Akemi watched with amusement as the green-haired freckled teen spluttered and tripped over his own works before blurting out.

"T-the elevator girl?!"

"That's Akemi for you." She hums and slips into a spinny chair- Ohhh spinny chairs- she kicks the ground and begins spinning around and working to put the files on the table, all while drinking her CC lemon drink. Best vitamin drink ever.

"E-eh?" The boy, Midoriya Izuku, frets and holds his hands up, waving them around in his embarrassment— pfttt he looks like a T-rex— she laughs a little and stops the chair before tossing her hoodie off and flipping open the files.

"Now Izu-kun, I trust Toshinori-san's judgement, so your personality's a definite pass." She grins as the boy goes red.

"I-izu-kun?!"

Toshinori-san chuckles, "she's going to neg you until you call her by her first name, so don't bother."

"Nah. I'll just spam you." Akemi waves him off, "now Izu-kun, my job here is to check your energy levels and determine how to train you and help you get ready to accept that power as your own." She leans back in her seat, "Throughout the rest of the year I'll be monitoring your training progress and lifestyle, and after you receive One for All I'll be the one to assist you in regulating and controlling your power." She crosses her fingers and props her elbows on the table like those detectives in TV Dramas, which is totally cool by the way, and grins like a Cheshire cat. "Ready to be thrown under the bus, Midoriya Izuku?"

Across her Midori trembles, and Akemi has never been so proud of herself.


Please RnR for Midori and Akemi to be friends.