𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 ; my hero academia

LEVEL 118 - "Brainstorming and A Visit"

"A skit or something."

"I see!" Iida nods along with each (well, most. Some were... interesting) suggestion positively before looking up and around the room again, "Now, any others?"

After a few more suggestion of various students, the ideas were all listed down on the chalkboard.

"I think we've got something from everyone now?" Yaoyorozu looks at the board thoughtfully before nodding, "I'll eliminate the ones that are inappropriate, impossible, or confusing."

X. Students of Darkness Feast
X. Boo?
X. Death Match
X. My Twinkling Show

"Merciless!" Tokoyami gasps, eyes widening at the cruelty displayed.

"Don't ask us in the first place, then!" Bakugo scoffs in clear annoyance, eye twitching before he looks away.

"Don't suggest a literal death match, then." Y/n quips back, ignoring the annoyed growl behind her.

Dumbass.

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Y/n stands next to Izuku, Mirio on his other sight as the three look at the girl in the hospital bed infront of them.

"Eri!" The girl's eyes widen at the sight of the three familiar students.

"Sorry I couldn't come see you sooner." Izuku apologizes with an apologetic smile.

"Mhm." Y/n nods in agreement, "Sorry, Eri."

"Here's a fruit basket!" Mirio beams, holding up a basket of miscellaneous fruits. "Eat some if you'd like!"

"Is there a fruit you like? Can I try guessing?" Mirio continues, "It's peaches, right? 'Cause you're like a peach!"

Y/n observes the girl before glancing at the basket then back at Eri, glancing at her eyes before— "Apples match your eye color."

Eri blinks in genuine surprise before nodding hesitantly in confirmation that it was her favorite, "Apples."

"That was my next guess!" Mirio grins brightly, earning an unimpressed look from Y/n.

"Then, let's peel it! Since it's an apple!" Mirio offers, taking the apple after receiving a nod from Eri.

Mirio peels the apple carefully, tongue sticking out of his mouth slightly as he focuses.

Y/n roles her eyes, taking a seat in one of the three chairs, Izuku taking the one between her and Mirio.

Mirio finishes with a beaming grin, setting the fruit down on Eri's bedside.

"This whole time, even when I had a fever, I was thinking about when you rescued me." Eri admits, looking down at the pristine white sheets of the hospital bed. "But I didn't know your names."

Eri looks up at the two, "I only knew Lemillion. I wanted to know your names."

"L/n Y/n." Y/n answers immediately before mumbling, "Just Y/n is fine, though."

"I'm Izuku Midoriya. My hero name is Deku!" Izuku answers, "Um, maybe since Deku is shorter, it's easier to remember... Deku. I'm Deku!"

"Hero name?" Eri wonders, head tilting to the side.

"It's like a nickname." Izuku explains shortly.

"Then.. What's yours, Y/n?" Eri looks at Y/n, resulting in the student looking at her in surprise.

"Uh..." Y/n tries to remember for a solid moment before she finally manages to dig up the memory of what her Hero name is, "Scenicus."

Eri blinks owlishly in surprise before trying to pronounce it, "Sc— Scen..." Eri struggles for a moment, before she settles in an upset frown.

Y/n's lips twitch up fondly, "Just call me Y/n, it's simpler."

Eri frowns slightly before nodding in agreement, "Alright..."

"Lemillion. Deku. Y/n. And..." Eri trails off, remembering a green and yellow haired man in a suit that has also been there, along with the girl dressed in white and light grey's, a mask hiding her face. "That man wearing glasses... and that girl with the white mask."

The three freeze at that, one for a different reason than the other two.

"All of you... were injured badly because of me." Eri looks down in shame, "Because of me, you all suffered... I'm sorry."

"It..." Eri hesitates, tears brimming her eyes, "It was my fault that you lost your power, Lemillion..."

Eri startles as Mirio puts a hand on her head softly, teary eyes looking up at the hero.

"Eri. No one thought they were suffering. This is what we all think: 'I'm glad Eri is okay!' There's no point in apologizing to someone who doesn't exist. Don't worry about it." Mirio comforts the girl, who was staring at him in shock, "Everyone fought because they wanted to see your smile!"

Mirio sits back in his chair, leaving Eri sitting stunned for a moment before she tries to shift her face, attempting to curl her mouth upwards only to fail. Eri struggles for another moment before grabbing her cheeks as stretching them up so she was somewhat-but-not-really smiling.

Eri's hands fall back into her lap as she looks at the sheets of the bed weakly. "I'm sorry... How do you smile again...?"

Eri... A familiar feeling plagued Y/n as she frowns at the girl.

What... What made her smile back then? Y/n frowns to herself, trying to remember anything she could from when she was younger, only one thought rising in her mind— Touya.

But... Y/n's eyebrows furrow in thought, What specifically made her smile?

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