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Shinsou stepped out of the arena holding his hero licence. When he was moved into the heroic class, into class 2A, not only did he need to keep up with his peers, but also learn and achieve everything his class had done on his first year. Which included getting his provisional licence alone with thousands of people going after him, since they knew his quirk from the sports festival. Luckily he had aced it, and was able to get his hero licence.
Hitoshi never thought he would be able to reach this point. At UA, in the heroic course, with friends that weren't afraid of his quirk and every day getting one step closer to becoming a pro. And all of it because of one teacher. One man that had seen his potential and had given him a chance to prove himself. One man that taught him and provided him with tools to succeed. He wouldn't be here without him. He wouldn't have made it this far without him.
Hitoshi wanted to make him proud.
As he stared at his hero licence in disbelief, a car honked at him. Looking up, he saw Midnight-sensei waving at him. There were a few men, both teachers and students, blatantly staring at her salivating and with their jaws dropped while she leaned out of the car window. Taking his hero gear and putting his new licence in his pocket and went into the car. Once he had his seatbelt on, Kayama sensei started the car and they were on their way back to UA.
"So?" His teacher asked after a while. "How did it go?"
"Fine,"
"Well, what's your hero name? I know you wanted to keep it a secret until you had your licence, but you got it now," She asks and makes Shinsou start worrying.
He didn't want to say what his hero name was because he didn't have one. He was planning on just using Hitoshi or Brainwash, but Kayama had told him that it wouldn't be a good idea. Since he wanted to be an underground hero, having his name or his quirk name would play as a disadvantage for him in the long run. So he was back to square one.
When they gave him the document to fill with his information to make his licence, he didn't know what to write down. He was about to put down his quirk name, with the faith that he would change it once he got his real hero licence, when he got an idea. A stupid and very reckless idea that was bound to make a lot of people mad. But he went with it anyway.
Kayama sensei, was one of those peoples that might get mad at his hero name choice. Not because it was bad or dated, but because of the history behind the name. It was a lot to live up to. And while Shinsou was ready to try, some people might think he would never be able to.
Taking a deep breath, he took his licence out of his pocket and gave it to his teacher. They had just stopped at a red light, and as he took out his wallet to put his licence on when she gave it back, Midnight stared at it quietly.
She snapped out of it when the car behind them honked at them, the light going back to green. Kayama sensei gave him back his licence and continued their drive back to UA. Shinsou placed his licence, the real, touchable proof that he was going to be a hero, in his wallet and Midnight, as she drove, cleaned the few tears that were escaping her eyes.
His anxiety making him jump to conclusion, made Shinsou say. "I can change it back later..."
"Don't," Kayama assures him. "You are a great kid, Shinsou,"
The rest of the drive is quiet, with the music from the radio filling the background. When they reach UA, Kayama hugs him before leaving, telling him that he should go to his dormitory and to 'watch out'. He didn't get it until he went into the 2A dorm.
All the light were off and it was quiet. Too quiet for it to be class 2A dormitory, the class of problem children. He deduced quickly what was going on.
"Oh No,"
" SURPRISE!!!!!! " His classmates from both classes of the heroic course jumped out of hiding, turning the light back on, throwing glitter and confetti at him and displaying a giant banner that said " Congratulations Shinsou !".
Kaminari had asked him how the exam had gone when he was waiting for his licence to be made. Him and the lightning dumbass had become pretty good friends since he joined the hero course. They texted daily and more than one time had the loud blonde found a place inside his room. He figured he had been the one in charge of asking him if things had gone alright. It would have been awkward if he hadn't gotten his licence and they threw a party for him.
As he was pulled further inside, and a crown was pulled on top of his head, everybody grabbed a drink and raised their cup to cheer. He was given a glass too, and as Kaminari perched himself over his shoulder, he screamed: "To the New Hero of UA".
Everyone whooped and drank. As the surprise party continued, with games, food and other types of shenanigans, soon enough the one-million-dollar question needed to be answered.
"So what's your hero name?" Izuku asks him as they all seat around the couch eating cake.
"Yeah, what did you end up going with?" Kaminari, on his other side, questioned him too, but louder, getting everyone's attention.
Great. Now a bunch of people that might get mad at his choice for his hero name wanted to know what he had decided on. Great.
Taking out his wallet, he passes them his hero licence. They all take turns to read his name, the room growing quiet, until the licence makes his way back to him. The silence that invaded the room is, surprisingly, broken by Bakugou.
"That is a great fucking name,"
"Thanks, Bakugou,"
The party doesn't die down thankfully, and soon enough they are back on track playing with a piñata and making smores with the help of Todoroki. A few hours later, with the party done and the class cleaning up or ordering a bunch of pizza ("How are we going to pay for so much pizza?" "I got my old man's credit card,"), Shinsou finds himself escaping the chaos and going to the gate of UA. There, dressed in his normal clothes and with his hair down, is one of his teachers, Present Mic. Shinsou isn't surprised to see him here. Present Mic, having a voice-based quirk had helped him a lot in his studies. He looked up to him a lot and wanted, no needed, to get his permission on something.
"Hey, listener," Yamada sensei greets him once he sees him. "How did the party go?"
Figures he knew about it. "It was okay, they are too loud," Mic chuckles at his response and messes with his hair fondly and earning a grunt from the purple-haired teen. "I wanted- here," Hitoshi gives him his new licence, embarrassed.
His teacher takes the plastic card and, when he reads his hero name, his ever-present smile falls and grows at the same time. Hitoshi doesn't know if it is a good or a bad thing. He hopes its a good thing. If Present Mic, Hizashi Yamada, pro hero, radio host and teacher of UA did not approve of his hero name, he will change it.
Suddenly, he is enveloped by two large and thin arms as the man above him cries quietly. Shinsou returns the hug, a few tears escaping his eyes. "He would have been so proud of you, Hitoshi," His teacher sniffs and Hitoshi presses himself harder against him.
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Profesional Hero Licence
Name: Shinsou Hitoshi
Birth: 7/1/XXXX
Hero Name: Eraserhead