It Struck A Heart String With Many (BNHA x OC)

Chapter 13

"Where do you think you're going?" Nemuri interrupted.

"Her room." he replied shortly.

"I don't think so!" her commanding and sadistic side she showed to the public coming into full view. "You're going to bring her into the room with the rest of us." she demanded, knowing full well that while he was no longer openly hostile toward her, he was still on edge. Nemuri walked back through the door closest to them, followed soon after by Chiyo and Aizawa. Eventually, All Might begrudgingly turned around and trailed behind them.

"Right here." Nemuri patter her lap, telling Toshinori to place Ishi right there with her. He did as instructed before scuttling over to the farthest corner of the room away from them.

"What happened?" Vlad questioned, looking over at Nemuri and Ishi.

"Allergic reaction with an added bonus of us not telling her what was going on tonight, resulting in a panic attack. I think she'll be fine though, Recovery Girl already treated her, so all she needs right now is a bit of rest." the r-rated hero explained, looking down at her charge and petting the side of her face affectionately.

"Again, anyone gonna tell us what's going on here?" Mt. Lady asked, growing impatient. Her newly painted nails clicked on the counter-top, irritating PowerLoader. "Stop that!" he demanded, barely keeping himself from hitting the table.

"I'll stop when someone explains who the kid is." she countered.

Just as PowerLoader was on the verge of yelling at his former student, Nezu walked through the door. "Several years ago, U.A. adopted young Ishi. She has had a couple traumatic experiences, but she's a good kid; she was working on a new dish in the cafeteria and it seems that she was not told of your expected arrival tonight, and it caused her to grow concerned. Nemuri and Aizawa are closest to her so they often deal with matters that pertain to her wellbeing." he explained simply, calming down the young female hero with ease.

"Fine," she conceded, jutting out her lip a bit in frustration at not being in the loop. "Does that mean she was here back when I was a student?" she pondered.

"Hmm...I wonder..." Mic tried to think back, but couldn't remember. "Meh, not important." he gave up, shrugging his shoulders in indifference.

Aizawa held Ishi's feet in his lap and looked at Nemuri who was cradling her head and cooing soothing words to her and the nest of snakes on her head.

Eventually the meeting came to an end, and All Might was forced to carry Ishi back up to her, Aizawa, and Nemuri's room. The snake haired girl crawled over to the edge of the bed and plugged in her phone, making sure to enable her early morning alarm. "Grnite" she groaned, almost falling off the bed as she passed out. Aizawa reached into a drawer on the side table to retrieve another roll of bandages as Nemuri started unraveling the bloodied ones from around Ishi's eyes.

"Here" he whispered, handing the roll over to the other adult. He used his scarf to hold up the girl's body, allowing Nemuri to wrap her eyes with ease.

"Goodnight" he then said, curling up at Ishi's side after moving her to the middle a bit more and watching as Nemuri did the same on her side of the bed. "Goodnight" she replied, breathing out in relief that the unintentionally eventful day was finally over.

"WAKE UP! TIME TO START A NEW DAY LISTENERS! UP AND AT 'EM!" Ishi's alarm blared in her ears. Aizawa jerked awake with the irritation that was reserved only for whenever he heard Hizashi's voice. "I will murder you." he grumbled, with bloodshot and tired eyes.

Ishi crawled out of bed while Aizawa was distracted with her alarm. She snuck through the door, holding her finger up to her pursed lips; soundlessly signalling her snakes to be as quiet as possible. She then tiptoed across the room, slowly pulling her closet door open and grabbing one of her togas off a hanger, setting it over her arm before slipping out of the room and into the hall. She entered the bathroom not too far down the hall, swiftly changing before going back to the cafeteria to retrieve her hard work and bring it to the 3A classroom.

After the adverse reaction she had to breathing in the jellyfish the day prior, Ishi decided to grab one of the disposable cold masks from the box just inside the door before going out.

It was early in the morning and students weren't allowed into the building yet, which made this the best time to come out and deliver her snacks to her friends.

Lunch Rush was already in the large kitchen when she arrived, preparing breakfast for the expected students, who would likely be tired and hungry upon their arrival.

"Hello." Ishi greeted quietly, the sound slightly distorted by her mask.

He replied with a thumbs up and a quick "Good safety precaution". She then walked through the kitchen, her snakes directing her away from any objects that could impede her path until she reached the warmer that she had placed the food into the night before. Pulling the thermoses out and setting them on the counter, she grabbed the lids to keep them warm while they waited for their intended owners.

"This one is for...you!" she called to Lunch Rush, raising the remaining thermos into the air for him to see.

"Nice!"

The third year classrooms weren't that far away from the cafeteria so she was able to get there quickly. None of the classrooms were ever locked because of the exterior security measures, though she figured that may change soon with the other security upgrades that seemed to be going on. The podium at the front of the class seemed to be the best place for her little gifts since she didn't know where each of their seats were in the array of other school desks. She supposed that she could ask the 3A teacher home room teacher, but she didn't want to bother him with something so trivial.

Loosening her bandages a bit, Ishi was able to slide them down to the bridge of her nose, allowing her to see enough that she could write a note for the intended recipients.

The Big Three walked through the doors of U.A. with purpose, all of their studying planned out for that night with a slight alteration from their original plan, though they supposed it might be more useful than they would like to admit.

Their classroom was filled with chatter as it was every morning, though it seemed eerily similar to that of which had gone on several days before, so they looked up to the podium where three thermoses sat, a little note on each container with their names on them. They smiled as widely (or faintly in Tamaki's case) at Ishi's kind gesture.

"Oooo, look who's got a secret admirer..." one kid from the back of the class commented. Tamaki blushed in embarrassment, wringing his hands while muttering about going home despite only having just arrived.

"Ishi isn't a secret admirer! She's my friend!" Nejire defended, placing her hands on her hips and puffing her chest out confidently.

"Yeah, you're just jealous that you don't have any..." he stopped to open the thermos and examine its contents, "Jellyfish salad." Mirio countered. Their classmate stuttered at being caught in his jealousy but eventually quieted down.

"Looks good, eh Tamaki?" Mirio asked.

"Yeah." Tamaki replied distractedly, busy holding his thermos and trying to think of ways he could use it with his quirk. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a quick message.

Tamaki:

Thanks for the meal :)