Matchstick—more commonly known as Haruno Kaaru—sat draped over one of the old futon sofas in the common room with a large steamy mug of tea in one hand and a couple of sheets of paper in the other. Long polka-dot pink pyjama-clad legs were propped up on the weathered coffee table and loose red curls were brushed aside so he could read the words on the page better.

Only a single lamp was on in the common room, illuminating him in a single spotlight that stood out against the darkness of the rest of the room. Occasionally a beam of light would flicker on in the hallway as someone quietly padded towards the bathrooms or to grab a glass of water/midnight snack before they retreated to bed, still half asleep. Although darkness clung to every corner of the agency building, the first peeks of the morning sunrise could be seen poking out from behind the city's skyline and casted the grey buildings in a hazy glow.

Eyes flickered back to the page in his hands and he began to read the rather feminine looping scrawl written there.

Name: Hagakure Toru

Quirk: Prism

Abilities: Invisibility (outside of UV light) & H eliokinesis

Hero Name: Prism

Internship: The Endeavour Agency

The first page contained the internship form of Hagakure Toru where she had been required to fill out her civilian name, hero name, Quirk & its applications and which agency she would be interning under. Nothing too out of the ordinary… Kaaru mused, Decided to use the name of her Quirk as her hero name—little unoriginal but it fits.

Slurping on his tea, Kaaru thought back to yesterday's introduction to the young girl when she had arrived along with Endeavour's son for the internship. Right off the bat, Kaaru knew that he would be saddled with the girl, even without anyone saying anything; if only because Endeavour only had eyes for his prized son. One who seemed to be growing some balls, finally.

When Kaaru had first laid eyes on Toru, a few things had stuck out right away. First was that while she had revealed during the Sports Festival that her invisibility was clearly a mutation Quirk, it was the use of heliokinesis part of her Quirk during her one-on-one battle against that copycat kid, which had caused a bit of an uproar amongst the crowds and then there was how easily she had manoeuvred about the rocky terrain. Clearly had some sort of previous training, though her control leaves a lot left to be desired. Certainly could be a powerhouse-in-the-making, however.

Next had been how she'd held herself with an air of surety tinged with anxiety (or as far as he could tell via the floating uniform and darting eyes). She appeared confident in her choice of agency, stating that she wanted to work on her fighting skills—close combat mostly and her control of her light Quirk. Didn't want to touch on the tournament fight too much, though… Kaaru tiredly ran a hand through his hair as his eyes trailed down the page, Didn't want to talk much at all, actually.

Moving down the page, the form then asked if there was any queries, concerns or notes that the applicant had—usually this bit was left blank, unless an intern was especially anxious or tenacious; however Toru had filled out the box with a bit of an odd request.

Usually when questions were asked, they leant more towards asking if they could continue the internship after it had officially ended or even demanded advice to further themselves in their career. Instead Toru had requested one evening off to attend the wedding of a family friend, stating that when she had originally RSVPed, she hadn't known about the internships or what they would entail. Gotta remember to bring that up at some point…


"EURGH!" Kaaru jumped awake, rolling from his place on the couch to the faded carpeted floor where he landed with a thud—apparently he'd fallen asleep at some point early that morning. "What was that for?" He whined, slicking back his now soaking wet fringe from where it had plastered itself to his face.

"Heya Sparkles!" Greeted Kamiji Moe—more commonly known as the Pro hero, Burnin—far too full of cheer for so early in the morning. "C'me on! Rise and shine, sleepyhead!"

"Whaddya want, Kamiji?" Kaaru hauled himself to his feet as he shuffled over to the kitchenette where he placed his now empty cup and wrung out the water lodged in his papers.

"Don'tcha have a lil' flare to teach today?" Kamiji practically climbed into the fridge as she searched for breakfast.

"Yeah, so?"

"Soooo, it's nearly openin' time, dumbass!"

"Huh?" Kaaru glanced up at the Endeavour-themed clock that sat on the wall above the sink where the obnoxiously red fire hands read 8.50am, "Damn"

"You'd better go and wake 'er 'fore the dragon does, Sparkles!" Laughed Kamiji as she watched the rather feminine-looking hero rush out the door towards his internee's room.


KNOCK KNOCK!

"Hey, Spitfire! Time to get up!" Kaaru knocked on Toru's door, the shiny copper 70F staring back at him.

KNOCK KNOCK!

"C'mon! Wakey wakey!"

"…"

"Kid…?" Kaaru felt a little odd pressing his ear flat against the door, but he hadn't heard a reply from the girl—not even a bedsheet rustling or the stereotypical teenage groan at being woken so early in the morning.

"…"

"All right, that's it! I'm coming in!" Unlocking the door had been a cinch, owing of course to the fact that her dorm room had been keyed into his own keycard later yesterday evening after the girl had arrived. But it was what he found inside that stopped the hero in his tracks. "What. The. Hell…?"

Room 70F had been set up just like any other dorm room in the building, with the same cream & copper accents, the same furniture and even the same Endeavour-themed merchandise that was peppered around the place.

But that was not what caused the hero to stop and stare slack-jawed and bug-eyed at the scene before him. Where he had expected to find the teenager to be curled up underneath a layer of blankets and stubbornly ignoring his wake-up calls; he instead found her floating above the bed encased in light and fast asleep without a care in the world.

Padding further into the room, Kaaru soon found that the light that had encased Toru was what was keeping her afloat and the broken and flickering lamp on the bedside table appeared to be the source of some of her power at least. And that wasn't all—all around the room, tiny little…bubbles of light floated and twirled around them like tiny little stars, dancing to some unknown tune that he couldn't hear.

Picking his way through the broken glass on the floor, Kaaru reached over and turned off the broken lamp before turning his attention back to the floating girl in front of him. He deduced that at some point during the night, the top half of the lamp bulb had to have burst, though the filament within had stayed intact and had continued to glow. Which was probably where an unconscious Toru had begun to siphon the extra light from it, as it had been the only external source in the room.

It's almost like she was photosynthesising. Kaaru mused, stroking his soul patch in thought as the teen's eyes slowly peeled open and she suddenly plummeted straight down onto the bed, bouncing twice before curling back into her blankets as if nothing had happened.