Quirk: Vulture
Desc: The user has a pair of wings similar to the vulture - but it's messier and bigger. They can also control the creatures to obey their every command. The downside of this quirk is how vulnerable you are to diseases, which is why you wear your signature [f/c] surgeon mask
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You were introduced to work at UA as an assistant to one of the teachers when you were looking for a job. Your friend knew the principal very well, and she somehow managed to get you in after having a chat over tea with him.
The way she explained it slowly processed through your mind - the thought of working with children sent shivers down your spine. You didn't even think you'd get a job as a teacher's assistant, but you needed something to do in your spare time. The crimes you stopped were during the night, seeing as you were tired during the day.
"But...but I'm not so good with children! My vultures and I scare them." Your friend raised an eyebrow while they were making you some coffee to take with you. "I think the correct phrase would be 'me and my vultures scare them', [Name]." Fluffing your wings out in protest, the vulture perched on your forearm nudged your cheek, attempting to calm you down. "Ye don't realize how much I don't know about children, don'tcha?" Taking the bottle filled with coffee, she ran her fingers through her hair, sighing. "And you do realize your accent clearly gives away the fact you're a foreigner, right?"
That was how your morning went, and now you were pacing back and forth in front of the door, itching at your neck. The mask you wore was irritating, but you weren't risking some life-threatening disease intoxicating your body. The vulture balanced itself on your [h/c] locks, holding your drink in it's beak - it was clearly tired of the 5 stages of bullshit you went through everyday, but it still stayed by your side, knowing how you'd run into things if it didn't call you out for it.
"I'm so nervous - what if the children don't like me? What if the teacher doesn't like me? Ye do realize that I'm basically you, but human, right?" The vulture shifted itself to get more comfortable for the show. Twitching your wings at the sound of the door opening, your gaze landed on a tired looking soul who seemed to hate everyone and everything. "You're my assistant I'm guessing, so come and introduce yourself."
You were trying to say something, but the man's beauty left you speechless. If he was single, you'd definitely go in for the kill.
Walking inside of the classroom, the teacher didn't need to quiet anyone down, since you caught the eyes of every child in the room - their eyes looking at the vulture that was perched on your head. "This is the assistant teacher that'll be helping me train you guys. Be nice to her." Taking this as a moment to introduce yourself, you slightly tugged at the mask so your audience could hear you, and letting a disease kill you.
"I...I'm [L/N]. Also known as the..as the pro-hero Vulture.." Your vulture offered you the cup of coffee, and you mumbled an apology to the class before you chugged the entire thing down, wiping your lips with the back of your hand when you set the bottle down. "I'll be helping you all learn h-how to be the next heroes of society."
The urge to fly out of the door grew when everyone stared at you. It was tempting to hide when they all threw questions at you - their voices clashing against one another. Thankfully, your pet could clearly see that you were about to break down, so it let out a cry that silenced the classroom, slowly inching down to perch on your forearm to rub it's beak reassuringly against your cheek to calm you down. "Sorry about that," Turning to the bird, you gently smiled. "Ye shouldn't scare the kids like that - they're younger than you and I don't want them to collect dead animals just so they won't die by your talons."
Running your hands through your hair, the questions came through your mind more easier now that the room was quiet. "For the answers, I'm young enough to drink booze, nobody loves me, Valcor here is male and he helps me calm down and he's good at slitting the throats of a human." Chuckling when a few of the students hid their neck, a particular green-haired male raised his hand, speaking when you slightly raised your eyebrows at him.
"Aren't you one of the top pro heroes that's from another country?"
Fuck I've been caught.
Sliding back the mask to cover the lower region of your face again, you slightly nodded - your ears turning pink. "Your hero costume allows you to take them into the sky and fight them in the air! The weapons you use are extraordinary - it's like you can adapt to anything that's handed to you!" He muttered some things you couldn't understand, stopping when the person you were assisting glared at him.
"That's enough for today, and class is over. Leave." Returning the smiles and waves the class gave to you, your gaze turned to the male, who held out his hand. "[L/N] was it? You can call me Shouta." Shaking it, a shy smile formed under your mask, and you softly chirped.
"You can call me [Y/N]."
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Bruh
I'm going to make a story that'll definitely be, different from the other oneshots people may find.
I hope you enjoyed this one because I'm gonna make another one like this but with his child because I always wanted to do one of those hhhhhhhhh
