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Chapter 2: Detention

Summary:

Hotaru really wants to stress it wasn't her fault that she go detention.

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Hotaru was sitting in detention with her math teacher. It totally wasn't her fault she got detention. All she did was leave the lunch area (witch is against the rules) to go to the dorms to get her math homework. Then when she got caught she sassed Class B teacher (who was known to be strict and a bit crazy). Then she tried to run away from Monoma Sensei. After her mad dash she manage to run head first into Shinsou Sensei and cover him head to toe in his new cup of coffee. While Chargebolt Sensei laughed his ass off Shinsou Sensei sent her a glare that took off 30 years of her life and gave her 3 weeks after school detention.

So again totally not her fault.

The worse part about it though was it was with Hikori Sensei. Why was it so bad you may ask. He wasn't mean. He didn't make you clean or do meaning less paperwork (cough Midnight Sensei cough). Or do hell training like Shinsou Sensei and Principle Aiwazia. He didn't even try to give you the thirty minute speech about your actions having consequences. Nope, that's not why it bad. It was bad, because it was just the two of them

Again, why was this so bad? Normally it would not be. Like said before he's a pretty cool Sensei. Oh, no it was terrible, because of the tremendous secret she had weighing on her shoulders.

Her long lost dad was Dabi. Dabi was a criminal from the league of mother fucking villains. Dabi was Touya Todoroki. Shoto Todoroki was Touya Todorki youngest brother. Shoto Todorki was her uncle. Her uncle was her math teacher.

So yeah, it was fan-freaking-tastick.

What was the protocol of being alone in a room with your uncle when your a child of his long lost dead brother.

Maybe Wikihow had an article somewhere.

She looked at the clock across the classroom. 3:15. Damnit. It's only been 15 minutes and she has 45 to go. Hotaru felt like she was going to vibrate right out of her skin. Her palms were sweaty and if she wasn't sitting down she's pretty sure her knees would give out on her. She was sweeting buckets of sweet, and she was pretty sure her shoulders were low due to the amount of dread on her shoulders. So in short she felt like she was about to scream bloody murder.
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Shoto looked up from his papers to see the problem child looking like a nervous wreck. She was spaced out and looked like she was ready to run out of there at a moment notice. She messed with her hair and was about to bite through her lip.

Why would she be nervous? It wasn't like this was the first time she had detention. Was it she forgot her math homework? Nah she's done that more times than he could count. Was she afraid that she get in trouble at home. He doubt that would be the case. What could it be...

Oh. Could it be she knows the truth about her dad.

That would make sense. She didn't know that he knew. This would leave her believing that she knew a big secret (witch to be fair she did). He would think that he though his brother was dead the whole time and she was one of the few who knew he was alive. She would feel awkward knowing that see was her uncle.

"I know about dad," he said

That seemed to pull her right out of space and into attention. She stared directly at him and looked slightly startled.

"Yeah papa is the nu-',

"Not that one,"

She swallowed hard and said "W-what do you know about him?"

Oh so she knew.

"What you know about him," he responded

"And what is that," she said this time with a steadier tone

"For one his identity," Shoto said without his tone change and not looking away from his papers " All my siblings know. It wasn't to hard to connect the dots. Especially after the info leakage ten or so years ago."

"And?"

"You know," Shoto went on "My mom has an ice quirk. A fairly powerful one. My older brother Touya inherited a stronger version of my dad's quirk. His fire was blue. Unfortunately for him he inherited my mom's tolerance for the cold."

It was dead silent in the room except for Shoto's pen and the clock. The tension, however could speak for more than a hundred people for the next two centuries.

Shoto look at the clock that now read 3:28 and at 3:30 said,

"You can go now,"

He heard the hugest sigh of relief he ever hear, and saw her race out of there faster than Tenya.

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