She didn't understand people.

They lied, they stole, they hurt others, they blabbered on and on about Heroes and Villains, good and bad and never stopped to think that most of the time, it was the Heroes that destroyed things, not the Villains.

She didn't understand them, but that was fine. She had her friends.

They were there when everyone else left. They were there when she cried without knowing why she was sad. They were there when Mama started coming home less and less, started looking at her with annoyance and fear. They were there when she didn't come back, when she was left on her own in their apartment. They were the ones that lead Oji-san to her, the nice man who taught her and cared for her and gave her a Home.

She had many friends, big and small, but Spinner was her Best Friend. She mothered her, whispered plans of revenge in her ears when the other kids had beaten her up and were always with her when she ventured out into the world to get food or explore. The Black Widow was protective like that.

"-And you! You have not stopped humming this entire time! It is quite distracting! Cease at once!" she blinked, slowly lifting her gaze up from Spinner, who had been walking from hand to hand in her lap, to look at the tall boy with glasses who was pointing at her and glaring at her sternly. "If you can't take this serious then leave!"

"You must have good hearing," she told him truthfully, focusing on the feeling of Spinner running up her arm to distract herself from the fact a spotlight was shining on her. "Most people never hear me humming. Or they're just ignoring me."

The boy looked shocked but sat down again when the loud blonde man who was explaining how the exam worked answered the question the tall boy had asked before he yelled at her. She felt Spinner tap her against neck angrily and smiled slightly, lifting her hand up to lightly run a finger over the Black Widow's back to calm her down.

Soon, everyone had gotten to their respective 'battle areas', which were where the exams would take place, and she stood out even more in her long-armed kimono top and yukata pants than she had in the auditorium, with everyone around her wearing tracksuits of some kind.

She did her best not to let the strange looks she was getting bother her, focusing instead on making sure she had everything she would need and that her friends were absolutely sure they wanted to help her.

"GO!" the loud blonde from earlier screamed, confusion everyone but her as the doors to the fake city opened.

She bolted, running as fast as she could towards the first robot she saw, a two pointer, pulling her draggers out of her sleeves and jumping over the tailed robot, landing on its back and swiftly burrowing the curved blade in its neck.

It went down and she leapt off, running once again the second she hit the ground and leaving behind a group of stunned humans.

"Sorry everyone," she mumbled as she spun out of the way of a one pointer's attack. "But it looks like you won't be able to help me this time." there was a low buzz of disappointment in her mind and she smiled softly as she got in close and hilted the dagger in her right hand in the robot's chest, before kicking it to make it cleave the metal machine in half. She caught the dagger while it was in the air and started running again, eager to get more points.

Then, after about seven minutes of stabbing robots, the ground started shaking.

She stared up at the giant zero pointer, surprised at how big it was, before a faint call for help reached her ears and made her turn around to run towards it, even as Spinner tapped furiously at her neck to get her to stop.

Before she knew it, she was standing over the pinned form of a girl with short brown hair and rosy cheeks, trying her best to get the rubble off of her.

"W-What are you doing!?" the girl called, staring up at her in shock. "You have to run! If you stay you're gonna be crushed!"

"My legs moved on their own," she stated, because it was true. "And if I run now, then it's you who's gonna be crushed. I don't understand how that's any better."

Finally, after one final push, the girl's leg was free. Unfortunately, the robot was on top of them.

She moved, grabbing the girl's arm and swinging her onto her back, ignoring the yelp as she made sure her passenger was secure. Then she sprinted as fast as she could away from the robot, whose foot had just come down where they had just been standing.

"AND, TIME!"

She release a breath she didn't know she had had been holding as she gently got the girl off her back and put her on the ground, feeling Spinner tap at her neck in reprimade.

"I'd say, are you two alright?" she turned, lowering her gaze to look at the little old lady that had talked

"I'm fine," she replied, blinking down at the woman. "But I think she broke her leg."

The lady nodded.

Suddenly, somebody screamed behind her.

She blinked, turning to look at the girl she had just saved, cocking her head when she saw she had a hand over her mouth and wide eyes.

"What is it dearie?" the old woman asked and the girl lifted a trembling hand to point at her shoulder.

"S-S-S-SPIDER!" she screamed again, making her blink in confusion as everyone took one look at her shoulder and immediately took several hurried steps away from her. The tall boy that had yelled at her straightened and gave her a grim look.

"Miss, you have to stand very still! There is a deadly spider on your shoulder!" he exclaimed and she gave him a confused look.

"My shoulder is bare," she stated, because her top wasn't covering her shoulders. "I know perfectly well there is a spider on it. I can feel it."

"THEN HOW ARE YOU NOT PANICKING!?" the brunette screamed again. "THERE'S A SPIDER ON YOUR SHOULDER! ONE THAT COULD KILL YOU WITH ONE BITE!"

"So?" she asked, ignoring the gasps and whimpers that came as she felt Spinner move over her neck and ear to hide in her hair.

"Dearie," the old woman said, looking up at her in concern. "There is currently a Black Widow in your hair. That is very dangerous, so you have to come with me so we can get it off you, alright?"

She frowned, frustrated. "But if I do that, I'll miss the written exam."

"The exam is less important than your life, dearie," the woman said sternly, motioning for a big man in a red outfit, who started walking towards them. "You can take it another day, I promise."

"Liar," she replied bluntly, Spinner returning to her shoulder, tapping her legs against her neck in anger and making the old woman's eyes snap to her. "And my life isn't in danger."

"Kid," the red man, who was now standing next to the old woman, began. "That is a Black Widow. They're one of the deadliest spiders in the world."

"Actually that's not true. All their venom really does is cause pain and muscle spasms," she stated, lifting up her hand for Spinner to crawl onto. "And either way, Spinner is my friend. She won't hurt me."

The man and the old woman blinked, watching the black spider crawl from hand to hand in surprise.

"Now," she said, gaining their attention. "Can I leave? I still have to take the exam."

The old woman stared at her for a bit, watching her play with Spinner for a bit before sighing and nodding with a small smile. "Of course dearie, but next time, please tell us that she is your friend as quickly as you can. You gave us quite a scare."

"Why?" she asked, curious. "I would obviously have been upset if I was scared of her, so why were you scared?"

"That is a good point dearie," the woman replied, patting her knee with a smile. "But that's not the kind of thing most people look for when they notice somebody in a potentially dangerous situation. They look for a way to get that person out of the situation because they're worried, even if it isn't really dangerous, understand?"

She frowned thoughtfully, Spinner running up her arm to return to her shoulder. "Not really," she replied honestly. "But if it makes people not worry, then okay."

"Good," the woman said, before pulling out a gummy bear. "Here, have a gummy."

She blinked in confusion, reaching down to take it when the woman didn't pull it away.

"Thank you," she mumbled, because being polite was important, and turned to walk out of the fake city, ignoring the uneasy looks some people were still giving her.

"W-Wait!" she stopped, turning to look at the brunette, who was now standing up, again. The girl looked nervous as she glanced at Spinner but still bowed deeply to her. "Thank you for saving me!"

She eyed her in confusion. "Why are you thanking me for that?" she questioned, watching the girl straighten in shock. "My legs moved on their own. And even if they hadn't, I just did what a Hero is supposed to do. Save people." she turned again and started walking. "I don't need to be thanked for that."

She continued walking, ignoring the looks people gave her and Spinner. Time for the written exam and then home.

She couldn't wait to get away from the confusing humans.

"Be nice to them Shizuka," resounded in her mind like a soft whisper. "They just don't know any better."

"I guess," she mumbled, reaching up to run a finger over the Black Widow. "But they're still confusing."

Spinner just laughed.

Many people would more than likely call her home a "Living Nightmare," but to her, it was paradise.

Spiders in all shapes and sizes roamed the halls, spinning their beautiful webs along the walls and in the corners, being careful to avoid covering the lights and furniture completely, because those were things she needed, the kitchen and the bathrooms the only rooms in the House completely devoid of silk.

She loved them all, from the giant tarantulas that leapt into her lap to sleep like eight-legged cats, to the tiny house spiders that hid in her hair and helped her look for things when she was outside. And each and every one of them loved her too, loved her for her, unlike the human friends who stopped loving her when she didn't get a Quirk and the human mother who left when she couldn't handle how different she was compared to other kids.

She didn't understand humans, but that was fine. Spiders were much easier to talk to anyway.