigaraki said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"No." I simply replied, wanting to get out of this toxic environment.

"I said, has All Might shown any symptoms from the poisoned mug yet?" Shigaraki asked eagerly.

Oh right. That's another thing. I lied to Shigaraki and Dabi. I told them I did end up lining All Might's mug with the Nomu poison that night.

I'll be honest. I lied to them, because I was afraid of the consequences they would give me if they found out I didn't actually do it.

But, I wasn't afraid of them enough to actually poison All Might's cup.

"Um...not yet. He seems perfectly fine at school. Must be a bust, huh?" I shrugged carelessly, fixing up some of my other weapons.

I felt Dabi's glare burn into me from the corner. I refused to look up at him, pretending like I didn't notice.

There's a good chance he's suspicious that I didn't actually poison All Might. Hopefully he never finds out the truth.

My alarm clock suddenly went off, signaling it was time for me to head to UA.

Thank goodness. I was actually excited to go to school.

Plus, this was the night I was supposed to hang out with Eijirou, to celebrate his internship.

I couldn't say I wasn't excited.

I eagerly hopped off the couch, strutting over to grab my blazer.

"Don't know why you're so happy. You don't actually go to that stupid fucking school." Dabi spat at me.

I rolled my eyes, as I removed all of my piercings from my ears and face....courtesy of Dabi once I became a villain. He said they made me look more badass.

"Actually Dabi, as of right now, I'm technically enrolled in UA. Which means I do go there!" I seethed, grabbing my backpack to leave.

"Okay, you two. Kill each other all you want. Just wait until the Hosu attack is done." Shigaraki replied absentmindedly, writing down a plan for his attack.

Without another word, I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

Fuck the league of villains.