Deku watched between the the arms and heads of the reporters as the petite girl left with a police detective in a shiny black vehicle. Midoriya couldn't believe how close he was to All Might and still had missed his chance! For a second All Might was there and the next he zoomed up in the air and was gone. He was incredibly disappointed not seeing his favorite hero but was more concerned for the girl he had just met. She looked so out of place and more importantly scared.His former childhood friend had also stayed until All Might left but once the famous hero was gone, he turned back home with a scowl. Midoriya knew better than to follow his former friend and decided to take a different route home.

Bakugo walked home with his hands shoved angrily in his black uniform pockets. He never encountered someone so stupid to have such a powerful quirk. His thoughts swirled with annoyance with just the possibility of the girl getting a recommendation letter to HIS top school.

"I'm better than her, I'm going to be better than All Might himself" he shouted right before he approach his house.

"QUIT SHOUTING, THE NEIGHBORS CAN HEAR YOU!"

Teresa didn't know what she had gotten herself into when she arrived to this strange world. She had arrived at the police station and was sitting in a room that screamed any typical Law and Order TV show that she suddenly remembered vaguely now. As she waited in the bright yellow room, she tried to remember the characters of the crime show. Was it a women name detective Betsy? Detective Lenson? Wait or was it a male who was named detective STAPLE! She was so occupied in trying to remember the show that she barely noticed the Detective coming in with a tray of stacked hamburgers and fries. Teresa didn't realize how hungry she was until she got a good whiff of the food. "I don't know how long will keep you for today so I wanted to be sure we don't send you home hungry"

Teresa didn't reply and was already starting to unwrap the burgers from what she presume to be their version of Mcd-she couldn't finish her thought. She was hungry. Minutes have passed and from the small talk between her and the detective. A psychiatric social worker was behind the tinted glass window observing. Writing in her notes she didn't notice Teresa showing any signs of trauma. It was as if she had forgotten all about it.

"Can you tell me where you're from?"

"The united states?" Teresa said slowly unsure if that place was real. His expression reassures her that the United states was not a made of country and wrote it done "What part of the States?"

"I'm from...I'm from.." She paused for a moment. Her mind was completely blank. It was as if whatever she was going to say completely erased from her thoughts. The detective was a patient man and smiled at her. "Its okay we can move on to the next question" But the questions didn't get any easier.

Do you know who your parents or guardians are?

Do you have any siblings?

Did you go to school?

Do you remember what kind of place you use to live?

Teresa's hands started to clamp up and her face began to turn to a pasty white color. She couldn't remember a single thing. It was as if the longer she stayed in this place the more it took from her. Did I have a mother? Was my mother a loving parent? Where was my father at? Did I have brother or sister? Hell, did I at least have a pet? It was then she realize that she was alone. The detective instantly saw the fear in her eyes. He softly touched her shoulder reminding her everything was going to be fine. "But it wasn't!" her inner thoughts screamed. Her mind began to race. What in the hell were they going to do with me?

Now the next big question "Do you remember how you got to Japan?" His voice was even softer than before as if he spoke too loudly the glass it would shatter her.

"To be honest sir, I dont remember much of anything. My day literally started when I escaped that creepy place and I don't even know how I even got there" Her speech was quick and almost too fast to understand.

The more Teresa talked, the more obvious it came to the detective and the social worker that she was suppressing these memories. Reading from the report of the area that the police and forensic investigated, neither him nor the psychiatric social worker blamed her. What they found was much harder to stomach and wondered how the human mind was even capable of withholding that kind of torture.

"Well Teresa it might take a lot of paper work but I think it would be best for you to stay in Japan since this will be an on going investigation and we might need you again"

Teresa didn't object to this. It's not like she had any place to go. She was concerned however where she would be staying but in that moment a woman came in with an elderly lady. She had huge bun and was shorter than most elderly women she had ever encountered with.

"Hi Teresa my name is Shūzenji Chiyo and you will be staying with me for a couple of days until we get you settled"

"Um...Alright" She replied awkwardly and then proceed to start the paper work with her.

The detective left the yellow room and stood behind the window where the social worker was holding herself up with one hand onto the wall. Her glasses had fallen and as well as numerous chairs and few posters and clocks that were hanging on the walls in the building.

"No need for a quirk analyst to know what kind of quirk she has. It's elemental for sure" The social worker who was named Rin said shakenly. She absolutely hated earthquakes. The detective nodded his head. It didn't take a person with a doctorates on quirks to realize that her quirk was deeply connected to her emotions.

"I'm thinking of requesting a Pro to recommend her to U.A as soon as possible" the detective answered.

"That soon? She barely has any control of her quirk" Rin said shockingly

"It would be the best thing for her to learn to control her quirk and become a Pro hero. If a villain ever got a hold of her, it would be catastrophic for us." He said gravely. Rin looked at the child who was obvious a bit anxious but seemed to mellow down once the granny began speaking to her. She couldn't possibly think that a sweet child like her could ever become a villain but it would be wise to place her in a well structured environment.

"I'm going to contact an old friend of mine to see if he would mentor her before the early recommendation exam begins." And with that the detective left the room to talk to his friend in private.

The social worker sighed realizing she had a case load of work to do. But first thing first was to search for schools that was near Chiyo's neighborhood: Orudera Chugakko

It was the first school that was listed less than 2.5 miles from Miss Chiyo's home. She immediately started making arrangements and left voice mails to notify the school that a new student will be arriving.

Teresa enjoyed her temporary guardian. She hoped that she would one day become a permanent guardian even though it wasn't in the agreement. After all the tedious paperwork was finished, Chiyo led Teresa to her car. The ride home was never filled with silence. Chiyo like most elderly ladies, they can talk for hours and Teresa could have never been so grateful. She was distracted by the warmth and love this older women emitted that she no longer felt scared or confused about her situation.

When they pulled up to Chiyo's house. It was the definition of home. She had a small gate and behind the gate was a small garden that has rows of herbs and vegetables. The little old woman hopped out of the driver seat smiling handing Teresa the spare key to the house.

"Here you go young lady before I forget to give it you." She smiled. As they both entered the house, Chiyo began showing her where everything was placed. They finally reached the room where she would be sleeping at which was right across the bathroom. Her room was small but cozy. Her bed was right next to a large window where she can see the birds soar in and out the bird houses.

"Oh by the way, be sure to wash up and head to bed early" Chiyo reminded.

"Why?" She asked already laying on her soft bed.

"Because tomorrow you start your first day at Orudera Chugakko middle school" Chiyo smiled and closed the door to her room. Teresa's soul immediately depleted from her body. School?!

Let's just say Teresa didn't sleep one second throughout the night. She couldn't help thinking about the other students and what they might think of her. A new kid showing up towards the end of semester. No parents. No identity of who she is.What a great way to start the semester!

The first day jitters were normal for students but Teresa was ready to stop, drop, and roll at every stop sign. It was kind of Chiyo to drop her off at the front of the school but it was mostly so she would be familiar of the route she would take to head back home. Chiyo worked at the hospital. She would come home late or arrive the next morning. This was the reason why she couldn't be Teresa's official guardian. According to the social worker it was not in her best interest to have a guardian that was constantly absent; however Chiyo assured her that they would be seeing each other more often than she would think. Now for the predicament at hand:

Teresa was in her uniform like all the girls and boys but yet she felt the oddest of the bunch.This absolutely sucks she thought already walking up the steps to hell until...

"HEY YOU"

Teresa didn't need to turn around to figure out who was calling for her. She couldn't believe that of all the schools, this idiot had to be here. She looked over and saw the spikey blond boy glaring furiously. He was no longer surrounded by his goons like before.

"I have a name"

"Like I care. I'm not going to need to remember it once I get into U.A! But since you're new. I'm gonna give you a warning. I'm the only one applying to U.A. So stay out of my way, you got that!" He marched past her making sure his shoulder bumped into hers. At this everyone stared at her, and immediately started to whisper to one another.

She's that girl on the news?

Did you see her quirk?

Do you think she's already recommended to U.A?

I bet she thinks she's better than us. Just like Bakugo

Teresa was ready to turn back around and tell Chiyo she tried and school was just not her thing.Even though nothing good would come of her, if she ditched class; however it would make her feel better momentarily at least. As she was contemplating on ditching school, a boy with dark green hair rushed up the steps. He looked almost relieved to see her.

"H-hey your that girl with the rock quirk?" He said his voice obviously nervous. He just started to realize he was talking to a girl! Most girls in school would have thought of him as the weird boy without a quirk but Teresa saw him as a sweet cinnamon roll for some reason.

"Yeah. That's me."

"My name is Izuku Midoriya. What's your name?" He asked with a shy smile.

"I'm Teresa " She replied and started to really look at him for the first time. His hair was fluffy and he had freckles that if you swirl them together they might look like-"I don't know if anyone has ever told you but you remind me of cinnamon roll"

"Me a cinnamon roll?" Izuku said shockingly unsure whether to take it as a compliment.

"Yeah. You're adorable" She said squeezing his freckled cheek. Midoriya's face immediately flushed and his arms waving around not knowing what to say.

"I promise. I'm not flirting with you. But I can see you don't get a lot of compliments often." She chuckled.

"Oh...yeah. I'm quirkless so I don't really have anything to be complimented for" He answered honestly his voice becoming sad.

"I'm assuming the crazy firecracker Bakugo said that to you. Don't let him get to you. And what's his deal about getting into U.A" Teresa questioned as they both walked down the hall. The whispers of the students became annoyingly louder.

"Kacchan and I both wanted to become Heros ever since we were kids and U.A is the number one ranked high school where all the Top Heros get accepted like All Might. Anybody who wants to be a Pro Hero goes to U.A"

Teresa tried to wrap her brain of the concept of being an actual hero was a real occupation. But it was even harder for her to imagine Bakugo to be a hero. If anything Bakugo represented more of a villain than a hero she thought to herself.

When they arrived to their first class, the room was buzzing. Izuku motioned her to follow him near the back of the classroom. Unfortunately, the teacher had caught the new student and called her back to the front of the class to introduce herself. Why not just throw me out the window? She thought bitterly. All the students instantly turned silent and she can feel all the attention on her. Bakugo was among the students trying to act like he didn't care.

"Please tell us your name. Quirk. and what your top high schools that you want to get accepted to" The teacher asked. Normally, schools would ask your name and some fun fact about yourself. Not this school.

"Name is Teresa. Quirk Uh... I apparently can manipulate earthly elements. High school..." Teresa paused for a moment not knowing any other high schools besides the one school she's forbidden to apply. She can feel Bakugo's glare deepening. She never intended to cause drama with Bakugo but he made it so easy. So at the end she decided if she's going to raise hell, she might as well look into the devils eyes while doing it.

"I'm going to U.A" She smiled sweetly directly at the devil's face.

"LIKE HELL YOU ARE!"

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