"Y/N!" Toga sang, crashing into you and nearly knocking the both of you off of the chair you sat on.
"Hey crazy, mind being careful with boss' daughter? You don't want to get messy with him." Dabi chugged down his shot and placed the empty glass in front of you.
Toga stuck out her lower lip, still clinging to you like a sloth to a branch. "She doesn't mind. Right?"
"I don't care."
"See?" She noticed your uniform poking out from under your cloak. "Hey, since you're a full-fledged student and all, is there anyone interesting at your school?"
You turned to her, noticing the malice behind her grin, and shook your head. "They're rather pedestrian."
"Come on, no one odd or fascinating in a school of heroes?"
"I know you're lying." Dabi rotated another shot glass. "I've seen your class, the bunch of oddballs."
"Quite the statement, coming from you."
Twice walked into the room and immediately noticed Toga clinging to you. "Whoa, what's going on? Did you do something cool?"
"Not without a boyfriend." Toga let go of you and drooped over the table. "Man, Y/N, you're boring! There's no one to talk to about romance and boys, even with someone my age around."
Dabi finished his second shot. "What about Endeavour's son?"
Your brows raised ever so slightly. "Why would you be interested in that?"
"No reason. But doesn't he have multicoloured hair and a weird scar?"
You nodded. "And different coloured eyes."
"Yeah..." Dabi placed his glass on the table. "That's the one."
"What's with that look of ecstasy?" Your hand balled into a fist. "What are you thinking?"
"Hey, foot off the ground, no need to read my mind or anything." Dabi put the empty glass next to the other one in front of you and walked off. "Not sure how you do that anyway."
You clicked your tongue and gathered the two glasses, but not picking them up, leaving them pinned side by side at the edge of the table.
You planted yourself in your bed, bringing your knees to your chest and letting out a breath, quietly repeating what you were thinking in your head when Toga hugged you.
"Don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me."
"Ello there!" Twice plopped down at the end of your bed and the mattress raised, nearly catapulting you out of your bed.
"Jin."
"What? Is it the time of the month?"
"No—" You looked away from the wall to see doubles of Twice, one holding five tampons, another holding chocolate, and another holding pads. "Where did you even get that?"
"I went shopping today!"
"You went shopping?" You tilted your head. "Doesn't that place a toll on your health? Mentally?"
"Nah!" He unwrapped a chocolate bar and held out a piece of it to you, to which you took in your palm.
He swung his legs childishly at the edge of your bed, lifting his mask a bit so he could eat. "You really don't got nobody in your school?"
You shook your head, now holding the chocolate between your teeth.
Twice took the photo of your class out of the tote bag that hung off the wall. "What about... the one with blue hair and glasses?"
You shook your head again.
"Brown hair and big eyes?"
Again.
"Green hair and freckles."
You paused for a moment, noting his identity as All Might's successor, then shook your head again.
"Ooh, what about this guy with the candy cane hair? He's cool looking."
Candy cane? You peered at the photo he held and followed his finger to Shouto's face. "Ah... that's the one Dabi was talking about earlier."
"Isn't he kind of cool?"
"...Dabi. Away from my door."
"Man, I always hated that quirk of yours." Rather than moving away, Dabi opened the door and stepped in, his hands up as if you were arresting him.
You turned away from the two. "Please leave."
Dabi always had this look in his eye, like the door to his soul was on its last hinges, waiting to be blasted off by the flames of his cremation. As far as you were concerned, however, you couldn't see a single part of his so-called soul.
Simply the aqua flames burning in his eyes.
Something is ignited in him, waiting to be allowed to spread and burn. You didn't know what, but you didn't want to know. Not in this lifetime.
"Come on, man, have you gotta be so creepy?!" Twice scolded, his finger cartoonishly waving at the other.
You lied down again and turned over to face the wall. "I'm tired. Leave."
You heard the door close, then open again, then close. When you turned, both Twice and Dabi were gone. There was a plastic bag at the doorframe's foot with the chocolate and feminine products from Twice.
•••
"I win." You placed two aces and two kings on the table right in front of Aster's two queens and two eights. "24-22."
"I think you're cheating using your quirk." Aster pouted.
"I have a much better poker face than you, actually."
"She does." Justin placed a plate of mochi on the table and you took one between your teeth. "What's this?" Aster wondered as he lifted the dessert.
"A Japanese snack."
"Huh."
You put your elbows on the table, thinking back to the short-lived headache you had a few hours before. It was less of a headache, more like a painful reset of the mind, like every thought had disappeared for a moment then came back.
"Y/N?"
"I need to go back to Japan." You got up and began walking up the stairs, which was a signal for the other two to follow.
"Hold on, Y/N, your time in France isn't finished."
"I don't care. I have a bad feeling."
"We're going to make a 14 hour trip for a feeling?"
"You know it won't take 14 hours with your quirk, Aster." You took the cloak off of the hook in your room. "Just send me there."
He clicked his tongue. "You're so demanding sometimes. You need to give me something to locate."
You held up the photo you kept on your nightstand and looked for someone to point at, then paused. "Hold on."
You picked up your phone and showed a picture. "Her." You grabbed your small blade and your whale earring, shoving them into the pocket of your outfit. "Aster!"
"Why would I—"
"Son." Justin put his hand on Aster's shoulder. "Her feelings seem strong. And you know what her quirk allows."
Aster clicked his tongue. "You better call or something so I know that I didn't accidentally send your body parts to separate places."
"I trust in your abilities."
•••
"It is unwise to underestimate heroes!" Mr. Compress noted as his marbles released a large chunk of debris, knocking Midnight to the ground.
She tried lifting herself, but to no avail. So, she returned to the class of hope, lifting her hand to her earpiece. "Can you hear me... Creati?!"
"Midnight-sensei?!"
"Are you aware of what's going on?"
"Yes, thanks to Jirou's sound waves and Shoji's eyes!" Yaoyorozu started looking around, trying to spot the threat—the gigantic brute that is fighting for Shigaraki.
"Since brute force won't stop him, put him to sleep!" It wasn't a suggestion, but a command.
Yaoyorozu let out a yelp of surprise, to which Midnight replied with, "Sure, you'll be breaking the law, but right now we're desperate! He must be sedated!"
"I don't understand, sensei!"
"Get the sedative to the heroes! And then.. get outta there! If things look dicey, save yourselves!" She thought back to when Class 1A versed Class 1B. "I trust your judgement!"
When she turned and caught glimpse of the assailant, she saw a flash of light. For a moment, she thought that this was it. She was gone. She was dead.
Until that flash of light crackled, then burned, and someone emerged from within it.
Her eyes widened yet she found no strength to speak.
"Hm." The figure adjusted their hood and turned to Midnight. "Looks like my gut feeling was correct."