𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 || 𝐌𝐡𝐚

7

Author's note: All of the dialogue from here on out is all spoken in japanese. Reia had learned the language over the course of a few days (because of both photographic memory and also because she knew the language before then. She just got rusty - short cut to get Reia already understanding everyone. All dialogue from here on out spoken in English will be in italics.)

Reia couldn't sleep. 

After everyone ate the food she, Hagakure, Shoji, and Ojiro made, Reia immediately went to bed. However, it's already been about five hours in and she didn't have enough courage to close her eyes. Every time she did, she could feel the sadness grow heavy on her chest. The silence wasn't a good place for her to be. Without her brain being busy, it caused her mind to wander. And sometimes it wandered too far, causing her to breakdown. So she instead decided to focus on other things.

What happened just a few days ago was completely unnatural. A whole group of fictional characters created by someone enter the world of reality and left no trace of how they got there. You would think there was some sort of clue to about the reason, or at least some mythical storm or something. But it just...happened. 

Reia spent hours trying to figure out how to get them back. Don't get her wrong, she's honestly happy that she's gotten to meet and interact with some of them. Ever since the introduction of the My Hero Academia anime in her life, she's adored every single character from Class 1-A (with exception of Mineta of course). She was glad for the distraction. But looking at them and seeing their reactions to her world, she could see that they missed their home.

Surfing through the internet, she tried to look at different types of reasons on how they ended up there. Dimensional theories, wormholes, and some weird areas like the Bermuda Triangle. She tried to find something to connect to Class 1-A's arrival. But to no avail, she found nothing. And within just a few minutes of her realization, her eyes wandered to the clock, reading 8:37 a.m. It was already morning.

Reia sighed deeply, running a hand down her face. Standing up from her slouched form, she exited the room and made her way downstairs. As she went towards the kitchen, she could see that most of the students were up already. Some of them greeted Reia with a small wave of their hand while others greeted her with a smile. It made her hum in surprise.

"Good morning Reia-sama!" a voice sounded.

The woman turned, eyes catching onto a boy with blue hair and black glasses. He stood next to two others, one having heterochromatic hair and another shorter than them both with green hair and a freckled face. Her eyes grew wide for a second before speaking.

"Good...morning to you too, Iida."

"How was your sleep?" he asked.

The question made Reia cringe a little bit, and she answered slowly with her hand rubbing her forearm.

"It was fine. How was yours?"

"Wonderful! The pillow and futon that Yaoyarozu made for all of us were very comfortable. They emulate the same softness of the one in my dorm room."

So they're past the third season then, Reia thought.

At least she had a faint idea on what version of Class 1-A she was speaking to. Although the discovery didn't help much. 

"Thank you for letting us stay with you," Iida continued, "I know it must be hard to accommodate all of us into a single house."

"No, it's fine. It's probably harder for you than it is for me. Have you all had a chance to eat yet?"

Midoriya hummed, nodding his head. "Yup. There was a lot of left-overs from last night, so we just got what was there. Thank you so much for cooking for us! We didn't have the chance to thank you before you went to bed."