Chapter Twelve: Like a Brother
Katsuki left Aisla's room and quietly made his way across the hall to his own before he ran into anyone else roaming the halls at this hour. He didn't want to have to explain why he'd come out of a girl's room at eight in the morning. He had no reason to be there other than his dumb ass had slept there all night.
What is wrong with me…?
Why had he gone to her last night? Why had she been the person he'd sought out after his fight with Deku? She didn't know anything about him or his past with that loser. He should have gone to Kirishima instead. Or better yet, gone back to his own room and slept it off like he normally would have.
You're ruining me, he thought in irritation.
He paced in his room, which seemed to be an everyday occurrence since meeting this girl. All he did was wear out the floor in frustration these days. Maybe he should forget about her.
"You're mad at me."
"I'm not mad, but I am disappointed."
Katsuki sighed. No, he couldn't just forget about her. Disappointing Aisla had brought forth more guilt than he'd thought possible. He didn't know why he even cared if she thought poorly of him or not when he definitely didn't care if anyone else did, but for some reason, it bothered him.
Setting aside the whole disappointing her thing, he also couldn't stop himself from thinking about the other thing that had happened last night. Sometimes, as he raged back and forth across his room, the fingers on his right hand twitched for no damn reason and he could feel his palm sweating and swore he could feel something warm and soft sliding between his fingers. It was so stupid. So what if their hands touched for a minute? It wasn't like it was the first time. She was always dragging him around places, touching him when he didn't want to be touched, violating his personal space. Then, why did it feel different this time? More…intimate or something.
Fuck this.
He decided that he needed some air. Yeah, he was on house arrest or whatever, but there was no way Aizawa wouldn't let him take a meditative walk to think about his poor choices or some shit. He didn't have to tell him he was really going to go blow-off steam. He would go do some training and get his frustration out. That usually helped to calm him down at least somewhat. He thought about inviting Kirishima along so he'd have someone to pummel, but chose to go alone because he really wasn't in the mood for company.
He took his time changing clothes because he could already hear the others starting to chatter in the halls. They wouldn't suspect anything about him and Aisla now, but they would still want to talk and that was just as bad. He was still sore from his fight the night before and his ego was more than a little bruised. The last thing he needed was some idiot like Pikachu or Scotch-Tape asking him a million questions about his fight with Deku.
All Might and Deku, he thought with a fair amount of bitterness. Why that loser? Why did the world's greatest hero choose a nerd like Deku to succeed him? I hate that! Still, that fight had given him closure he hadn't realized he was seeking. If Deku was going to be the next symbol of peace, Katsuki would have to stay ten steps ahead.
When he opened the door, he heard the murmuring of voices coming from the room across from his—Aisla's room. He glanced down the hallway to see if anyone was around, then crept the few feet to her door and pressed his ear against it. Despite his better judgment, he listened to see who she was talking to. Would she be talking about him? Would she tell all her friends what a loser he was for crying to her and then falling asleep in her room?
No, he decided. She wasn't like that.
"… do you do when someone wants to go out with you but you don't like them in that way and you don't know how to say it without hurting their feelings?" Aisla was saying. Katsuki bristled at the comment. She really was talking about him. "I mean, I like him and all—a lot even—but he's more of a brother than, you know…the other thing. Anyway! How do I tell him all that?"
Katsuki stiffened. He should have known. Aisla never actually liked him, he'd just made it all up in his head. She'd been pestering him to hang out with her because she saw him as a brother, not as anything more.
Why did that simple realization make his chest feel like he'd taken a Delaware Smash from All Might?
It only took a second for him to decipher Raccoon Eyes' loud, obnoxious voice responding in pity. "Wow, Aisla. And here I thought you really liked him," she mused. "Poor guy; he'll be so mad to hear you don't."
He scowled. Who did she think he was? He wasn't mad! He didn't even care that Aisla apparently thought of him as a brother. In fact, that only made his life easier because now he didn't have to pretend to be nice to her. He could go back to ignoring her. She didn't care about him, so why should he even bother?
He walked away after that, fuming about how frustrating women were sometimes. This was why he didn't hang out with them. Girls were nothing but dramatic creatures who loved to gossip.
He stomped down the stairs and into the kitchen where he found Todoroki talking with Mr. Aizawa. He wondered if Aisla thought of him as a brother, too, and found himself getting hotter the more he thought about it. Not that he cared what she thought of her beloved Todo. Even so, he was curious about what he was talking about with their teacher. They seemed to be engaged in a serious conversation. He hoped it didn't have to do with his disappearing act last night.
Just in case it did have to do with Katsuki breaking the rules, he opted not to head straight outside for his morning "walk." He had to look like an obedient prisoner for the next few days—although being on house arrest felt a lot like being grounded by his parents, with the tacked on humiliation of it being public knowledge.
They glanced over at Katsuki as he walked into the room to innocently grab something to eat, but neither said anything to him. Fortunately, they continued talking and ignored him altogether. Fine by him; he didn't need another lecture from his disapproving teacher and he didn't want to talk to Aisla's pretty-boy best friend who she probably didn't think of as a brother. Asshole, he thought as he opened the fridge. He's like an ad for a doll. "Meet Prince Icy-Hot, cool and collected with a tragic backstory but gentle heart! He's the perfect toy that every girl dreams of! Made of one-hundred-percent certified Boyfriend Material! Definitely not like a brother!" He scoffed as he took out a carton of milk, then snatched a granola bar and apple from the counter before carrying everything over to the table to sit. He pulled out his phone to check his messages and found that Kirishima had texted him the night before.
"Where are you, Katsuki?! I've been so bored here all alone! Come pummel me!"
He rolled his eyes. "You fucking idiot," he muttered aloud. He ignored the text and flipped through some apps while he ate. When he was finished, he realized he'd forgotten his shoes upstairs. He threw out his trash, nodded at Mr. Aizawa who was still giving him a disapproving look, and made his way back up the stairs. Aisla was barrelling down them as he did, muttering to herself about "two pots" or something.
"What are you muttering about?" he asked before he remembered he didn't want to talk to her.
"I'M NOT SIMMERING TWO POTS!" she shrieked at him as she flew down the stairs.
He blinked in surprise. What the hell was that about? And why was she in such a damn hurry anyway?
You don't care! he reminded himself.
He grabbed his shoes and decided to take the nunchucks along as well before stomping down the stairs. He checked the perimeter to make sure Aizawa wasn't around anymore, then headed out the door.
Ten minutes later, he was in the forest. Not in his usual place in the clearing where Aisla was sure to show up, but deeper in the woods where the trees were thick and he had at least a ten percent chance of getting lost. That also meant no one else was going to show up there either. He was too far near the back of the property, buried in bark and leaves.
He spent the next two hours here, mostly screwing around with the nunchucks and practicing new ways to utilize his quirk—flipping and twisting through the air with his blasters. He was trying to gain speed and height. Anything to give him that extra advantage in a fight. The brawl with Deku had fired him up, and he wanted to improve that much more now, eager to prove that he was and would always be better than that nerd.
He was about ready to head back to his dorm when he heard voices coming from somewhere nearby. At first, he thought it must be that one weird kid that sometimes hung out in the woods who everyone thought was a yokai. But there were two voices this time, and that dude definitely never hung out with anyone.
He listened closely, then followed the sounds as quietly as he could. He was pretty sure he knew exactly who the voices belonged to and wanted to confront them and tell them both to go to hell and stop stalking him, but…
"...I don't know…" she was saying, voice far away and barely audible. He was getting closer, though. She was almost in sight…
"You have to do it with someone, right?"
Icy Hot. I fucking knew it! It's always that bastard. Can't I get away from you two for five minutes?!
"Might as well be me," he continued. "I'm here, you're here. We're a team."
Katsuki narrowed his eyes. What the hell did he mean by that?
A soft laugh. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I just don't know if I'm ready to take that step quite yet. It's kind of a big deal."
Why does she sound so flustered? He was growing increasingly more uncomfortable by the minute. He didn't know what the hell they were talking about but it sounded… Nah, he couldn't even allow himself to think the words. It couldn't possibly be what it sounded like! He didn't care. He was going to walk away slowly and pretend he never heard their little interaction.
"Yeah, but what if we do this and you feel better afterward?" Todoroki pressed.
Feel better?!
Aisla sighed. "I don't even know what I'm doing… What if I'm bad at it?"
"Oh, you won't be bad at it," he assured her. "As a matter of fact, I'm certain no one can do it like you."
I'll kill that cocky bastard! Katsuki silently raged. It was taking everything in his power not to leap out there and blast that icy hot freak straight into a damn tree. Where did he get off pressuring her like that? She clearly didn't want to do it!
I should go rescue her from that horndog.
No, she's not my problem. She can take care of herself.
But he sounds so insistent…
No, not your place to butt in. You're like a brother, remember?
Fuck.
Katsuki was writhing in anger, hands balled and veins pulsing. If this was an anime, he'd have one of those tic marks over his forehead right now because he was livid. He also had no fucking clue what he was supposed to do in this situation.
Aisla made a choking sound and Katsuki couldn't tell for a moment if she was laughing or crying, or if Todo had decided to punch her to get her to comply. He readied his blasters but held back for just another moment, waiting to see how this played out. If it got out of hand, he'd step in. If it seemed like Aisla was into it, then he'd leave—not just the forest, but the school, too. Hell, if they were doing that then he might as well leave the whole country.
"That's a good one, Roki," Aisla responded with obvious laughter in her voice.
So she's into this, apparently… It was again like getting punched in the chest by All Might, like that time when he and Deku had to team up against him for the midterm exams. Katsuki kept getting hit today, and listening to this was like being kicked while he was down.
"Are you sure now is the right time, though?" she continued warily. "What if someone sees us?"
"So?" Todo replied. "Let them all see. Be proud of what we're doing! We'll show the whole world!"
"Oh my god…" Katsuki moaned aloud without meaning to. That whispered sound caught the attention of the ever-observant Aisla Haru. Her head swiveled around, searching the trees near his hiding spot but unable to find him.
Shit, my cover's been blown. Oh well.
He stood to his full height and pushed through the trees, fist raised to deck Todoroki in the face. Aisla stood in his way, however, with hands on hips and a disapproving expression on her face that was somehow equally as effective as Mr. Aizawa's. He skidded to a halt a few feet in front of her and lowered his fists before he accidentally hit her instead of his intended target. He definitely didn't need that on his conscience. For some reason, Aisla's demeanor made guilt settle inside of him.
"Why are you spying on us, Katsuki Bakugo?" she scolded, reminding him briefly of his mother when she'd reprimand him for his behavior.
He opened his mouth to give her some excuse but no words came out. He'd gone suddenly mute. His voice was no longer there, he was sure of it. Because there was no way a girl of five-foot-two could possibly render him speechless. Maybe some quirk had stolen his voice. Maybe he'd never speak again.
Aisla sighed when he didn't reply. "Katsuki… If you wanted to talk to me, you could have just come over. You don't have to hide in the bushes like a creepy stalker."
He blanched. He was a creepy stalker?
"You can join us if you'd like?" Todoroki offered nonchalantly.
Katsuki seethed, fists coming up once more. Finally, his voice came back to him, though slightly garbled from speaking through clenched teeth. "I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING WITH THE TWO OF YOU!"
Aisla gasped as if he'd shocked her. His furious expression softened, though only a little as Aisla's face registered hurt. "Why not?" she asked quietly.
Was that a tremor in her voice?
Todoroki arched an eyebrow at him as if he couldn't understand why Katsuki wouldn't want to do…well, that with him of all people.
"Why the hell would I want to do some perverted shit with Todo?" he grumbled. "I'm not that kind of guy, you know!"
Aisla widened her eyes, blinked a few times, then burst out laughing. He couldn't decide if he was pleased by this reaction or offended since it was obvious he was the source of her sudden entertainment. He narrowed his eyes and waited for the laughing fit to subside, ignoring Icy Hot's equally amused expression.
"Katsuki," Aisla began once she'd finished making fun at his expense. "No one wants to do anything weird with you. We were just talking about…well, I thought maybe it would be a good idea to…" She trailed off and her fingers immediately began their little dance through her hair. Now she was the embarrassed one.
"To…what?" he prompted.
She let out a breath. "To try and see if I can control this thing of mine. This ultimate move or curse from hell, or whatever it is."
His lips twitched at the curse part but he refrained from letting them pull back into a smile. This was a serious matter and he didn't want her getting her feelings hurt because he made a joke out of it.
He cleared his throat, bringing no further attention to his misunderstanding about what they were doing out here alone."Right here?" he asked, gesturing around the woods. She nodded in unison with Todoroki. "Well, get on with it then," he said with a shrug. "I'll stand back here and watch, make sure you two don't fuck anything up."
Aisla looked pleased by this response but Todoroki scowled at him. Had he been hoping Katsuki would refuse and leave him alone with Aisla? Or did Katsuki say something offensive again? Sometimes he wasn't aware of the words that came out of his mouth. He thought they were okay at the time, but upon later reflection, he'd discover how hurtful he must have been. Oh well. If he hurt Todo's feelings, he really didn't give a shit.
"I don't know how to start," Aisla admitted after an awkward silence had passed.
"Do what you did last time," Katsuki suggested. He wouldn't admit it, but he was actually insanely curious to see how she'd used that quirk of hers during the exam. What exactly had she done? How much of that had been real, and how much had been him imagining things?
She sighed. "It sounds easy in theory, but I don't know what I did last time! I didn't do anything. I was looking for Hitori and when I found him, the building just sort of fixed itself."
Todoroki hummed thoughtfully. "It must have something to do with your mirror abilities. You don't remember doing anything different?"
Aisla shook her head. "All I did was look him in the eyes."
"Yeah, but what were you thinking when you did that?" Katsuki threw in before he could stop himself. He didn't want to seem too involved.
They both looked at him for a moment, and then Aisla seemed to realize something. She narrowed her eyes in thought and chewed her lip for so long Katuski thought maybe he'd mistaken the look to mean something else. Maybe she'd only realized she forgot to eat breakfast or something unrelated to the current topic of discussion.
"I remember…" she began slowly, "a promise."
"A promise?" Todoroki echoed.
She nodded. "As I was watching Hitori fall, I made a silent promise that I wouldn't let him die. And when I locked eyes with him right after…" She shrugged.
"He lived," Katsuki finished.
"So, how do we make that happen again?" Todoroki mused. "Maybe we can put Bakugo in danger and hope you can save his sorry life?"
"Hey! Shut the hell up, Icy Hot!" Katsuki growled.
Aisla ignored his outburst entirely. "No, that won't work… And besides, I don't want to put Katsuki in danger."
A sense of pride filled him but he ignored the feeling for now. This wasn't the time or place to think about stupid shit—like feelings.
"Just open up to your feelings," Todoroki said.
"FUCK YOU, I DON'T HAVE FEELINGS!" Katsuki roared. He realized too late that he hadn't been the intended recipient for that comment when two sets of eyes flicked over to him with equal expressions of surprise.
Get it together, Katsuki! he scolded himself. If he kept letting these two get to him, he'd lose it for sure. He should leave and let the two lovebirds be alone. He was getting in the way by sticking around. He wasn't "helping" anyone. He was a third wheel here. An unwanted, overbearing brother.
Aisla gave him a knowing smile. She saw right through him sometimes. Or maybe she was reading his mind again. She knew that he was looking for an excuse to leave. Well, he'd just have to prove her wrong! He wouldn't be the first one to leave; he'd been there before either of them!
"I can try that," Aisla finally said in response to Todoroki's comment. She closed her eyes, and he swore he could see her letting go of everything inside her mind. He didn't know how she did it, but once she opened them again she looked calmer somehow.
"Good," Todoroki praised softly. "Now try and replicate what happened before. I'll use my ice on that tree over there, and instead of reflecting it, you try to revert it back to its original form."
Aisla nodded, though she didn't look as confident anymore. She was biting her lip again—he hated when she did that.
Todoroki threw out his quirk and covered a giant oak in ice before turning back to her with hands outstretched as if to say, it's your turn now.
Aisla took a deep breath and focused on the ice for a moment. Katsuki wondered what she was thinking just then. From where he stood, it looked like she might be shaking. She was trying to appear calm and collected for their sakes, but he knew better.
"You shouldn't hide your feelings, man." Kirishima had told him once. He'd punched him for it because that was a stupid thing to say. He was Katsuki Bakugo; he didn't have feelings.
And then you came along, he thought bitterly. If not for Aisla, he could still pretend that this was true. Or more accurately, it would be true, because before she came into his life he didn't have feelings for anyone. Now he was broken. She'd stripped away his cool demeanor, bit by bit.
He shook off the weird thoughts for now—those weren't important. He wanted to see what Aisla would do with this new power of hers, now that she wasn't in real danger. For all he knew, however, she could have some obsession with trees and thought that the oak was in danger of freezing to death.
Just get on with it, he silently commanded her, and because she was a damn mind reader, her head turned his way…and she winked.
He huffed and turned away from her, but only for a moment. His eyes betrayed him, moving of their own volition as if searching for her. He hated that whenever she was around he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of her.
Aisla fixed her gaze back on Todoroki intently. Katsuki thought there might be a few beads of sweat forming on her brow, but it was hard to say for sure from where he stood.
Todoroki frowned after a moment. "Hmm. Maybe try using your thoughts? Think about changing the events that just took place. Start from when you first saw me use my quirk and decide that won't happen."
Katsuki scoffed. "That'll never work!"
He got a scowl in return. "Do you have any bright ideas to offer?" Todo shot back.
Katsuki stuffed his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "Makes more sense to me to look at it backward," he mumbled. "You know…because you have a mirror quirk and things are always reversed in the mirror…or something." He felt his cheeks heat and hoped it wasn't obvious to anyone else.
Aisla gasped and his eyes shot over to her without permission. Hers were wide as she held his gaze. "Katsuki, that's brilliant!"
His cheeks were definitely red now.
"Shut up, you idiot. You already knew the answer!" he snapped, hoping to cover up his slip.
"When I was watching the tower fall around Hitori," Aisla began, "that's exactly what happened. I saw everything happen in reverse. I completely forgot about that! It was like…I guess it was like when I reflect a quirk back at someone but on a grander scale. I saw something happen and I reflected back the original image. Like Katsuki said! Like a mirror!"
"Do you want to try again?" Todoroki offered.
Aisla nodded and then concentrated on his face once more. Nothing happened for a long time, and Katsuki was growing bored of all the waiting around with no result. He wanted something exciting to happen, like Aisla accidentally throwing Icy Hot's quirk right back in his smug ass face. That would be pretty fun to see. But they just stood there like they were having the world's longest staring contest.
Come on, Aisla. Do something! Show this bastard how great you are.
The thought filled his mind before he'd even realized he believed it to be true. She was great. She'd proven that much in the licensing exam. If it hadn't been for her, that dude with the weird Shigaraki power would be dead. Sure, the whole "move first, think later" thing was Deku's whole schtick, and he pretty much hated that nerd, but… Aisla was a little bit different. She wanted to rescue people, it was her first instinct, but she also wasn't a martyr who'd be willing to batter her body when there were smarter, more efficient ways to approach a challenge. To Katsuki, it seemed clear that she was at least subconsciously quick-thinking and aware of her strengths, which was why she'd been able to pull off her ultimate move without even realizing she was doing it. For some reason, that made him think she was even cooler than if she'd done so purposely.
"Hey, Todo!" he called out before he could stop himself. "Throw some fire at me."
Aisla turned to him in both shock and horror as a wall of flames came shooting toward him.
He's not pulling any punches, he thought as the fire came closer. He held himself back from stopping it or getting out of the way. He probably wouldn't die if it hit him but he'd definitely need to see Recovery Girl, which actually, he wasn't allowed to do while he was on house arrest, so he might die after all. But he needed to test something. He needed to see if Aisla would act to save him or if her "ultimate move" had been a one-time fluke.
What makes you think she even cares that much about you? his own mind sneered.
He ignored the doubt and waited. Already, the fire was close enough to start burning his clothes. He coughed as smoke and dirt smothered him but still refused to move. Surely Todoroki wouldn't put enough power into that attack to do any real damage…
"KATSUKI!" Aisla shrieked in panic.
He waited until the flames touched his skin, hot enough to leave burns. He pinched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, trying to restrain the moan of pain threatening to bubble up from inside of him. Maybe he would die right now. Maybe Aisla didn't know what she was doing and her little sidekick hated him enough to burn him straight to hell.
Well, damn.
The thought hit him just as he slammed painfully to the ground. The air burst from his lungs at the impact and he gasped and coughed. He choked for a minute until he felt his breath come back to him. Then he felt his cheek sting and forced his eyes open.
Aisla's face was inches from his own, eyes dripping with tears and expression twisted in anger. Her hand was raised, fingers twitching from the impact of the slap she'd delivered to his cheek. She looked like a rabid dog with bared teeth and furious eyes. "How could you?!" she cried. "Why would you do something so careless? I told you both that I didn't want to do anything to put you in danger but you… You could have died!"
"It wouldn't have killed him," Todoroki muttered from somewhere behind her. "Besides, you stopped the attack."
Her eyes lost some of the anger only to be replaced with surprise. Katsuki followed her gaze down. She was straddling his hips, shaky hands clamped tightly in his shirt—the shirt that was no longer singed from Todoroki's attack. His skin didn't feel burned either, which meant that Aisla had used her special move to help him. If she'd simply deflected the attack as she normally would, then he'd still have burns and his shirt would be half-burned into his flesh.
"I did…" she whispered in disbelief. "I was so worried about you, I acted without thinking. I…I was looking at Shoto's eyes the moment before he used his left side, I watched it all happen, one step at a time, and then…" She blinked. "I reflected it all back until I was looking at the original image again."
"Just like before," Katsuki pointed out, ignoring the smug feeling her words brought on. His theory had been right. Aisla only needed some inspiration to get her quirk going.
"I'm still mad at you," she murmured when her gaze focused on him once more. There was a hidden meaning in those eyes he couldn't quite read, but for some reason, the look made something warm spread through him.
Hear me, the look seemed to say, but he couldn't. Even if he wanted to, trying to read her thoughts was impossible. Or maybe that wasn't quite the truth. Sometimes he swore her thoughts were spelled out on her face, clear as day, and other times he couldn't even begin to guess what was on her mind. Right now, with her slender legs on either side of him, hair cascading around them and concealing the rest of the world from view, he could almost decipher her hidden message. It was right there, brushing the surface but still untouchable.
"Please…" The word was either a thought or a barely audible whisper. He didn't even see her lips form the word, but he was certain he'd heard it.
I don't know what you want, he thought in response, because words were evading him at the moment. He didn't want to interrupt this moment in time, to shatter whatever veil held them there.
However, someone else apparently didn't share his thoughts.
"Should I give you two some privacy, or…?"
Aisla jumped back at the same time Katsuki finally understood the look she'd been giving him. It made perfect sense all of a sudden. Why hadn't he seen it before? He should say something, tell her that she wasn't allowed to think those things around him. Tell her that he was like a brother to her, like she'd said earlier. He would have, too, but she pushed to her feet abruptly and turned her back on him, and he lost the nerve.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Aisla responded petulantly. "I was making sure he was okay after you tried to incinerate him!" She folded her arms across her chest and adopted a smug air that was so unlike her, Katsuki and Todoroki both burst into laughter. Aisla fought the urge to smile but Katsuki could see the edges of her lips twitching.
"That's adorable," Todoroki said once he'd calmed down. "Anyway, I think I will leave you two alone. I'm going to go shower now. I'll see you later, Aisla?"
She shrugged, still trying to act petty. "Perhaps. I'm not sure if I'll have the time."
Katsuki snorted, Todoroki rolled his eyes, and Aisla finally smiled.
When he was gone, she sat down on the ground and lay back in the dirt. This was yet another reason why Aisla was no ordinary girl. Most of the girls he'd met wouldn't do half the things this one did.
"You're a strange girl," he said aloud.
He heard her tinkling laugh in response. "I've heard that before. You're a little weird yourself, you know."
For some reason, this made him laugh. The soft kind that barely even counted as a real laugh. "Yeah, I guess I am," he agreed.
They stayed like that for a long time, neither saying anything as the sun continued to make its way across the sky. It was a comfortable silence, and for the first time in a while, Katsuki was perfectly content to lie there under the sun. He didn't feel the need to run away or snap at Aisla to leave him alone. Her presence was comforting. Not that he'd ever admit that aloud. He supposed that being here with her wasn't so bad after all, and maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't be such a terrible thing to be with her a little more.
A/N: Good morning! The end of the week has finally arrived! I for one am looking forward to a relaxing weekend. After some much needed errands, I plan to play the new "House of Ashes" that just came out, and maybe do some writing! Does anyone else have plans for the weekend?
FunFact: Aisla and Katsuki enjoy playing video games in their spare time!
Poor Katsuki, he really thought something weird was going on. Maybe you should ask before jumping to conclusions~ Aisla is figuring out her Ultimate Move, which is exciting for her. She still doesn't quite know how to control it, but I think she feels a lot better now that her quirk has the potential to grow!
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That horse girl luka: Thank you so much for the review! It means a lot when someone tells me they enjoy the plot or characters I create. I wanted to make a story about Katsuki, since he's one of my favorite characters, but I didn't really feel like the girls available would suit him. So I did my best to come up with someone I thought he might get along with. I really love Aisla, so I hope you will, too! Thanks again for taking the time to leave your thoughts! It's much appreciated! Also, LaKat is SO CUTE! Good suggestion!
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