Stranger-Senpai

PART 4 I sat there staring at the principal. It took me a while to notice his nameplate sitting on his desk. Nezu, a pro-hero. I guess I had zoned out because when I looked back to the principal and focused, he was finishing up with his summary of the exam. I felt a cold feeling rush through my body. I still have no idea what the practical exam will be. I let out a weak smile as I stood up after him. "I'll lead you to Ground Beta where you will be conducting your exam." "Can I ask a question?" Principal Nezu looked at me, "where is everyone?" Nezu just smiled and lead me out of the office. I frowned. If he wouldn't tell me, I could only t

PART 3 The last thing I wanted to do was wake up this morning. It was the morning of my own personal practice exam. According to All Might, I would be fighting a special robot. One tailored to my quirk apparently. No wonder All Might watched my quirk so intently. I hadn't realized it at the time, but I believe that he has everything to do with how my entrance exam will be set up. The thought is unsettling. Despite my blatant feelings of unease and reluctance toward my participation, I have a feeling the number one hero went through a lot of trouble just to find time for my examination. I would rather not throw that all away because I change

PART 2 Absent-minded walking is a curse. How I found myself sitting on the concrete sidewalk under the overpass was beyond me, but I knew this would only end one way. Badly. I could get away and escape all my problems. Then I would be giving up my lifelong dream that doesn't feel so grand anymore. This sounded better than confronting the green-haired boy. Slowly I stood and turned towards my temporary home. UA was expensive, I didn't need to go there. I'll find a school that actually wants me. One that won't force me to tire myself out. Now that I think about it, it feels like I am opting for a more comfy lifestyle. A lifestyle of no har

PART 1 I stood at the crosswalk staring at the concrete for who knows how long. I was just rejected by the third hero school I applied to. Sure it had been a little late to apply; however, that shouldn't have mattered. But it finally occurred to me that I am never getting into the hero course. At this point, I might as well convert to the villain's side. But that is not an option for me. I NEED to become a hero. I NEED to save others. I can't stand by and watch as these people around me slaughtered and torture each other over petty greed and the feeling of being above others. I get it though. The feeling of wanting a purpose. The feeling

A lazy day. Very rare for the Paladins of Voltron. However, this was no ordinary day, today they would meet someone who was presumed dead. The soft footsteps of Allura echoed as she stepped into the lounging areas. "Paladins, follow me please." Everyone gave each other uneasy looks. Allura's voice was a mixture of nervousness and sadness, but a bit of excitement intruded. The paladins followed Allura to the cryochamber area where Sendak was held before Shiro shot him out into space. Nothing seemed to be out of place, but the atmosphere felt off. The air was stale. Allura stopped halfway through and turned to the Paladins who lined up in

I let out a loud dry cough, my throat felt like it was on fire. I slowly moved my tired eyes around the darkened and empty room. Why was I in an empty room? I was a prisoner. Whose prisoner? Why the Galra of course! Those furry monsters wrecked my ship and kept me. And to make matters worse, I’m sick. Of all things to be on an alien ship. I curled up in the corner of the dark room and just stared at the walls. I would’ve cried out, but my voice was too hoarse and I would’ve cried, but all my tears were spent. My (Hair Color) hair was a dull color having faded from being in the dark for so long. I was sensitive to any light

With that he got off of me and the friendly gardener walked up to me. "You're alive!" "I made a deal with Sebastian, he won't kill me if he spots me in the yard." "That's great!" He cheered and hugged me. Does everyone just like touching me or something? ~~~~ I grimaced, but it quickly turned into a smile when Finny let go of me. I ended up yawning. I had been asleep not to  long ago, so why was I tired? The door opened behind me and I turned. Sebastian stood there again. "Miss, my master would like to speak to you one more time." I grumbled and followed Sebastian, a scowl on my face. "Why does the brat want me now?" "I would be careful

Wait! If Sebastian sees you, you could get hurt! You must go!" I shook my head slightly, confusing the young boy, I then started to head towards the front door. Am I going to regret this? Maybe. Am I going to do this? Yes. I raised my hand and slowly let my fist land on it in a soft knock. Now I had to wait. ~~~~ Before the second time my fist hit the door softly, it opened making me fall forward onto the raven-haired butler. He stood me upright. "Young Master is expecting you." He said, pulling me inside. He then lead me to a room which I guessed the young boy was staying in. The butler opened the door and nudged me in. "You've finally

I could feel the cold seep into my skin through my clothes. It was winter and close to night time. I had made the mistake of not taking that jacket when I was offered it. I shivered and the cold swept through me as if I was a ghost. I watched as all of the people walked past, most of them scowling at me, thinking I was trash. I some ways, I am trash. I am unwanted and live on the streets. I haven't eaten in days and my clothes are in rags. I stood up, because of what I am it was easy to keep my strength up. I think it was time to go hunting. I morphed into a fox and took off into the forest. I need something to sustain myself until next week

(You're hair will be white but you will have the eye color of your choice) Another fight wth Galra ships and fleeing through wormholes left the Defenders utterly tired. They sat defeated in the lounging area falling asleep on each other. A young man entered the room and laughed softly at their state. "You'd think defenders would be more energetic and training instead of sleeping." The young man known as {Your Name} received glares from a few of the members. "Leaves us alone." Pidge covered her face trying to block out his smile. "Can you move? Your white hair is blinding me." Lance complained which caused Hunk to laugh a bit. "Haha very f