Why Me?

HI EVERYONEEEEE! Some of you may remember me from the Squid Game fanfic I wrote, but that one was rather sad, wasn't it??? This will be much better! :D

~Momo~

I don't want to go to school today. I just want to crawl into my bed, shut my eyes and sleep the rest of my life away. I can't show my face at school again after my humiliating loss to Tokoyami at the Sports Festival.

It's not like I'm the only one who lost.

Neither Uraraka Ochaco nor Todoroki Shoto won to Bakugo Katsuki. But at least they went out with a bang.

I went out there and lost in a matter of seconds.

I don't want to show my face in front of all my exceptional classmates who all did so much better than I did.

But Mom is not having it.

She makes me leave and the only thing I have to console me is the thought that maybe Aoyama Yuga did as poorly as I.

I clench my backpack and exit the car, waving goodbye to my chaffeur and walking into UA. I walk into UA with a pitiful look on my face. I keep my head down, hoping no one will say anything.

I walk into my classroom, hoping that no one will talk to me. But then the worst possible person to notice, notices.

Todoroki Shoto.

The strongest, most exceptional, handsomest student in all of UA. Well in my opinion anyway. And no, it's not appealing to have him see me sulking like a kid not getting candy.

I try to appear perkier. I lift my head up and straighten my posture. To do so, I imagine my mother scolding me right in this very class room.

"Good morning, Yaoyorozu." He offers a slight bow. I look up to him with a smile. I hope it looks real.

"Good morning, Todoroki-san."

He sits in his seat on the left of me. Normally, I'm honored to be sitting next to such a capable student, but today, I wish to switch seats with Aoyama Yuga.

We're all getting our hero licenses and we got names as well; when class is over, I sit with my friends at our usual lunch table.

"I love your hero name, Yao-Momo!" Ashido perks up.

"Arigato, Ashido-chan." I smile. I can feel myself slightly cheering up. "Yours is great, too!" 

"Awww, thanks!"

"I love both Yaoyorozu's and Uraraka's. So cute," Hagakure Toru beams.

Uraraka, who picked the name "Uravity", blushes and touches her two index fingers together. "Arigato. My favorite is probably the name 'Froppy' ".

"Thank you, Uraraka-chan!" Asui Tsuyu, who everyone just calls Tsu, says.

"Froppy sounds like a mocha latté," Sero says as he walks by with his tray.

Tsu turns around and sticks her long tongue out at him. Sero's pretty much annoying. I figure he, Kaminari Denki and Mineta Minoru are the most annoying boys in class. The most annoying girl is Ashido Mina, hands down, even though I love her.

"Earphone Jack is a cool one too, Jiro-san." I smile at Jiro Kyoka, the purple-haired girl with the earphones.

"What was up with Todoroki's name, though? It was like he didn't even try," Ashido comments.

Why do I feel the instant need to defend him?

"I don't know, Ashido. Maybe that was all he could think of, or maybe he just wanted to have his name as his hero name so everyone will know exactly who to thank for saving them later in the future. Besides, after hearing Bakugo's suggestions, I think Todoroki's was enough. Good thing Miss Midnight didn't let him use it," I laugh at the last part. I can't imagine working with someone named King Explosion Murder.

"You're right, Bakugo's was on the edge of horrifying," Ashido giggles.

It took me a lot of work to come up with my name; with Todoroki, it didn't seem like it took him much time at all.

I sigh to myself. Another reminder that he's a whole lot better than I am.

~Shoto~

After lunch, I walk to my locker and take a few books from there. I can hear people around me congratulating each other on their hero names.

"Hey, Half-N-Half! You shoulda just went with Icy-Hot like I told you to! Yours was completely boring!!" 

I don't have a to turn around to recognize Bakugo Katsuki's criticism. I exhale before responding. "This is coming from the guy who still doesn't have a name."

Kirishima laughs, and Bakugo shoots him with a glare that could melt stone. 

"Tch. That hag Midnight shouldn't have banned my name choices. King Explosion Murder was totally awesome!! And then I went ahead and changed it for her, and she STILL WOULDN'T TAKE IT!!! HOW THE HELL IS THAT MY FAULT?!!!!!"

I rolls my eyes at Bakugo's random outburst. So, what else is new??? I walk away from him. 

"HEY, YOU HALF-N-HALF BASTARD!!!!!! DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME WHILE I'M TALKING TO YOU!!"

He might be right about one thing. I may be a bastard. 

Because Todoroki Enji is not exactly what you call a "father."

When I get home today, Fuyumi is waiting for me. She smiles at my presence and wraps me up in a hug. "Nii-san!"

"Greetings, Nii-chan. Is..."

Is Father home?

She hears my unasked question. The smile disappears from her face as she slowly nods. "He's here. Kitchen."

Father doesn't allow us to come into the house without speaking to him first. I think he just wants to torture us. Sometimes I allow myself to think it's because he's bored. Most times, though, it's more like: What kind of pastime is scaring the hell out of your own kids?

"Shoto," Father greets me as I walk into the doorframe of the kitchen.

"Father." I can't wait to get out of here.

"I want you to train," he says.

I cannot believe him. "I just returned from school. I was planning to do my homework."

"You can do your homework later. The fact still stands that you lost to that Bakugo kid, and that means you haven't been training hard enough like I instructed. So GO TRAIN NOW!!!"

I clench my fists, but bow to him and walk off toward the dojo. I hate him so much. Not only did he have to take my mother away from me and drive her to the brink of insanity, but he talks to me like I'm a disappointment. For him, there can only be victory. Even though it's literally impossible to win all of your fights.

I hate him so much it scares me sometimes.

~Momo~

I hated my internship. A girl named Kendo form Class 1-B and I interned for Pro Hero Uwabami. I felt like a mannequin and I really hated getting calls from Uraraka who was really getting challenged while I was posing for cameras.

I hated it all.

I was so happy when I got back, but that was soon ending.

"Iida, Midoriya and Todoroki are in the hospital!" Ashido screamed.

Iida, Midoriya and...

"T-Todoroki-san?!"

When I was allowed, I visited them. I told Midoriya that he was very brave, told Iida that he was doing the right thing by standing up for his brother even though his vision was clouded by vengeance, and now I'm on my way to Todoroki.

"Todoroki-san?" I poke my head in the doorway.

"Yaoyorozu?"

"I came to give you this," I place a bowl of instant soba noodles on the bedside table. I smile at him, but he looks at me as if I have grown two heads.

"How did you know?" He sits up and cradles the bowl. 

"Oh, I overheard you telling Iida-san once that it was your favorite food, and I know that the food at the hospital might not be as good..." I start trailing off and I don't know why. It's just Todoroki...

"Demi arigato, Yaoyorozu," Todoroki says. If he's grateful, I can't tell; there's no smile or light in his eyes. 

"Ahh, you're welcome?" Things have gotten awkward, which is what I feared.

"I mean it," he registers my doubt. "You're right the food here isn't nearly as good as this. And I'm glad you thought of me."

"Of course! You deserve it! You, Midoriya and Iida were very admirable to face Stain. He's quite terrifying, in my opinion."

"I don't know," Todoroki stared off towards the window. "Midoriya still ended up hurting himself, and so did Iida. They suffered terribly and I wasn't powerful enough to..."

"Nonsense, Todoroki-san! Don't dare finish that sentence." I walk closer to him. "You did what you could and you are very powerful. Exceptional, excellent. In my eyes, you're better than anyone in this school, much better than me..."

"I don't know, Bakugo might have me there, but thank you, Yaoyorozu."

I start to turn around. I clench my fists by my sides and walk out, swallowing my anger. He didn't disagree with me. But why should he? It's true that he's better than me... why should he disagree with the truth?

~Shoto~

Why didn't I disagree with her?

She may have lost to Tokoyami, but I could tell her head wasn't in it. She's really smart and thinks things through, and that's a quality heroes need to have. So why is she beating herself up?

To tell the truth, I was probably just shocked about the instant soba. She knew it was my favorite and she also bought me some.

No one's ever done that for me outside of my siblings. And they're siblings, this kind of stuff comes with the role. 

But never has anyone done something like this for me. I don't really have friends, though Midoriya might consider me one. He might consider everyone his friend,  though.

But what Yaoyorozu did...

If that's not friendly...

I don't know what is. 

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!! :3 I sure am going to enjoy writing this, please vote and comment if you enjoyed! <3

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