"I'll be moving away..."

Did you?

"Where to?"

Don't ask that.

"I don't know yet. My brother says it's a "surprise"."

Liar.

"Do you have a cellphone?"

Yes.

"No, but I can contact you through letter."

Inconsiderate.

"I would like for you to, but..I don't want my Father knowing my business.."

Considerate.

"So...how should we go about this?"

You know and don't know.

"Well...when you become a hero, I'll look for you wherever I'll see you last on the media."

Faithful.

"*Smile* Are you sure? Maybe it should be the other way around..."

Maybe it should.

"I don't find it right for the girl to go looking for the guy..."

What are you implying?

"Wh-what do you mean by that...?"

Confusion? No. Facade.

"So, when I see you again...you'll agree to go out on a date with me and...become my girlfriend?"

Yes.

"*Giggles* It depends on how the date goes, silly."

You'd agree even if the date goes bad.

"I don't believe anything will go wrong for its prevention. Besides...you and I both understand each other, so I don't see why it will."

Too many expectations.

I placed my hands on his shoulders, giving his left a long, gentle kiss.

"I'm going to miss you," I said with a slight sad smile.

He nodded, "Same here," he spoke, then rest his forehead against mine.

Don't get too close...

~? Ends~

I gasped as I leaned my head up from my desk, looking around my..empty class?

"You're awake."

I looked to my left, seeing-

"Shoto?!" I yelled as I stood up from my chair quickly.

He placed his left index finger over his lips, "You're being too loud."

Stuttering for a few seconds, I decided to be quiet and look away from him since I couldn't really...keep myself..under control when I see him.

"You've gotten so nervous and different, I could barely recognize you. Why didn't you say anything?" he spoke inquisitively.

I kept my head turned, not wanting to answer his question, not...

...Not wanting to be near him.

"Look at me."

I did so because his voice sounded closer, and he was close, too close...10 inches away from my face...

"I won't force you to tell me now. I'll give you some time. For now..just let me hold you? Please?"

'*Groan* When you beg, it's impossible to resist,' I thought, deciding to give in.

Hesitantly, I slid my hands around his waist, laying my head onto his chest.

Feeling a hand slide around my waist and another entangling my hair, I enjoyed the feel of him raking his fingers through my strands.

"You cut your hair...and you wear glasses now?"

I nodded, "I just...wanted a new look..."

'..to make sure no one recognized me.'

Nuzzling my face into his chest, I closed my eyes, taking in his scent.

"I remember the scent of burning cinnamon and fresh mint...but you smell like burnt ash."

"Shoto?"

When I opened my eyes, I was staring at black and white.

I gasped; quick to push whoever was in front of me, they kept a tight hold around me.

"Where ya think you're going, doll?"

I looked up, making eye contact with those same blazing blue eyes.

"Wh-who are you?!"

"That's the look...I didn't want to see. I like seeing people break under fear, but I think it's best if you blossom."

I felt my skin start to burn, and I began to shake and violently twist my body to get away from him.

I tried to use my Quirk to get away from him, but I couldn't; it's as if it felt nullified.

"LET ME GO! PLEASE, LET ME GO!"

I began to scream.

~? Ends~

"SHIMIZU! SHIMIZU!" I heard a feminine voice repeatedly calling me.

I shot up from my desk, looking around frantically.

"Milah! Calm down! It's okay, it was just a nightma-"

Scrambling out of my classroom on my hands and knees, I leaned against the lower wall below the windows, shaking.

"S-someone was trying to kill me..s-someone was..tr-trying to burn me..."

"What's going on here?!" I heard another voice, who I recognized as Mr. Aizawa.

I glanced at him, but remained quiet.

Wrapping my hands around my legs, I began to rock back and forth.

-Itsuka's P.O.V-

"He's going to kill me...He's going to kill me...He's going to kill me...He's going to kill me..."

I stared at Shimizu, repeatedly saying that. She looked so...terrified. What could've caused her to be so?

Looking to Mr. Aizawa, I bowed to him.

"I'm sorry, sir. We were just in the middle of class and she started scre-"

Shimizu let out a squeal and I looked up to see her crawling back on her hands.

Looking back to Mr. Aizawa, I saw some Class 1-A students poking their heads out to observe.

"Hot and crazy, I don't mi-"

A girl, who is invisible, slapped the shorter boy upside the head.

"Stay..stay away...stay away from me!" she yelled, putting her hands up in defense.

I felt a force push me back, but I kept my ground.

'Was that her Quirk?!'

"Milah!" I heard a different voice shout and run to her.

-Mina's P.O.V-

I slid on the ground, grabbing her hands in my left hand.

"It's going to be alright, Milah. No one's going to hurt you..no one's going to burn you. You're fine."

She kept staring elsewhere, brutally hyperventilating.

"Milah. Look at me."

She pushed me away from her, getting up on her feet. "That's..that's the same thing he..he..he said to me..."

It looked like she was about to fall from shaking too much, but she..just disappeared?

Staring at the now empty space in shock, I didn't acknowledge Uraraka or Momo asking me or checking if I am okay...

'What...what was she seeing that I couldn't?'

-Kamilah's P.O.V-

I ran down the street, fumbling in my bag that I made appear in my hands for my cellphone.

'I just need to stall for some hours. I don't know what time Hashim will be home, so better safe than sorry.'

"Hello?! Utsu?!"

["Hey, hey, Shimi. What's up?"]

["M-my brother got me out of school early due to some at home conflicts. We solved them easier than I thought so he let me go on about the rest of my day. You ready for Otome?" I said, taking off my glasses.

["I was born ready, Shimi. Meet up at the train station?"]

I raked my hair away from my face and to the right side, smoothing it down afterwards. "Yeah. See you then!"

I stopped walking and ended the call, looking back down at my bag...

"Should I...?" Looking around, I spot a women's fashion store...

~Tiny Time Skip~

I walked out the changing room, receiving some stares from customers that were here when I entered and store clerks.

Ignoring them, I walked out casually. Closing my eyes, I felt my surroundings change, and less chatter.

Reopening my eyes, I found myself in front of my usual clinic. Entering through the motion sensor doors, I nodded to the receptionist as I signed in.

After I was done, I walked down the long hallway, heading to the third room on the right.

*Knock Knock Knock*

"May I come in?"

"Yes."

I opened the door and walked in. Smiling at Dr. Momomiya, I bowed. "Good afternoon, Doctor."

"Hi, Kamilah. What are you doing here? We don't have our appointment until Friday. Did something come up?"

My smile turned a little nervous, "Well..yes and no. I would talk about it now, but I'm on a time limit. Until this evening, can you keep my bag in your office?"

"Hm..I don't see why not. You can trust me, Kamilah," she agreed, smiling at me.

She got up and I gave it to her. "Thank you so much!"

"Your welcome, but you have to tell me what happened because, usually, at this time of day, you're in school."

I nodded, "Yes, ma'am."

~Tiny Time Skip~

I smirked, "Ohh..sometimes, I gotta love my Quirk," I mumbled to myself as I stated at the train tracks.

'While we're there, I should try to find a Tanya Degurechaff cosplay. Now that..I think about it...Utsu may have reserved us a spot at the Butler Cafe for this evening, but she may have rescheduled or cancelled it since during this time of the day, most people are at work or in school.'

"You're here early~," I heard her muse behind me as she slid her hands around my waist from behind.

"Two girls going to Otome Road like this will give people the wrong idea about us, Utsu-chan?"

"Well~...maybe we can give them a little yuri action~?"

Pushing my hands outward, forcing her to let me go, I turned to her with a frown and a glare.

"Kidding~, kidding~. Speaking of yuri, wanna go to the manga store after the Butler Cafe?"

I made a ':3' face at her, "Yes. While I'm at it, though she's not a otome, but a loli, I want to find a Tanya Degurechaff cosplay."

"Tanya Degurechaff? *Chuckle* That would suit you so well. You look innocent, but..we both know that's just a false face."

I gave her a suggestive smile as a lady came announced the train was arriving.

~Small Time Skip~

"I can't believe you treated me to all of that. I gotta pay you back somehow, Utsu," I told her, then took a sip of my grande pink drink.

"I can't believe they actually had Tanya's cosplay. And pay me back? *Chuckle* You don't need to...for now~," she mused as she sipped her cappuccino.

We took a break at Starbucks after visiting SWALLOTAIL Butler's Cafe, Mandarake, HACOSTADIUM Cosset, and we not too long ago came out of the Animate Flagship Store.

(They're real stores in Ikebukuro district.)

I narrowed my eyes at her as I sipped my drink with a pout.

"Where should we go next?"

I covered my mouth as I took the first bite from my second banana nut bread, "We should buy some anime."

"Like what? All they have is that girly stuff, like Puella Magi Madoka Magica."

"That anime isn't what it looks like; trust me, I've seen some scenes I guess we should find some good girly anime then.."

"Li_ke?" she prolonged.

"Amnesia?"

She lifted her left eyebrow, "Explain."

"A girl basically loses her memories and has to gather them with the help of a fairy by travelling to different worlds to experience a short romance with 5 guys."

"Hmm..sounds interesting, but I don't think it's worth my money. What else is on your mind?"

"Brothers Conflict?"

"And?"

"Incest."

"Wincest, let's buy it," she said with a smirk. "What about...Wata..Watamote is what I thin-"

"Yes! I heard about it, and the main character sounds like me on certain circumstances. Let's buy Himouto! Umaru-chan, too; heard it was for us imouto."

She giggled, "Sure. Just to make you feel like you're not being spoiled, wanna go half and half?"

I smiled, "Yea-...half..and half..." my smile faltered.

She leaned over the table towards me, "Everything alright? You don't..look so good...?"

I looked up, beaming as much as I can, "Yes!"

She hummed in disbelief, "Well...I'll leave you to finish up your food. Give me your yen so I can go buy the anime."

Unzipping my wallet, I grabbed 6,674¥ ($60) and put it in her outstretched right hand.

"Be back in a few minutes!" she shouted as she waved, heading to the store across the street.

I waved back with a closed eyed smile. 'I should teleport my share of bags in my room before I get home. Thinking of home...'

I checked my phone to see it was 3 PM.

'When Utsu comes out, I'll tell her I need to be going home in an hour.'

"May I sit with you for a few minutes?"

I looked up to see a man dressed in all black, his hood was over his face so I couldn't see it.

"Oh..um, sure, only until my friend c-"

He immediately took a seat in front of me, tapping his right hand's fingers on the table.

"Uh..s-sir-"

"What do you think of society?"

I was taken aback by the question.

"...I...I don't really know how to answer that, sir."

"Hm...let me be more specific. What do you think of society's way of justice?"

I narrowed my eyes; crossing my left leg over my right, I grinned. "No one's ever asked me that before, but I'm happy to give my response: I think justice, law and order, is foolish. Though...I am grateful it protects me, but to protect the good, you destroy the evil. Last time I recall, whether good or bad, you're human. Shouldn't all humans be protected by this "justice"? Then again..villains are the ones who choose to be the way they are, as well as the heroes and civilians. Religiously speaking, gods—except their god of war—of whatever culture want humans to get along and not spill blood; however it may go, humans have obtained ill will, thinking that there evil is good. Killing humans and causing terror is sin. Socially speaking, there is a motivation behind for why people do what they do, public or private. Speaking of private, secrets. I understand that every secret in every person's rough situation is dire. However, just because whatever is a secret doesn't make that person special. The same with villains, just because you have a famous or infamous title does not make you special. I am no exception to this."

I hadn't realized I closed my eyes and when I was done talking, I opened to see the man staring—from what it looked like to me—intensely.

Noticing his fingertips making..indents in the table, I began to feel worry..and insecure.

"S-sir, I'm sorry for my rambling! Your fingers are bleeding, too. Let me-"

As I reached for his left hand with my right that holds a napkin, he pulled his hand away and put it back into his pocket.

"I'm fine. So...would you become a hero...or a villain?"

I shrugged my shoulders and gave a small laugh, "I would...become neither."

The mysterious man seemed so shocked, he recoiled... "What?!" ...even infuriated.

"I..That's just how I feel about the situation. I don't care for that kind of stuff. Someone or something would have to give me a very hella-fied reason to do one or the other. Honestly..I just want to be a normal person...but my Quirk is so unique, I had to be enrolled in-..in..never mind. I'm sorry for wasting your time if you were passing time to be somewhere."

Getting up, I used my Quirk to levitate 10 shopping bags with me as well as Utsu's unfinished blueberry muffin, dragon fly drink, and my food, too

"Hey, I'm ba—? What? Already to go?" she asked as she walked out the store with another shopping bag.

I nodded, "Yes. I need to get home. Who knows how worried my big brother is."

She nodded, "Yeah, okay. Let's g..."

Beginning to walk pass her, I glanced back at the man, now standing idly by...or was he?

'If I gave him answer on either choice..I feel like each would have a bad outcome either way..' I thought solemnly. Turning around with a puffed out cheek, I yelled at Utsu to make it seem like I wasn't phased.

"Utsu-chan! Let's go! We can't keep him waiting!"

"R-right!" she said and walked along with me.

~Tiny Time Skip~

After giving Utsu her shopping bags and teleporting mine to my room, we exchanged goodbyes.

Once she turned around, I blinked and found myself in front of Dr. Momomiya's room door.

Knock Knock Knock*

"It's me again, Doctor."

"Oh! Kamilah! Come in, dear."

Opening the door, I was greeted with a nervous, guilty smile from her, I was going to greet her with a smile, but...

"Where have you been, Kamilah."

"Hashim! Wh-what are you doing here?!"

"U.A. called me today, sayin' you exit school grounds after an incident with you screaming and being afraid of someone. Explain."

"Hashim, maybe you shouldn't put so much pressure on her. The incident may be one of her episodes," Dr. Momomiya suggested.

Hashim sighed as he rubbed his hands through his hair. "Sorry, I'm...I'm just tired from today; hearing this even stressed me out more."

"You wouldn't be if you quit..." I mumbled under my breath.

"What did you say?" he asked, looking at me.

"Oh..*smile* I forgot. You love your job, your career, so much you prioritize it over me...just like Mom..."

"I didn't become a hero by choice, Kamilah! It was something that I had to do. You know why. I was never interested in becoming a hero, but it was the only thing available that would pay a lot so I can take care of you!"

"Take care of me?! Hashim, sometimes, I wonder if you just say that and be out for so damn long to not come home, to not be near me. But ya know what..." I snatched my bag out of Dr. Momomiya's hand, "I'm leaving home."

"Now hold on a moment, Kamilah. You're being delusional, I can tell because I've known you for nearly 11 years. You and Hashim shou-"

"No, Dr. Momomiya! Just no...you can't be someone..you know you're not," I said as tears slid down my cheeks.

"Who exactly am I trying to be to you?"

"A...A Mom that I..always wanted, one that didn't seem to...be afraid of me, but never expressed it."

Running out the door, I used my teleportation to teleport me anywhere...

'Anywhere, anywhere, but here or home.'

Where I appeared scared me...it was the park from my dream.

'I-I know I can go somewhere else! *Gasp* School didn't end just too long ago so I can go give a quick request on moving into Class 2-A's dorms.'

~Time Skip~

...I can't believe it.

I fell back on my bed, smiling to myself like a lunatic.

'To think that Miss Midnight actually agreed, and without asking for permission from my brother. She truly is a bold woman. I'm glad I ran into her than Mr. Aizawa, or worse, All-Might. He's a teacher working at U.A., I was informed by Principal Nezu all staff is aware of my situation, but...does All-Might know?'

Glancing at all of my belongings that I have yet to put in place in my room except the futon I borrowed from my..home..if a guest stayed over.

I looked back up at the ceiling, 'If I'm here..surely, those dreams of that man in my room won't come to pass... Eh, why am I worrying about it? I should be glad that I successfully infiltrated this room without anybody seeing me or knowing about it.'

"Sometimes...I gotta love you, Psyka."

(I...have nothing to say, but...I hope you're enjoying the story so far?)