"This training camp is a great opportunity for all of you to enhance and strengthen your quirks." Aizawa explained to the class.

"Alright!! You mean we get to go to summer camp?!" Mina exclaimed, shooting up from her seat.

"No. That's not what I said—" Aizawa started saying, before...

"—Ooo, maybe we can roast marshmallows, and swim in the lake!" Ochako interrupted, getting excited now.

"Swimming in the lake means seeing the girls practically bare." Mineta giggled maniacally.

"Alright, that's about enough out of you." Eijirou muttered, throwing a book at his purple balled head.

"For the last time—" Aizawa tried saying again.

"—now I have time to work on my tan." Kaminari smirked, leaning back in his chair.

"THIS IS NOT A VACATION! THIS IS A SCHOOL EVENT." Aizawa called out firmly, glaring at the class in anger.

Everyone shut up, upon hearing his angry tone.

"Now then, class 1-B will also be joining in on this camp. They will be showcasing and studying their quirks, just like you. I expect professionalism and good sportsmanship from my class." Aizawa stated firmly.

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa." The class groaned out in unison.

.......

"Man, I'm so excited for this summer camp! I'm just happy Mr. Aizawa is letting me go, you know with me failing the physical exam and all." Eijirou said, as we walked to his house after school.

"I'm happy I get to go, too. I'm really surprised Aizawa is allowing me to tag along, considering all the circumstances. I wonder what I'll be doing." I said lost in thought.

"I'm sure you'll just be training your quirk like the rest of us, right?" Eijirou asked curiously, intertwining his hand with mine.

"I don't think Aizawa wants me using my quirk at all, honestly. He told me he doesn't really trust me." I shrugged, lazily swinging our intertwined hands back and forth.

Eijirou furrowed his brows in confusion. "Hmm, Mr. Aizawa doesn't seem like the type to let someone he doesn't trust, just wander around free." He countered, dragging us over to a takoyaki vendor to get a snack.

"So, what are you proposing?" I asked, my mouth watering slightly at the smell of this mysterious fried food.

"Maybe Mr. Aizawa is just trying to trick you again. You know, the same way he lied to you, by saying he couldn't erase your quirk, when he really could? Maybe he's just trying to test your loyalty." Eijirou suggested with a mouthful of takoyaki.

"I almost lost my shoulder from Shigaraki's quirk, because I believed in something better. What more could I do to prove my loyalty." I muttered, slightly annoyed.

"Well, think about it this way. From his perspective, you didn't willingly choose to tell anyone about your alliance to the league of villains—" Eijirou started.

"—I was seconds away from telling you, before Aizawa body slammed me into the wall!!" I counteracted.

"Yeah.....and then you tried to stab Mr. Aizawa with your daggers immediately after!" Eijirou retorted, shoving more takoyaki into his mouth.

I scoffed slightly, crossing my arms. "Well....he had it coming." I pouted slightly.

"The point is...in Mr. Aizawa's eyes, your only choices were to go back to the league of villains, where Shigaraki already tried to kill you once....or join the heroes. Put yourself in his shoes, Margo. Cut him a little slack." He said, trying to reason with me.

I groaned softly, as I leaned back against a tree, realizing Eijirou was right.

I haven't really done anything to make Aizawa trust me yet. Maybe this summer camp would give me the chance to show him he could trust me.

I don't know when I'll get that chance to show him, but maybe I will.

"How did I get you to trust me?" I asked him, trying to think of ideas.

"When you spared my life at the USJ." He instantly replied.

I furrowed my brows in confusion, looking at him now.

"But you didn't know I was the USJ villain at that time." I reminded him.

Eijirou stopped chewing, lost in thought.

"Hmm....true. I don't know. After that day...I just felt a little closer to you. Not 'villain you', but the 'you' I saw everyday at school. Maybe, a part of me had a feeling you were the villain deep down....I just didn't want to admit it to myself." He mumbled, trying to think through his thoughts.

I chuckled slightly, watching him focus. "Man. Too bad Aizawa can't have a revelation like that." I teased, my eyes shifting down to his food again.

"What is takoyaki?" I asked, tilting my head in curiosity.

Eijirou's eyes lit up at my question. "Umm, only the best food ever!! You've never had it!? Here take this piece." He said excitedly, grabbing a piece of takoyaki with his chopsticks and shoving it in my mouth.

I began chewing, trying to process the taste.

Eijirou watched me in anticipation, a giant grin spreading across his face when he saw my eyes widen in delight.

"Mmm! That's delicious!" I exclaimed, savoring the taste in my mouth.

"You really like it? I'll buy you some!" He called out, ordering another set of takoyaki from the food vendor.

He began rubbing his neck slightly, a guilty look spreading across his face.

"Guess I should have offered you some in the first place, huh? Damn it, that's so unmanly of me." He groaned.

I immediately started shaking my head. "Nope. Nuh-uh. Don't start getting down on yourself for no good reason. There's only enough self pity shit for one of us." I teased, causing Eijirou to laugh.

"Besides, I just finished your plate. Let me pay for this one." I smirked, tossing the empty plate into his hands, and handing the vendor the money.

As soon as the takoyaki came out, Eijirou and I began devouring it...laughing and talking about everything.

These were my favorite moments.

Eijirou looked at me now, chuckling slightly.

"What?" I asked.

"You have sauce on your face." He laughed.

"Hmm? Where?" I muttered, rubbing various parts of my face.

"Here." He mumbled, using his thumb to wipe the sauce from my mouth.

I couldn't stop myself from cracking up now, as I tossed the empty plates into the garbage.

"Oh no. Please tell me we aren't gonna be one of those couples." I teased, starting to continue our walk.

"Those couples? And what exactly qualifies as 'those' couples?" Eijirou grinned, watching me walk ahead of him.

"You know...all cheesy and overly romantic. Wiping food off each other's faces, cutesy little kisses in the rain, picnics on the beach." I cooed dramatically, lightly rolling my eyes at the thought.

I felt Eijirou come up behind me now, throwing his arms around my shoulders and pulling me into him.

"Oh, we are so doing that!" He whispered playfully in my ear, causing me to giggle.

"Good. That's what I was hoping you'd say." I joked, leaning further into him.

.......

"Margo! Tell me what you think." Toga called to me, walking out of the bathroom.

I looked up from my homework, my eyes widening in shock and disgust at what I saw.

"Ahh!!! Holy shit, Toga!! Put some clothes on!!" I yelled out, slamming a pillow over my face to blind my eyes.

Toga giggled maniacally, before throwing a giant sweatshirt on.

"Relax! It's just lingerie. It's for Izuku Midoriya, when I finally meet him." She blushed, a crazy look forming in her eye.

My stomach became uneasy at her words—not just because of the lingerie.

Izuku Midoriya. Hopefully, she would never meet him.

"Uh, Toga...I doubt you'll be meeting Midoriya. Or anyone from class 1-A. I told you, Shigaraki, and the others....they are all just a bunch of weak, stupid kids." I reassured her, trying to get the attention off class 1-A for good.

"But that's not what Tomura said!" She pouted.

I whipped my head back up from my book to look at her now.

"What do you mean?" I asked, feeling uneasy.

"Tomura said we'll be meeting class 1-A very soon!" Toga smiled excitedly.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, hopping off the bed.

"Shigaraki." I called, walking out of the room Toga and I shared.

"What do you want? I'm busy." Shigaraki said, pacing the room back and forth.

I looked at him in annoyance. "Doing what? You're just walking around the room." I countered.

He stopped walking, stomping his foot to turn towards me.

"Yes! Thinking, Margo! I'm thinking!" He called out irritatedly.

"Okay. Whatever. What's this I hear about 1-A? You told Toga you're going to meet them soon? I told you it's a waste of time." I said.

"I want to see the kids for myself. I already got a glimpse of them at the USJ, and sports festival. I haven't decided when we'll meet them. I'll let you know when I do." Shigaraki simply replied, going back to pacing the room.

I'll need to tell Aizawa about this....if he's not already listening in my ear right now.

I began walking back to my room, remembering something.

"Oh. And remember, I'll be gone for a week at summer camp. It's a disclosed location. I don't know where we're going, but I'll try to get some intel for you." I lied, trying to kiss his ass a little.

"Perfect. That's all I need." He muttered mysteriously.

I hesitantly walked back to my room, not liking his demeanor.

Shigaraki was definitely planning something. But, what?