"I see you've settled." Aizawa remarks as he enters the dorm, seeing Sayako setting things up by herself.
"…Yep." Sayako curtly coldly answers.
"You know you can't hide it forever." Aizawa states staring at her long-sleeved hoodie and gloves, taking note of the prosthetic dangling down her side.
"…I'll tell them when I tell them not that it has anything to do with you." Sternly, Sayako snaps strictly.
"Sayako I…" Aizawa begins but…
"Or would you just like to tell them that's what you like doing right? Just blurting out random private information about me after breaking teacher student confidently?" Coldly, Sayako sneers poison oozing out of her tense tone.
"…I broke your trust in me I know that." Aizawa begins making said girl grimace.
"Good then let's make things clear okay? I don't trust you. I can't trust you. I won't…not after everything." Honestly, Sayako sighs.
"…I know and I hope to earn back the trust you have in me as your teacher." Aizawa starts the fact firmly hands in pockets shoulders slumped.
"…It's going to be hard." Huffing, she tries to warn him but…
"I'll wait as long as it takes." Truthfully, Aizawa tells Sayako as she sighs watching on as the man leaves her to her own devices.
"…Right." Reluctantly, Sayako sighs scowling, furrowing her brow when watching the fleeting figure of Aizawa take his leave heading outside where she soon watches him approach the class of 1A outside, waiting eagerly for their first day of dorm life only making Sayako squirms slightly from the sheer sight of then. She swiftly slams her eyes shut trying to focus, trying to ignore the uncomfortable tense tightness in her chest constricting in on herself almost as if her chest caged her hammering heart, pleading, begging, beseeching Sayako to just run. She could hear its teeny tiny screams, screeches, shouts for her to run alongside the teeny tiny voices in her head hammering at her to just get out of there but she brushed it aside, knowing she had to confront them sooner or later especially considering certain…developments.
"I AM HERE!" Startled, said girl screeches, screaming to the high heavens, staring, scowling down at the blonde boy below phasing through the floor as next thing Sayako knew, the box she had been holding slams down upon the body, flight or fight insist taking over as she grits her teeth together, seething, snarling down at the box below but…
"Welcome back to U.A Sayako!" Smiling, said boy remains undeterred as his head pops out through the top of the box as Sayako simply stares stunned down at the blonde beneath, her greens gazing down at him blinking baffled, befuddled even, trying to understand, trying to comprehend him.
"…I was just kidnapped and you think it wise to startle me?" Mad, Sayako snarls seething, harshly hissing through her gritted teeth towards the bemaing blonde.
"Oh come on don't be such a sour puss!" Perkily, Mirio chuckles coyly, winking at her as he shrugs sheepishly at her.
"…I hate you." Grumbling, Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders exhaustion etched into her fatigued facial features too tired to deal with the boy below.
"Aw I missed you too cool arm by the way." Merrily, Mirio smiles as she slowly removes the box from where his head once stood turning her back to him when hearing the ruffle of clothes.
"Right…thanks. Also Mirio clothes." Curtly, Sayako snaps sharply scowling alarmed almost as she hears the faint ruffle her ears perking up at it. She swiftly slams her foot down, said threads upon Mirio swiftly coiling around him as he clumsily catches himself or at the least the falling fabric of his clothes.
"Oh thanks! Man you've gotten better with that cool quirk of yours!" Happily, Mirio points out making Sayako furrow her brow by his words, she did find it strange hoe easily she picked up on the sound of clothes ruffling perhaps it's from her own experience or perhaps her father's own habits had been picked up upon. Sayako didn't really know how to feel about that feeling the conflicting constraint of her chest only grow to tighten within her.
"Sir will be happy to see you up and attam!" Animatedly, Mirio breaks the still silence as he grins giddily at the girl above him.
"Right…well I should get back." Briskly, she turns her back to him having hoped she could keep her head down and not have too much spotlight on her then again from the way she was thinking about it she made it out as if she were the star of the show. Scowling, she furrows her brow at the thought, shaking her head dismissing it as she tries to return to the task at hand unpacking.
"As should… if you ever need to talk." Tentatively, Mirio offers only making the girl grimace, furrowing her brow by the response, feeling her body tense up at the offer given to her time and time again, she was going to a therapist now finding that count as talking at the least? Annoyed, Sayako scowls at the thought feeling her glaring glowering green hue twitch at the thought. She just wanted to get this done so she could get to her appointment so she could be so mentally exhausted that when she had to deal with her class it would be easier than having her neurotic antics and such if that made sense that is.
"I know see you." Swiftly, Sayako shuts the blonde down, she did appreciate the offer of aid, she had to admit Mirio was like an older brother to her, an annoying older brother at that. Still, she had to ponder was this how Hikaru felt when it came to her? She supposed her rather depressing attitude could grate against him sometimes then again dealing with Mirio was exhausting in itself, considering how optimistic he was she appreciated it at times sure but right now…?
"See ya!" Smiling, Mirio waves her off before dropping down leaving the girl to her own devices unaware of the low creak of the door as a sudden sharp spike of pain shoots up to Sayako's arm making her gasp. Suddenly, she falls flat to her knees, her knees buckling. She cradles her arm blinking back the tears gritting grinding her teeth together, where was the medicine stuff shit, shit, shit. Sayako curses internally panic pumping through her veins. Her glassy greens scout around her room until her hues widen when next she knew she looked up, seeing a familiar frog girl at her door.
"Shit! Tsuyu…" Desperate, she calls out reaching out to her hoping to explain as she leaps out of the door only then as she does so for her heart to drop when next she knew, her glassy glaring gold clash against a familiar pair of ruby reds.
"Hi…" Sayako breaks the still silence hanging heavily in the awkward air around both blondes, the two having no real clue what to say or at the least Sayako didn't know what to say. She shuffles squirms from his raw reds glaring glowering at her.
"…" Said scarlet narrowly glare into her green.
"You gonna glare at me all day or am I the only one continuing this one sided conversation." Curtly, Sayako shrugs her shoulders scowling.
"Your arm." Annoyed, Katsuki glances down at her arm.
"…Yeah." Sayako mutters glancing to the side.
"You lost it right?" Katsuki catches on.
"…I swear a bus hitting me would be more subtle than your deliveries." Bluntly, Sayako states the fact dryly.
"Why are you hiding it?" Incensed, Katsuki questions quirking his head to the side.
…Why are you asking?" Annoyed, she swiftly counters.
…" Red glare into green.
…" Green glare into red.
You going to the therapy thig they offered?" Sayako sighs shrugging her shoulders at him.
.." Katsuki's raw reds narrow further furiously.
Right course can't talk to you about feelings can I?" Sayako grumbles glaring to the side.
"…" Katsuki crosses his arms over his chest.
"Great talk bomber boy." Briskly, she sighs awkwardly patting his shoulder feeling him tense up as she swiftly strides away, bowing her head, internally screaming at said move.
"The fuck you call me!?" Mad, Katsuki yells at her angrily only to watch the girl storm off, leaving the dorm where she is greeted by Mic.
"Sayako hi." Happily, the man greets Sayako smiling softly at her, he has frizzy brownish black hair held back by a tie of some sort into a frizzy ponytail, he has warm orange eyes as he warmly welcomes the blonde before him smiling shyly at her.
"Augustine." Aloofly, Sayako nods her head at him, slowly sitting down next to the amn wearing a black dress shirt with a orange tie wearing a pair of black shoes and olive green trousers.
"How many times have I told you silly you can call me August?" Amused, August chuckles coyly chuckling.
"Right sorry." Sighing, she exclaims.
"It's alright wow this makes this our what now 20th session and you're on time that's impressive I remember the first few sessions you were an hour late." Happily, he smiles taking out his pocket watch flipping the lid to peer inside.
"I was surprised you were fine to see me then." Tiredly, Sayako stretches.
"You're my client course I do." Joyfully, he tells her.
"Cause you get paid." Playfully, she points out.
"Cause I want to see you silly." Smiling, he counters coyly.
"You got the candies?" Cheekily, Sayako leans in, a glint gleaming in her hues.
"I got the candies." Cheerily, he reveals said bowl.
"Yeeesssss you never see tizzlers anymore." Animatedly, Sayako smiles gushing over said candies.
"I reckon you're the first client I've had who love them everyone normally goes for the tangastics." Teasingly, he confesses watching her snatch said sweets.
"Urgh taingfatics aren't even tangy." Annoyed, Sayako scowls at the thought.
"I don't know the cherries are pretty tangy." Truthfully, Augustine points out.
"The cherries are the only reason I go for them I mean who goes for the egg or those weird dummies ones urgh…" Sayako grimaces glaring to the side at the thought of those pointless pieces of candy.
"Hey those dummies ones are pretty good." Teasingly, Augustine argues.
"Even the green ones?" Stunned, Sayako does a double take.
"Okay those are disgusting." Honestly, August gives her that.
"Agreed oh I also watched that movie you recommend to me." Sayako says.
"Oh?" August arches a brow.
"It was so sad I couldn't believe she had to raise those two kids on their own that must have been hard on her." Honestly, Sayako sighs furrowing her brow by the thought of those wolf children.
"Especially with having wolf children, that scene of her girl falling ill and having no clue whether to take her to the vet or not…you know some people would call that drama show a documentary." August points out, he had recalled a fair few other patients of his relating to her predicament, he remembered having a woman come in, a single mother. The father was killed in a hero incident feeling stressed from raising their mutant child alone as she was no mutant herself and had no real clue how to help her child, he tried all he could truly but he knew giving her a leaflet wouldn't help as much no matter how hard his boss pressed him to do it time and time again…
"…Yeah being a single parent isn't easy definitely makes me certain I don't want kids in the future." Firmly, Sayako sighs.
"…Why is that?" Curious, August asks her quirking his head to the side.
"Why? Need I remind you of the shit my old man had to deal with when raising me? I wouldn't be in therapy if someone fucked hadn't happened to me which I'm not blaming him for since he's busy…" Briskly, Sayako sneers disgust drenching her tired tense tone.
"Has he always been busy?" August queries.
"Well…yeah even when he was a hero he was always doing extra jobs always working late I remember as a kid thinking he did it cause he wanted to save lives but…when that whole thing happened with him losing his job and him becoming a doctor things hadn't really changed." Sayako sighs crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh?" August exclaims.
"He still came home late, me having to tuck Hikaru in bed while cleaning up the fast food we got…heh the only reason I began cooking when I did was cause I got sick of the same fast food but… I guess as he began working later I realized why he was doing it." Sighing, Sayako considers brow furrowing from it.
"Why do you think he was?" August ponders.
"To not come home." Simply, she shrugs.
"To not come home?" Surprised, he says shocked.
"…He…he already hated the situation he was in coming home to us only cemented that fact no doubt making him feel shitter so he began working more in order to well pay off debt from the lawsuits sent our way also to just…avoid us I guess? So he can do something as equally as gratifying as hero work to make him feel better about the situation he's in…" Sayako elaborates.
"Sayako…" August's orange hues soften slightly at the girl.
"It hurt at first sure but…you just deal with it you know? I mean dying my hair didn't help matters I still had his eyes, Hikaru still had his nose. We were walking reminders of what those two did." Sayako sighs furrowing her brow at the thought not quite sure why she did what she did.
"…And you think that's why you act as you do with your father you seem rather exhausted of him at times." Tentatively, August points out recalling a fair few sessions of her tone when it came to her dad, Kazz.
"I guess…a part of me feels bitter resentful even having to raise Hikaru I knew his job was hard but I suppose I expected super dad, I expected the hero people idolised, adored I guess I forgot he was human…" Honestly, Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders at the fact.
"…With a world of pros I think we all tend to forget the pros are human, they have just as many faults as we do they can crumble under pressure like any of us." Calmly, August points out.
"Yeah…" Sayako sighs nodding her head.
"You seem tense." August points out noting the bags heavily hanging under her hues.
"I…I'm moving into the dorms." Sayako sighs crossing her arms over her chest anxiously.
"So…your friends will see your arm." August gestures.
"Yeah." Sayako sighs staring down at said prosthetic.
"…And how does that make you feel?" August asks gently taking note of her slight squirm.
"How do you think it makes me feel?" Frowning, Sayako slides her hand over to her sleeve, shyly tugging the sleeve down.
"Scared, anxious, worried how they'll react." August shrugs his shoulders.
"…Yeah." Sayako says sadly.
"Look they may stare but after a while it'll be fine." Firmly, August assures her.
"…How will this be fine? How will any of this be fine?" Frowning, she snaps scowling at him.
"It won't be." Bluntly, August answers.
"But you said it would." Sayako scowls annoyed.
"Look it won't be easy but…tell me when you have a band aid what do you do?" August asks her.
"Rip it off." Sayako shrugs.
"Why?" August asks her making her scowl, further furrowing her brow by the question, the answer was obvious.
"Cause peeling it off will hurt more." Sayako states the fact firmly.
"Well think of it like that." August advises her.
"Easier said than done." Sayako grumbles glaring to the side.
"…You can't hide it forever you know?" August reminds her.
"…I know." Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders, she knew it was the truth still she had no clue where to begin with it all with her classmates.
"…Our session may have ended but do you…do you want to continue or…? I don't mind I don't really have another." August offers making Sayako sigh, she would if she wasn't so tired mentally anyway and maybe a bit physical too.
"I…I think I'm so exhausted to talk more you know emotionally wise. I mean I got a whole load of emotions to deal with when getting back." Bitterly, Sayako sneers scowling at the thought dread drenching her facial features.
"Of course remember Sayako if you ever want to talk further don't be shy to text and if it gets too much there's nothing wrong with putting your hands up and just going into your room for a minute to yourself or for a little jog of sorts though make sure to tell the teachers if you are…" Augustine reminds Sayako.
"I know…thanks August." Sighing, Sayako smiles shyly appreciative of Augustine's words.
"There we go much better. Enjoy those twilssers." Augustine tells her.
"Oh that I will." Sayako smirks standing up as she turns towards the door where she is greeted by…
"Oooh twis-" Merrily, Mic turns to greet the scowling Sayako.
"MINE!" Mad, Sayako snaps scowling bringing said sweets close to her chest cross.
"Awww come on just one." Whining, President Mic asks of her only to see her sharp scowl.
"When you start spilling your shit out maybe I'll consider it." Irritated, Sayako snaps scowling.
"What if I give you an A on your next paper?" Perkily, President Mic merrily offers.
"…Urgh." Sayako grunts glaring outside the window.
"That's it baby yeah!" Loudly, Mic screeches out loud making Sayako squirm flinching from the sudden sharp spike of a screech.
"Talk to me anymore and I will throw myself out of the car." Curtly, Sayako sharply snaps sneering poison oozing out of her tense tone.
"You got it kiddo heh…heh." Anxiously, Present Mic smiles strained at the sharp scowl sent his way as he drives Sayako back to the dorm while she mentally prepares herself for the discussion that will soon occur, one that she will dread but also knows it's needed to be said.
"So…how was…?" Aizawa asks as he turns to greet Sayako returning back to the dorm being greeted by the firm frown of Aizawa as she simply scowls back in return.
"…I don't have to tell you anything remember?" Snippily, Sayako reminds Aizawa.
"…Right." Aizawa sighs slowly closing his eyes exhaustion etched into his fatigued faicla features.
"Whoa….it's so sleek." Surprised, Sayako arches a brow by the gushing sound of voices.
"It's looks so professional." Brow furrowing, Sayako approaches the source seeing her classmates peering into a certain room making her flinch from the familiar door.
"I think I'd use the word modern." Mezo adds as she could feel her hues twitch when seeing them peer into her room.
"It looks like one of those millionaire pads you see on TV." Smiling, Kaminari adds.
"Hey who the hell said you could just look at my room!?" Mad, she sharply snaps scowling at the group peering into her black and white room.
"Hey…whose the blonde?" Bluntly, Sato ponders outload.
"You're shitting me right? It's Sayako dumbass." Sayako scowls, her hues narrowing at him.
"Whoa look whose back from the grave!" Merrily, Mina gushes warmly welcoming her.
"Sayako we missed you!" Tooru adds.
"Um well we're having a contest and…" Sero begins but…
"Oh so cause I'm not here you think you ca pry into my room like that?" Tensely, Sayako snaps scowling at them.
"W-We're sorry." Saddened, Ochaco bows her head.
"Urgh…" Sayako grumbles cradling her head annoyed.
"Sayako was your hair always blonde?" Curious, Kaminari asks.
"Course it was dipshit I just dyed it brown!" Bluntly, Sayako scowls.
"Oh….you look good as a blonde." Approvingly, Kaminari winks at her.
"Ah yes because I need your validation don't I?" Snippily, Sayako grumbles glaring to the side.
"Uh dude it was just a compliment." Kirishima intervenes trying to play peacekeeper however…
"Yeah we said it looked like one of those fancy places you'd see on TV." Smiling, Sero throws in.
"Just because it has the colour scheme of black and white doesn't mean it costs thousands." Tiredly, Sayako scowls.
"I didn't think you liked incense." Jiro remarks taking note of the thin sticks peering out of the bottle of sorts.
"It helps me concentrate." Casually, Sayako saunters in, opening the box by the stick's side, eyeing the variety of incense boxes below her.
"They look pretty old." Momo remarks.
"Yeah I was given them a long time ago never used them till now." Sayako sighs furrowing her brow as she picks up one remembering her father's fondness for the naturally made ones, remembering the heavy stench at home back then…she remembered her father always buying one for her to concentrate. But at first it would make her sick, it would get too much for her but overtime…she seemed to have adjusted to it. Perhaps it was the behavioural therapy thing or perhaps she grew up and got used to it, she had no clue really she had no idea.
"So what ones do you have?" Momo asks snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Eh don't really know it was sort of a package, Melissa Lavender. Rosemary. Frankincense." Frowning, Sayako lists gesturing with her fingertips to the number furrowing her brow at the incense labels.
"Which one's your favourite so far?" Curious, Momo asks as Sayako scowls at the question, she didn't really know, she did what they were meant to help, helping her focus on her studies. It was why her father bought tons for her when she was younger, she remember liking them as a kid. She remembered her father igniting them when she was struggling or having one of her days or moods… but then…when he left, when it all changed…
She began hating them, the sickly stench would make her stomach flip would make her blood boil, would…
Sayako shakes her head from the wave of emotions erupting within her washing over her. She grits her teeth together, grinding her teeth trying to compose herself, trying to find some sense of stability within her. She closes her eyes focusing furrowing her brow by the numbers she counts mentally in her head, trying to calm herself down, trying to ease her nerves, trying to stop the frustration flowing through her. However, as she does so, she furrows her brow by the faint flicker of a flash flickering in her hues, thinking back to a certain someone…
"…Lavender." Softly, Sayako whispers, her hues narrowing at the bottle in her hand.
"Didn't think you of as a lavender sort of gal." Cheekily, Denki remarks jokingly amused almost.
"Didn't think you potential heroes as the sort to just suddenly raid a room." Sayako coldly counters back, a hand on her hip.
"We said we were sorry okay!? We were just super curious." Calmly, Kirishima tries to calm her down.
"Urgh…" Sayako sighs scowling closing her eyes trying to calm down, trying to get things in order.
"Speaking of…Sayako how are you?" Intrigued, Midoriya asks her.
"Right…I should probably answer some questions for you guys." Sayako sighs sauntering over to the living space of sorts slamming her body down on the chair nearby draping her legs over the arm of the chair.
"Only if you're okay with doing that." Tenya tells her waving his arm chopping the open air bringing a small shy smile to Sayako's lips at the familiar sight. the rest of 1A surround her, eager to hear what she has to say.
"I don't really have a choice it's either that or get some botched up one from Aizawa or some other random who thinks they know shit." Sneering, Sayako grumbles glaring to the side as she brushes them off before sitting herself down on the sofa, placing one leg over the other.
"So…I guess I should start with this." Shakily, Sayako sighs furrowing her brow as she slowly but surely slides her jacket off, feeling her heavy heart drop bowing her head as everyone's eyes widen when seeing the prosthetic presented before their eyes as she exposes herself to the class of 1-A.
Silently, Class 1A stare silently at the elephant in the room that is Sayako's new limb while she sits in the seat scowling, squirming slightly, furrowing her brow trying to deal with the spotlight shining down upon her burning, blinding, blistering her even.
"So you going to stare or are the cyborg jokes coming?" Uneasily, Sayako smiles strained, trying to joke around trying to lighten the tight tension hanging heavily in the air around them.
"DUDE THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR ARM?" Loudly, Sato bellows boisterously as the others turn to gawk at the tall giant gawking at the sheer nerve of him.
"…It got cut off." Unfazed, Sayako states the fact flatly.
"What!? Who did that to you!? That's so uncool!" Horrified, Tooru demands.
"…My dad." Deadpanned, Sayako shrugs making the others recoil back baffled.
"Your dad cut your arm off!?" Kirishima screeches screaming to the high heavens.
"A arm is pretty useless with all the nerves busted." Bluntly, Sayako says straight-faced.
"Couldn't recovery girl have fixed it or something?" Frowning, Midoriya ponders perplexed.
"Nope broken beyond repair." Resolved, Sayako tells Midoriya seeing him take out his notes going into a world of his own.
"S-Sayako I'm…" Guilty, Sero begins scratching the back of his neck but…
"Upupup none of that." Swiftly, Sayako raises her hand up.
"Huh?" Sero blinks baffled by the hand.
"Can it with the sorry crap I've heard enough of that shit. Saying sorry isn't going to bring my arm back." Sayako sighs stating the fact firmly to the class.
"Well I mean who would want a normal arm thing when you could have that badass arm!?" Pained, Kirishima tries to offer optimistically but…
"Either way what's done is done. Now anymore questions you got?" Done, Sayako sighs hands up in the air exhaustion etched into her fatigued facial features.
"Well…" Sero begins but…
"Best Jeanist is your dad." Shoto states.
"…Father." Formally, she corrects.
"Huh?" Jiro blurts out.
"I got two dads." Lazily, she reveals as a few eyes expand.
"How is that possible?" Mystified, Mineta gawks.
"We live in a world of quirks what did you expect?" Irritated, Sayako scowls at him.
"But isn't that…" Momo begins but…
"Illegal? " Jiro cuts her off.
"Yeah partnerships aren't allowed to…" Tooru throws in.
"Have kids yes, stupid rule if a man and woman can fuck up a kid why can't a man and a man or a woman and woman? Or just urgh…I don't want to get into politics." Grumpily, Sayako sighs slumping in her seat.
"So men can find other men attractive?" Amazed, Momo whispers.
"…Momo how sheltered are you?" Stunned, Sayako does a double-take at the sheltered child.
"I…I'm sorry." Shyly, Momo bows her head making Sayako grimace at the sharp sting of guilt gnawing away at her from Momo's response.
"No, no that isn't the tone I should use. Yes Momo men can find other men attractive is someone like Mineta finds girls attractive a man can just as well perv on boys do." Drained, Sayako sighs.
"Hey what's that meant to mean?" Mystified, Mineta scowls.
"So…you were made with a quirk then." Mezo exclaims.
"Yep." Sayako confirms.
"So does that mean your bone density is different from ours? Does that mean your quirk was-" Excited, Midoriya gasps gushing, his hues widening taking out a familiar notebook and pencil but…
"Midoriya." Warningly, Sayako scowls at Midoriya.
"S-Sorry I'm just really curious." Midoriya winces, slumping curling on himself looking apologetically at Sayako.
"As I would expect still…I don't really know I think I'm the same as you lot but for all I know the way I was created could have given me some advantages or heck some disadvantages compared to how you guys were made." Sighing, Sayako considers unsure.
"…But I still don't understand what's the big deal about two men having a child?" Jiro shrugs her shoulders.
"Like I said I'm not getting into politics but there is some stupid reason as to why same sex couples can't get married." Miserably, Sayako grumbles.
"But they can have partnerships." Perkily, Aoyama offers optimistically.
"Why do these have to be categorised in the first place? Why do they have to be separate?" Scowling, she demands from the group.
"W-Well…" Aoyama stutters shyly glancing to the side.
"Urgh sorry like I said no politics for me right now okay guys." Fed up, Sayako sighs hands up in the air exhaustion etched into her fatigued facial features.
"But I just don't get it I mean…what's the big deal?" Mystified, Momo argues.
"The big deal is that I come from two pro heroes one of which is condemned while the other is revered, two who at one time were one of the top in popularity charts everyone loved them so how would it look when two of the top favourite heroes had done some rather naughty activities?" Annoyed, Sayako elaborates.
"Not well…" Tokoyami closes his eyes.
"Not well for the commission that's for sure." Snippily, Sayako sneers scowling.
"Sayako…" Mezo furrows his brow at her.
"I still don't get it though." Momo mutters.
"Yeah they saved lives surely they do enough." Kirishima joins in equally as lost.
"Perhaps but also think about it like this as another factor for it. The commission have backers right?" Sayako proposes.
"Backers?" Befuddled, Mina raises a brow.
"How do you think they afford to do what they do? Setting up program after program well these backers…who they may rely upon heavily may have some…interesting viewpoints, viewpoints that some of the members agree with or pretend to appease them for their pay checks, so imagine if one of their most popular heroes a par no less goes against one of their prominent backers belief represents what this group of backers despise…" Drained, Sayako offers another explanation or at the least another factor for this situation.
"What are you getting at?" Tenya asks adjusting his lenses.
"The hero system is corrupt all of it in lame man's terms." Truthfully, Sayako deadpans.
"I doubt all of them are corrupted." Meekly, Midoriya offers only making Sayako scowl. But she bites her lip too tired to go into another tangent, too tired from her session prior.
"Why did you hide this from us?" Shoto questions confusion clear on his furrowed features.
"…I was sort of told to. Since me being born is sort of well you know illegal." Sayako sighs knowing Kiyoko's position well while Kiyoko could help those struggling, she couldn't help everyone…
"But…" Sero begins but…
"If you say we're your friend's crap may I just argue back by saying I haven't met your folks so why should you know mine?" Mad, Sayako snaps scowling massing the side of her tense temple.
"You met my father." Frowning, Shinso points out.
"Not by choice." Curtly, Sayako barks back.
"…Fair point." Sighing, Shoto gives her that.
"Now that's out of the way goodnight." Swiftly, Sayako stands from her seat.
"Goodnight!?" The others gawk after that reveal.
"I'm too tired for any more of this shit I've said what I've said now if you'll excuse me I got some z's to catch up on if you have any more questions try in the morning I may answer them or I may punch you in the face." Frankly, Sayako explains to the group turning to the door of her bedroom.
"Wait Sayako um here." Shyly, Sato rushes up a plate in his hand.
"What is it?" Intrigued, Sayako turns towards Sato.
"It's some cake I thought." Sheepishly, Sato smiles showing said cake.
"Oh Sato that's nice but I'm not hungry." Honestly, Sayako tells him.
"Oh…" Sato furrows his brow making Sayako grimace guilt gnawing away at her despite knowing she wouldn't eat that single slice; she didn't have the stomach for it not that much anymore…
"Look give it to one of the girls or something I appreciate the thought but I just…can't." Curtly, Sayako sighs trying to be polite but…
"Right…" Sato smiles strained.
"Hey Sayako we were thinking of going out to eat tonight, Kirishima's buying how about it?" Merrily, Mina offers hands behind her back making Sayako sigh the guilt gnawing further furiously away at her.
"No thanks." Tensely, she smiles strained.
"Huh? Come on none of us haven't seen ya in like forever." Frowning, Kirishima argues.
"I'm not hungry alright?" Annoyed, Sayako snaps sharply scowling as the others flinch from her boisterous bark.
"Alright…" Dejected, the others whisper watching the door slams shut as she heads to bed done with it all.
"Sayako could you come out?" Loudly, the knock of the door interrupts the startled Sayako gasping, heaving, huffing, cradling her tense throat wincing whimpering as she tries to compose herself, counting, ignoring the sweat sliding down her tense temple.
"Urgggghh…you lot are fucking lucky I ain't like Bakugo…" Bitterly, Sayako grumbles as she out of her room, following Ochacko outside where she sees…
"The hell are with the waterworks?" Bluntly, Sayako furrows her brow by the sight of a crying frog.
"Sayako!" Scowling, Ochacko lightly hits her shoulder.
"The way I acted when I saw your arm it must have made you feel self-conscious I can't imagine how you are feeling right now and with the way I reacted I'm so sorry." Sniffling, Asui apologises bowing her head to the stunned Sayako.
"What were you even doing peering into my room in the first place?" Perplexed, Sayako asks Asui.
"I…I wanted to talk to you to apologise." Asui reveals.
"And you didn't think you knock?" Sayako furrows her brow.
"Sayako…" Sighing, Midoriya furrows his brow at her
"Urgh its too late for this. Tsuyu the hell are you on about?" Annoyed, Sayako sighs wanting to get to the point.
"I said we shouldn't save you." Asui reveals.
"And…?" Sayako arches a brow befuddled.
"And? I…said that." Asui answers.
"Yeaah I got the message." Muttering, Sayako sighs.
"But…aren't you mad?" Mystified, Asui questions.
"Why would I waste my time being mad at just you?" Stunned, Sayako scowls at Asui.
"I…I said I wouldn't save you. I…I knew you would have saved me and…" Anguished, Asui whimpers bowing her head only then to falter from Sayako's sigh.
"From that logic I should be mad at the other guys like Uraraka for not coming to help me. You didn't honestly think I would expect you lot to save me let alone those morons over there!? You think I would just demand someone to save me!? Look if it makes you feel better if you were taken I'd probably wouldn't save you well I mean unless it was part of the job I mean…." Unsure, Sayako trails off from her point as she finds herself stumbling too tired to really consider the question.
"Oh…" Asui exclaims.
"Besides this arm was taken at camp it was long gone by the time I was kidnapped nothing you could have done would have saved it. To be honest now that I think about it I'm surprised this arm of mine wasn't taken off sooner with the amount of vending machine episodes I've had.…Okay are we done now? Cause I'm mentally drained and I'm going to bed." Sayako sighs exhaustion etched into her strained sigh turning her back to the group hand up in the air done.
"Sayako." Asui calls out once more.
"What? I swear if it's another apolg-" Annoyed, Sayako scowls but…
"…Thank you." Asui cuts her off making Sayako sigh, a small shy smile upon her lips.
"…The past is in the past lingering in it isn't healthy the only thing you can do is strive ahead take your mistakes and analyse them see what you can do to be better." Sayako explains turning her back to the group their hues widening when hearing her words.
"…Sayako." Midoriya begins but…
"Night." Tiredly, Sayako yawns, grumbling under her breath before heading inside the dorm, too tired to deal with the people outside as she heads inside, heading to bed…
"I believe I mentioned this already but your main focus this summer is obtaining professional hero licences." Aizawa announces to his class as they sit in their seats while he himself stands before the podium.
"Yes sir." The class chorus.
"Do not take this lightly. A hero license means you are responsible for human lives you can imagine the exam for it is difficult only 50% of students pass the test required for the permit each year." Sternly, Aizawa answers scowling at his classmates.
"It's that hard to get a hero license!?" Horrified, Mineta gawks gaping at the thought.
"In order to prepare today you'll concentrate on making something new….2 ultimate moves." Aizawa answers just as the door slides open…
"Nooooo…" Sayako groans sinking slumped in her seat scowling at the figure in the doorway.
"The exam is a normal thing." Midnight says.
"But this is totally hero work." Cementoss throws in walking by her side.
"When we say ultimate we mean a move you'll use to win against your opponent." Aizawa answers as both Midnight and Cementoss side either side of her.
"A action so unique to your identity that no other person can hope to copy it. You must learn to learn it to lean into your strength." Seriously, Cementoss exclaims.
"Your moves represent who you are these days most pros have an ultimate move those who don't are fools." Firmly, Midnight tells the crowd.
"This may sound abstract but for ow change into your costumes and meet in gym gamma…" Aizawa orders as the whole of Class 1A arise from their seats going to go change.
"The training dreamland put short TDL. This facility of my own devising here I am able to prepare terrain and training objects personalised for each and every one of you students hence dreamland." Cementoss explains to the class as they all stand some in their hero gear some not in the gym.
"If I could ask a question! Why are special moves necessary to obtain a provisional license?" Tenya raises his hand up in the air.
"I'll explain it to you step by step. Incident, accidents, distaste, human calamities it is the job of a hero to rescue people from all types of trouble. Naturally the exam for the license is designed to measure that aptitude." Aizawa sighs exhaustion etched in his tired tone shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Mobility, fighting ability, judgment, information gathering and leadership each year the exam conditions changes to these different aptitudes. But among them fighting ability is a heavily weighted consideration for heroes they say that being well prepared means no worries having such techniques in your arsenal will greatly affect your chances of success." Sternly, Midnight informs the class.
"If instead of being controlled by the situation you are able to bring stability to the situation that is a mark of a hero's true fighting ability." Cementoss points out.
"Not all special moves are for offensive purpose for example Ida's recipural burst to be able to move at blistering fast speeds for short bursts of time that itself is an impressive ability worth of being called a special move." Aizawa adds.
"You'd really call that a special move!" Touched, Tenya whimpers.
"I see so it's really about drawing from our natural strengths to create something that will give us a leg up." Midoriya considers brow furrowing from the thought.
"Exactly, think of Sayako when she first came here when she used those strings of hers to detect movement to gain the upper hand to use said strings like a spider web to trap their foe." Midnight adds.
"Wait that was your special move?" Mystifed, Kirishima turns to Sayako.
"I…" Sayako begins brow furrowing faltering from the sudden spotlight shining down upon her.
"I take it your father trained your special move when you were young." Aizawa gathers.
"You could say that." Tiredly, Sayako grimaces furrowing her brow by her father's training time with her, her just running, fleeing from the fierce fighter that is her father only then to falter grimacing at the sharp sting to her constricted chest.
"Now then between now and the start of the next school term…in the remaining days we have of summer break we're going to strengthen your quirks and work out your special moves, a bootcamp in addition with the development of quirks and the nature of your abilities in mid consider the ways in which your costumes can also be improved. Some of you may need to take that into account." Aizawa explains as his hues narrow noting the shy Sayako holding her arm.
"Now are you all ready to go plus ultra?" Aizawa asks seeing her in her normal attire.
"I'm pumped up! Yeah!" Happily, the class cheerily chorus.
"Sayako…are you ready?" Aizawa asks as said girl flinches from the call of her name.
"…Not really no." Frankly, Sayako states the fact firmly.
"Let's just see what you're capable of." Merrily, Midnight proclaims proudly.
"Fin-Shit!" Skidding, Sayako curses as she tumbles forward furring her brow blood boiling, feeling the red rush flushing across her flustered facial features. She clumsily catches herself ad by clumsily catches herself she means smashing against the tall towering rock pillars around the training ground.
"Sayako are you…?" Worriedly, Midnight rushes over to her.
"I'm fine." Frowning, she snaps sharply scowling, holding her arm wincing at the aching searing sensation in her arm cradling it.
"You don't look fine." Frowning, Midnight points out.
"Do I look like I want pity?" Perturbed, Sayako snaps sharply.
"You were quicker before." Midnight remarks thoughtfully.
"Yeah well with this thing my movements aren't going to be the best." Bitterly, Sayako sneers glaring glowering at her arm just an explosion emits from behind, her hues narrowing at the roaring Katsuki blasting blast after blast.
"…So you'll have to change your battle style." Simply, Midnight shrugs making her flinch.
"…Within a week or so!?" Scowling, she turns sharply to Midnight mad, her blood boiling, bubbling, burning.
"If you don't want to be left behind you need to swallow your pride and learn a new style of fighting." Frowning, Aizawa strolls up, hands shoved into his pockets.
"You make that sound so easy…" Agitated, Sayako sneers scowling at him.
"Sayako I never said it was going to be easy." Aizawa sighs.
"Clearly…" Curtly, Sayako huffs turning to face away from her classmate ignoring the fuming fierce flames blistering blaze within her at the sight of her classmate's prospect. She knew she shouldn't be feeling like this…she knew…
"Sayako." Aizawa begins as Sayako slams her eyes shut biting her lip feeling the sharp sting of her lip.
"You don't get it! I grew up, this style…my parents and I made it this was…" Fuming, Sayako seethes scowling ignoring the ain in her constricted chest thinking back to the bedridden man, back to…
"You don't have to abandon it but you need to find a way to work with your arm." Aizawa sighs seeing her fidgeting fists fuming.
"With the weight of your prosthetic it will make you not as agile as if we had to compare Sero…" Sternly, Aizawa begins as Sayako slams her eyes shut ignoring the pain in her constricted chest.
"…This is pointless." Pained, Sayako turns on her heel.
"Sayako!" Sternly, Aizawa calls out to her but…
"What's the point in me being here when you have someone like Sero who can do the same thing as me practically!?" Pained, Sayako demands from her teacher.
"It isn't the same and if you're going to have that attitude then leave." Aloofly, Aizawa exclaims.
"…Fuck you." Sayako seethes.
"Sayako!" Aizawa snaps sharply seeing said girl storm out of the door.
"You were the one hounding me to come back I told you this would happen but you just don't listen do you!? None of you never fucking listen!" Shouting, Sayako snaps at Aizawa angrily before turning on her heel storming off, done with UA, done with heroics, done with her godforsaken teacher…
"Fucking prick, fucking asshole, fucking…" Fuming, Sayako snaps scowling seething snarling, fury flowing through her veins as she storms out of the gym, heading off to who knows where…
"Sayako hi." Happily, Yagi calls out to the girl smiling shyly at her.
"…What do you want druggie?" Sayako snaps scowling at the blonde before her.
"…I saw you storm out of training you seemed rather mad." Yagi takes note of.
"Aren't I always mad?" Snippily, Sayako huffs grumbling glaring to the side scowling.
"You know what I mean…" Gently, Yagi sighs softly at her.
"You lot come bothering me when I should be resting just to bring me back here to shove in my face how weak I've become thanks to this stupid fucking hand…" Fuming, Sayako scowls pacing back and forth fuming while Yagi simply watches the girl.
"Sayako." Softly, Yagi crouches down, taking a seat on the bench brow furrowing at her.
"Why did you even ask me? You knew I'd be at the bottom, the lowest of the fucking low, you knew I'd easily be outdone by Sero…Shinso should be here not me." Miserably, Sayako slowly slides down on the bench brow furrowing joining his side.
"Is that what you think?" Yagi asks her.
"I fucking hate it here, I hate being weak, I hate being helpless, I help this all of this! It's like they enjoy watching me helpless seeing me stand there as those that I saw weak once were now besting me were now moving o ahead of me were now…better than me…me!" Mad, Sayako seethes scowling fury flowing through her veins.
"Sayako!" Yagi furrows his brow at her.
"I am the daughter of two great fucking heroes. I was born to be a hero, I was trained ever since I could walk, I was…I was…" Angry, Sayako begins brow furrowing as she attempts to explain herself.
"You're being left behind again…" Yagi catches on seeing said girl flinch from it.
"It isn't fair none of this is fucking fair!" Fuming, Sayako seethes slamming herself on the bench brow furrowing fuming.
"Life isn't fair Sayako I thought you'd know that." Yagi points out.
"That doesn't mean I like it." Irritated, Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders.
"None of us do trust me if I could, I would still be the symbol of peace but here I am a shrivelled up old man…rotting away as the next generation take on the heavy load. I had tried to carry for so long…you were right." Resolved, Yagi confesses to her.
"Hm?" Sayako perks up from his words.
"What you said before about me bearing the burned I shouldn't have done that I should have leant on people more just like you should." Sighing, Yagi bows his head.
"…" Silently, Sayako grimaces from his words lancing to the ide sighing.
"You know I'm right I know how it feels to feel helpless to feel as if everyone pities you as if everyone is laughing at you. But they aren't. I know it feels like they are taking pity on you, their looks may look like looks of pity or their acts of help may seem to be out of pity but that isn't true. Young Midoriya speaks of how powerful you are how strong you are I mean you stood your ground against the villains, even when kidnapped eve when standing before all might and your father's…you stood there trying to be strong you have what it takes to be an amazing hero Sayako but to do so you need to take those steps they won't be easy but…" Earnestly, Yagi explains to Sayako blinking back the tears threatening to fall, furrowing her brow not quite sure what to really say sighing sadly.
"But they have to be done." Sayako argues annoyed.
"They do…now come on we got training to do." Yagi softly pats her shoulder.
"…Fine." Frowning, she slowly stands joining his side slowly making their way back to the gym.
"Everyone's working hard huh?" Happily, Yagi announces himself to the other teachers.
"All Might." Aizawa acknowledges him.
"Yeah I am here…also guess who I brought." Beaming, Yagi drapes his arm over the scowling Sayako softly pushing her forward.
"Sayako…" Midnight's hues widen when seeing said girl.
"Not one word." Sternly, she snaps scowling
"Why are you here?" Aizawa asks Yagi.
"Because I have a day off and I don't have anything else to do! Hah!" Yagi jokes lightly trying to lighten the mood.
"Will you focus please on recuperating and lesson planning?" Aizawa grumbles.
"Hey what's with the cold reception? They're working their big moves now right? There's no way I could miss out on this I'm still a U.A teacher you know." Yagi huffs at Aizawa just as the group perk up at the explosion emitting from behind making the group turn to see the ectoplasm clones be destroyed.
"Now you explode! It's been a while since I was able to let loose…ectoplasm I killed him give me another one." Boisterously, Bakugo bellows.
"That boy is incredible." Midnight whispers.
"Yes. He'll get even stronger in` the future." Firmly, Yagi says as Sayako scowls, furrowing her brow brushing them off, returning to her training swinging around the place clumsily. But she managed despite the trips and falls.
"Woah Bakugo's going hardcore." Kirishima remarks impressed.
"I bet he's got a ton of special ideas for his special move ready." Sero remarks.
"Just so you know I've been thinking about this since I was a kid." Boastfully, Mineta says smirking.
"Yeah you got to before right? I used to imagine wielding a lighting sword! I'm getting hyped up to think I could something as cool in real life." Kaminari smirks smugly.
"Sayako is internally panicking about it." Cementoss points out seeing said girl struggle, seeing her sharp scowl as the others boast and chat.
"That girl…she has a lot to do to catch up with her classmates. Its weird at the start of it all she was the one way ahead of her peers in terms of physical work but now…she's far behind." Midnight says.
"Can you blame her with what she's been through…?" Tensely, Yagi sighs.
"Katsuki was kidnapped just as well and look at him." Aizawa looks towards the blonde blasting clone after clone.
"Yes but at the least he kept his arm." Yagi remarks.
"Fortunately for us Sayako has her super moves but whether she can perform as efficiently as before is yet to be seen…" Aizawa sighs shoving his hands into his pockets watching on as the rest of the class continue training preparing for the exam.
"Yo Sayako!" Smiling, All Might approaches the heaving huffing mess, sweat sliding down her tense temple grimacing cradling her arm as she shakily stands, holding her arm trying to ignore the hobbling pain in her arms and legs.
"…What?" Huffing, she turns to furrow her brow at Yagi leant against the tall towering stone wall.
"I've noticed normally when you hit you hit lightly but use the momentum of your body to make those hits harder which is great but with your arm I feel as if you should focus on building the moment of that arm of yours to make a huge smash you know." Smiling, Yagi joins her side smiling shyly at her.
"Like your move." Sayako furrows her brow by the comparison.
"Yeah!" Yagi beams brightly at her.
"Isn't that a bit risky?" Sayako scowls quirking her head to the side.
"Normally however with your strings, you could catch yourself if you fail you know?" Yagi points out.
"I guess I could give it a try." Tentatively, Sayako sighs flexing her wrist.
"He's suddenly good at this and Sayako's listening to him? Even Dummies can be teachers easy education theory…" Aizawa scowls furrowing his brow muttering miserably under his breath when seeing how easy Yagi talks to Sayako, his hue twitching, a part of him feeling frustration flow through him.
"Regarding your costume improvement if anything needs to change head to the development studio get the experts to help you out and get suggestions they'll know what to do." Midnight approaches Sayako who nods her head in understanding giving her own advice as Aizawa could feel his hue twitch as training continues…
"Are you sure you're okay?" Momo asks Sayako as she walks by Sayako's side alongside Jiro.
"I'm fine Momo Jiro tell her." Huffing, Sayako turns to Jiro twirling her earlobe jack.
"I don't know you walking out like that says something else." Jiro points out.
''I'm fine just needed some air." Annoyed, Sayako sighs grumbling glaring down at the ground below brow furrowing.
"But…" Jiro begins as they approach the door.
"Momo Jiro I am-ARGHHH!" Screeching, Sayako cries out as the door before her bursts open, smoke spewing out. Sayako screeches shocked when she is flung forward towards the window which she splattered upon horrifying her friends.
"Hey Shinso want to go out and eat later." Smiling, the girl from general studies smiles up at Shinso as they leave lesson.
"Can't busy." Briskly, he brushes her off.
"Oh come on." Whining, she huffs.
"I've got trainin-" Shinso begins but…
"ARGHHH!" Surprised, the general study students stare shocked at the blonde blur being thrown smoke spewing out as…
"Isn't that the girl who…?" The boy from general studies begins but…
"Holy shit! Sayako!" Jiro cries out rushing over to her side.
"Urgh…." Groaning, Sayako moans, her leg twitching from the impact of it all.
"Don't go into the light!" Frantically, Momo rushes over to her friend's side shaking her, foam spewing out of the swirly eyes Sayako groaning.
"Um Momo I don't think she's…" Softly, Jiro tries to talk to her friend trying to stop her but…
"Wha…ARGH!" Shinso stares stunned as suddenly a perky pink figure pounces upon Sayako surprising both Sayako and Momo when next they knew Sayako's arm was being tugged out of her socket or at the least being tried to.
"My baby!" Beaming, the pink haired girl gushes over the arm while Jiro, Sayako and Momo simply stare stunned at the girl being dragged off, pulled into the lab of sorts.
"My arm! Momo! Jiro!" Panicked, Sayako cries out to her friends feebly holding her trying to help their frightened friend.
"Get off her!" Angrily, Jiro snaps scowling at her.
"My baby!" Happily, Hatsume continues cheering as the scared Sayako screams.
"Hatsume what are you doing!?" Panicked, Power Loader gawks at the scene playing out.
"GET HER OFF ME!" Mad, Sayako screams shocked.
"Wow you're a bean pole ain't cha?!" Hatsume pats Sayako down.
"GET OFF ME!" Blushing, Sayako snaps scowling at the handsy girl.
"How inappropriate!" Momo gasps, hand over her mouth a ruby red tint to her cheeks.
"What are you playing at perv?!" Jiro snaps scowling at Mei, a heavy hue of ruby red upon her crimson cheeks.
"Your arm was one of my babies! I mean I didn't know who it was going to so I didn't get to do much buuuut…" Fondly, Mei gushes holding the arm now pulled out of Sayako's socket hugging it almost as she gushes over it.
"Look I'm just here for an upgrade." Shakily, Sayako sighs as Momo and Jiro help her up.
"Oh yeah I heard from Eraserhead come on in." Power Loader smiles inviting the three in.
"Of course here my paperwork." Sayako slides the paper from her pocket over.
"Oh right here." Jiro passes her paper.
"Yeah mine too." Momo does the same.
"Thank you so what brings you here?" Power Loader turns to the computer.
"I'm here for a new design." Sayako reveals.
"A new design?" Momo says surprised.
"Yeah here, I also need for my winter attire to match with my new arm." Sayako reveals to both Jiro and Momo.
"Yay! Come on little baby!" Hatsume cheers as she begins going gaga for it.
"Ah! What is with people prying my arm off me!?" Miserably, Sayako sighs scowling.
"Right we can work this out but let me see Sayako…your fighting style is very agile with this arm no doubt it's providing an anchor of sorts perhaps we can provide a lighter metal for the arm." Power Loader considers.
"That could work um here's the design." Sayako sighs passing the paper over.
"Right thanks. This is a pretty big change you're lucky Aizawa gave you the paperwork for it beforehand we'll get right to it." Power loader tells her.
"Thanks." Thankful, Sayako bows her head grateful for the aid so they could continue training…
Scowling, Sayako furrows her brow focusing on the task at hand. Sayako swings from one tall, towering rock to another as she swings from one to another trying to keep the momentum that is until…
"Watch out All Might!" Surprised, she jolts up at Midoriya's cry seeing the rocks come crashing down from behind All Might thanks to Katsuki's explosion. Cursing, Sayako's hues narrow, darting down swinging over to the blonde swiftly snatching said blonde before putting the blonde out of the side.
"Sayako…?!" Stunned, Yagi stares surprised at the woman holding her swiftly saving him.
"Be careful I get where they're coming from but have I already become someone in need of protection? Pained, Yagi couldn't help but furrow his brow as Sayako releases him where Yagi watches on as the rest of Sayako's classmate come over to him, talking cheerily conversing amongst themselves.
"Whatever your thinking stop it won't do you any favours." Frowning, Sayako calls out as Yagi jolts up at the voice, his beady blues widening when meeting her glaring gold.
"Thank you…" Softly, said blonde smiles shyly.
"All Might it's a bit dangerous so you might want to keep your distance." Midoriya advises him.
"That's rude Bakugo my boy sorry about that." Yagi smiles shyly at Midoriya before calling out to Bakugo tending to his training.
"That's it for you class 1-A! We have plans to make use of the TDL from today afternoon on!" Loudly, Vlad King calls out.
"Class B." Kirishima's eyes widen when seeing said students.
"Urgh…I really can't deal with these guys right now…" Sayako scowls crossing her arms over her chest too tired to deal with them.
"Erasure you best get out of the way." Vlad hollers.
"We've still got ten minutes left you've got a little trouble telling time?" Tiredly, Aizawa reminds him.
"Hey did you guy's know?! Half of those who take the provisional licence exam fail! All of class A can fail together!" Merrily, Monoma heckles.
"…" Silently, Sayako stares scowling at the blonde before her.
"Sayako are you okay?" Concerned, Mina asks furrowing her brow at her.
"Y-Yeah just…just peachy." Pained, Sayako sighs sadly.
"What's wrong Sayako no rebuttal no cursing?" Cackling, Momona mocks her.
"Leave her alone Monoma she's got enough on her plate as it is." Irritated, Kirishima tells him however he is swiftly met by…
"Ahahahahahah! What's wrong Sayako cat got your tongue?" Tauntingly, Momona merrily cackles at the furrowed frown of the eerily silent Sayako.
"Sayako doesn't want to waste her breath on a measly extra like you not that I could blame her. Ain't that right string girl?" Katsuki calls out taking the others aback by his intervention.
"H-Huh? Y-Yeah…" Shyly, Sayako jolts up from his voice nodding dumbly.
"What was that?" Katsuki jumps down from the rock ledge.
"Y-Yeah!" Shyly, Sayako glances to the side.
"What!?" Katsuki yells at her face.
"YEAH!" Sayako screams back unsure.
"DAMN RIGHT!" Katsuki roars only confusing the girl even more as she watches the blonde storm off, returning to training.
"Wha…what just happened?" Lost, Sayako turns to Shoji staring down at her.
"I…I don't know." Honestly, Shoji confesses looking lost.
"Class A and B will be applying at different venues. The hero qualification exams are conducted every year in June and September at three different locations across the country. No matter the school to avoid students from the same school clashing against each other, it's common practice for schools to split up their students by sending them to different testing times and sites." Aizawa explains to both classes.
"Ahh!" A sigh of relief escapes the lips of Monoma.
"Was…was that a sigh of relief?" Kirishima mutters glancing over at Sayako.
"I can't bring you down myself how unfortunate!" Strained, Monoma cackles forcibly.
"I...I think it was." Sayako answers Kirishima's question, blanking Monoma out.
"No matter the school that's right most of the time we don't think about students at other schools but we're competing with them to pass…" Kirishima points out.
"On top of that we had to go through the normal learning process at an accelerated pace." Kirishima groans.
"Across the country the number of those who receive a provisional license in their first year is extremely small in other words, many of those who have gathered have been training much longer than you with quirks unknown they have been honing their skills…" Seriously, Aizawa explains to his class leaving it on that warning with making Sayako feel nothing but dread as their training concludes for the day.
"You didn't have to walk me back to my dorm you know?" Tiredly, Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders shrugging said shoulders as she turns to the lilac haired boy by her side simply staring ahead angrily glaring ahead or so strangers would assume.
"We're going in a similar direction." Shinso shrugs scratching the back of his neck glancing to the side.
"Right." Sayako hums as a still silence hangs heavily in the air as both boy and girl make their way to the dorm.
"You taking your meds?" Casually, Shinso asks continuing to rub the back of his neck.
"Yeah, yeah don't worry I'm doing so…" Casually, Sayako sighs as the two head inside the dorm.
"Good. Heard you guys got some exam." Lazily, Shinso remarks as the two enter the kitchen side of the dorm.
"Yeah…" Sayako sighs reaching up to the cabinet taking out a small set of colourful capsules with Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs, Fri, Sat, Sun labelled on it.
"Trying to hide it from me?" Shinso furrows his brow noting the tray of sorts.
"I just…didn't want to worry you." Shyly, Sayako squirms slightly from his hues narrowing at the meds.
"Say…" Softly, Shinso begins but…
"You're doing a lot to try to get into the hero cause Shinso I didn't want this hero licence thing to worry you." Fairly, Sayako sighs trying to be fair.
"But isn't it worrying you?" Shinso argues.
"…Me? Pfff naaaaaaaa-" Meekly, Sayako shrugs glancing to the side.
"Sayako…" Shinso sighs getting a glass pouring water into the glass.
"Let's just say since coming back a blind person could see the gap between me and my classmate." Coldly, Sayako scowls, glaring glowering at the ground below bitterly.
"You'll be fine." Firmly, Sayako assures her.
"Only fifty percent pass not to mention other school years will be participating those that had taken the test prior." Pained, Sayako scowls crossing her arms over her chest cross.
"And failed." Frowning, Shinso points out.
"They still have more experience than me." Miserably, Sayako softly whispers pain plastered all over her facial features.
"BUWAAAHHH…Every day has been so tough…" Loudly, Mina complains as she and the girls stride in oblivious almost to the two as they plop themselves down on the sofa.
"They're not putting on appearances when they call it a bootcamp." Exhausted, Jiro agrees.
"We've got less than a week left though…" Truthfully, Asui sighs.
"Momo how's your special move coming along?" Jiro asks Momo.
"MMM I know what I'm going for but my body can't pull it off yet I have to strengthen my quirk a little bit more." Momo confesses to her friends.
"What about you Tsuyu?" Tooru asks.
"I'm in the process of compiling more frog like technique I bet you'll be surprised Tooru." Tsuyu responds sipping her strawberry milk carton.
"What about you Ochaco?" Mina turns to her.
"Ochacko?" Asui gently pokes the girl's side blushing beaming.
"UWAHH!" Startled, said girl flinches from the gentle tap.
"You seem a little tense." Tsuyu takes note of as she takes the pills, sipping her water.
"So we going to just eavesdrop or…?" Shinso furrows his brow at the girl the two of them listening in.
"Sshh juicy drama." Dramatically, Sayako whispers lunging over to Shinso's side sliding her hand over his mouth as both of them lean over the counter watching on.
"No, no, not at all! I'm not tired at all…everything is going awesome I'm just getting started. I've still got a long ways to go! At least…that's how I'd usually be the thing is recently my hearts been all stirred up and moving so…" Sighing, Ochako confesses a heavy hue of ruby red dusting her crimson cheeks cradling her flustered features.
"It's love!" Merrily, Mina squeals as Sayako flinches from it, suddenly spitting a geyser of water in Shinso's face from the reveal.
Stoically, Shinso stares down at the sheepishly smiling Sayako, uneasily chuckling coyly at the deadpanned face of Shinso, lilac locks dripping down damp.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!? GLOVE!? SHOVE!? DOVE!? NEVER SEEN ONE WHAT'S THAT!?" Blushing, Ochako slams her hands to her face, the tips of her fingertips glowing perky pink as she soon finds herself flying, floating above in the open-air squealing curling into a ball.
"Who is it Midoriya or Ida? You're always hanging out with them!" Excitedly, Mina gushes beaming brightly.
"You've got it all wrong it's wrong!" Frantically, Ochako wails whimpering while the two watch on eavesdropping.
"Which one or is it someone else!? Come on spill!" Smiling, Mina demands from Ochako oblivious to the two behind her watching on, clinging holding one another, Shinso draped over her simply watching the scene play out.
"Yeah out with it." Tooru urges.
"Yeah come on out with it we're ot going to give up until we know." Jiro smirks slightly.
"I swear it's no one! Besides it's not like I know anything about dating." Ochako whines whimpering.
"But I bet Sayako would." Smirking, Mina wiggles a brow bemused gawking gaping at the two before her and their position of Shinso sort of draped over her while he pokerfaced simply stares at the girls almost challenging them, daring them to try to say something about the two while the girl below between them both is oblivious.
"Excuse you?" Sayako furrows her brow at Mina.
"Oh come on you're a model right I bet ton of guys hit on you." Mischievously, Mina smirks smugly when noting the lilac hue twitch from her words.
"Uhhh…not really no." Sayako furrows her brow taking note of Shinso's grip on her tightening as she casually places her hand on his arm, squeezing it taking note of said sensation.
"No?! Come on! You're a model boys would love that." Jiro joins in.
"Yeah well…no one's really asked me. None of the male models really spoke to me…I mean they were either waaay older than me, underaged or well…swung the other way or married or…" Sayako lists off with her fingertips while Mina sweat drops seeing the answer as clear as day from Shinso's scowl, his death glare of sorts at Mina.
"Well what type of guy are you into?" Curious, Jiro asks her.
"What type?" Sayako quirks her head to the side.
"Yeah do you like buff guys like Kirishima or…" Eagerly, Mina begins but…
"Why would I need some guy to make me happy? When all that's going to happen is that they'll trap me then over the years we both grow bitter over the leash we've tied ourselves to until we begin plotting slowly one or the others demise." Intensely, Sayako states the fact firmly rather defensively takin everyone but the boy behind her aback adjusted to the sheer intensity of her words, venom oozing out of her tense tone, her hues twitching, looking fierce, feral like she was about to break someone's neck.
"Uuuh…" The girls share a look not quite sure what to say turning to Shinso for said answer only to hear his resigned sigh.
"Say…" Shinso begins but…
"That's not even going into how fruitless it is for heroes to fall in love you hardly know if your partner is going to come back eventually not to mention the distress you put on said partner watching as you risk your life day in day out not to mention with the job of being a hero you barely have time for yourself how will you have time for your partner. Not to mention the whole pressure from the paparazzi about you having kids and then those kids beginning to hate you ad loathe you cause you barely have time for them!" Perturbed, Sayako begins swiftly slamming her hands down on the desk, her strained smile twitching, quivering, quaking her voice cracking, her hue twitching further, fury flowing through her veins as she explains.
"Say…" Softly, Shinso squeezes the girl in his arms.
"Too much?" Meekly, she whispers looking up at him.
"Too much." Softly, Shinso whispers staring down at the girl, shyly brushing a stray strand of blonde behind her ear.
"Riiight. Come on Toshi." Sighing, Sayako softly removes herself from the kitchen, Shinso softly placing the pills back to their place.
"Toshi!?" Mystified, Mina gawks, gaping at the two practically draped over the top of the sofa staring stunned at Shinso softly draping his arm over Sayako's side bringing her into a side hug as they head into her room.
"Is that even allowed?" Mystified, Momo ponders.
"Well they aren't dating besides he never normally stays too late." Tsuyu answers as the others turn to her raising a brow.
"You know about them?" Mina gasps giddily grinning.
"Haven't you seen him sneak through Sayako's window? From what I've seen he brings movies in for them to watch or sometimes snacks." Asui points out.
"That's so cute! SO they are a thing!" Tooru joins in giddily giggling alongside the merry Mina oblivious to Ochako staring softly longingly looking at Deku dutifully training.
"From that speech of hers I doubt it. Besides boys and girls can be just friends you guys." Jiro reminds the group.
"She does have a point." Asui agrees.
"Oh come on guys where's the fun in that!?" Whining, Mina huffs puffing her cheeks at them.
"Yeah they would be so cute together!" Tooru joins in.
"It's not good to force an investigation." Gently, Momo advises her friends.
"She's right more importantly it's late we should call it a night." Jiro sighs.
"Uwahh NO I WANNA HEAR EVERYTHING! YOU CAN'T JUST THROW A HINT OF ROMANCE AT US AND EXPECT US TO GO TO SLEEP!" Scowling, the mad Mina whines disappointed as the rest of the girls head to bed, preparing for the exam to come…