I'm taking a brief break from suggestions. I'll pick it up again next update!
"Haga-san?" Izuku asked, toddling to the couch where the invisible girl was sitting. "Do you know where Otou-san is?"
Hagakure looked away from her phone and realized, shockingly, that Izuku had managed to make eye-contact somehow. "Uh, I think he's at a meeting. Do you need help, Izuku?"
"No," Izuku hummed. "I just want a snack."
"Okay, I'll get you one." Hagakure stood up and walked to the kitchen, Izuku trailing behind her. "What do you want?"
"Can I have a banana?" Izuku clamored onto a chair at one of the tables.
Hagakure got two, one for Izuku and one for herself.
Izuku fumbled peeling his banana at first, but managed on the third try. Suddenly, he giggled.
"It looks like Ojiisan Hizashi's hair." Izuku giggled.
Hagakure laughed as well. "Yeah, it kinda does look like Present Mic-sensei's hair."
The giggling died away. Hagakure finished her banana quickly and pulled out her phone, checking the news.
"Haga-san?" Hagakure looked up and saw Izuku once again managing eye-contact with the invisible girl. "I'm all done."
"Good job!" she praised. "Why don't you throw the peel away?"
Izuku nodded, grabbed his peel, and slid off his chair. He pressed the button to open the trash can and threw the peel away. Then he ran back to Hagakure and hugged her leg.
"Thank you, Haga-san!" He said brightly. Then he ran off, going to do who knows what.
Hagakure frowned to herself. Did Izuku mean to make eye-contact, or was it a coincidence? She shrugged. She may never know.
It felt nice to feel seen, though.
Ojisan mean uncle. And Otou-san means father. I don't think I've actually said that yet. Oops.
Slight Hagakure angst, I guess. It must be rough being invisible all the time. No one would ever make eye-contact, and for Americans at least, that is very important for communication. Sorry. Next chapter will be soft, I promise.
Sorry for the short chapter, as well.
Appreciate you all! ~BlackPolaris