The next day started basically like any other school day. That meant most everyone was bored out of their minds. As my mom liked to constantly remind me, I have sleeping habits like my dad, which leads to struggles to keep my head up in boring classes. At one point during English, I had my chin resting in my hand as I stared blankly at the chalkboard, unable to take in whatever it was that Mic was saying, then my eyelids became too heavy to stay open anymore. It took all of two seconds before my head started to become too much to hold up for my now numb fingers, and it started to roll to the side only for me to feel a sharp pain on the back of my head. I jerked awake, shooting a look toward Bakugo who had apparently thwacked the back of my head with his pencil, then gave Mic a small apologetic smile as he noticed me looking around. Thankfully, he's really close to my family so he's decently lenient about me nodding off.

Shortly after my rude awakening, the bell rang signaling lunch. "Oh, thank God," I groaned, stretching my arms over my head and arching my back, listening to it pop quietly. I quickly gathered my things, then found Ashido in the hall and offered a nervous smile before asking, "Hey, can I join you for lunch?"

She smiled widely at me, linking our arms together. "Sure thing, girl! We can sit with Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima!" She then dragged me through the food line, and we both walked to a table occupied by the boys plus one very frustrated-looking Bakugo.

"Hey, guys! Aizawa is gonna join us, too!" Ashido happily announced before sitting in a chair beside Kaminari.

I waved shyly as I sat beside her. "Hi, I hope I'm not intruding."

"All of you fucking extras are intruding," Bakugo growled from his spot where he was stuck between Kirishima – who was in front of me – and Sero, both of which looked completely uncaring of Bakugo's comment.

Kirishima smiled warmly at me, making my heart stutter and my cheeks tinted faintly pink. "Nah, the more the merrier!" He said cheerfully. The friendly aura this guy had was almost overwhelming, it was kind of like having a happy puppy. This theory was confirmed when he went on to start talking with me about class, and how he thought it was funny how I kept falling asleep. He also spoke excitedly about wondering what the last half of the day would include. At this point, I simply couldn't hold in a small giggle, which drew nearly everyone's attention to me.

My face lit up bright red. "Oh, I'm sorry! I just…you kind of reminded me of an excited puppy, Kirishima, and then I kinda…well.." My words drifted off in embarrassment, as I started fiddling with one of the fingers of my glove.

Ashido bust out laughing then enveloped me in a hug, cooing about how cute I was, while Kaminari and Sero laughed at the situation I had gotten myself into. Kirishima's ears were flushed red along with a very light dusting along his cheeks, but he laughed along with the other boys – excluding Bakugo, though he did pause to stare at me before looking away, propping his chin in his palm as his fingers curled up to cover his mouth a little.

After everyone calmed down, I groaned at my failed attempts to try to operate chopsticks with the semi-thick gloves I had on.

"Having trouble over there, Aizawa?" Kaminari asked, leaning forward on the table to see around Ashido.

I sighed, "Well, yes, but I don't want to accidentally come in contact with anyone."

Ashido grinned at me. "I think you should be good to move around without accidental touching."

Giving it a little thought, I pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth, biting down lightly. "I guess I could give it a shot," I said before sliding my right glove off, then the left only for Ashido to grasp suddenly, making me look up at her in confusion. "What is it?"

"Girl! How do you have three soul bands?!" She basically shouted, and a few heads turn to look in our direction. Without thinking, I instinctively put my hands over her mouth to quiet her down, only to instantly become light-headed and nauseous.

"Well, shit," I cursed, quickly pulling my hands – that were now dripping acid and had turned light pink – away from her face. Ashido's normally bubble gum pink face had paled slightly, and she put her hand to her head to steady herself as dizziness overwhelmed her senses. "I'm sorry, Ashido. I didn't mean to…I just reacted."

She waved me off, giving me a surprisingly stable smile. "Nah, it's fine."

I glanced at the floor that now had small holes that were steadily getting deeper as the acid dripped from my hands. "How do I stop this stuff?" I mumbled.

As soon as Ashido went to speak, though, the dripping stopped and my skin abruptly returned to its normal color. I flipped my hands over in confusion only to notice a shadow appear over me from behind.

"You're supposed to be wearing your gloves, Aizawa." I flinched, turning slowly to look up at none other than Mr. Aizawa, his eyes glowing and hair flowing above his head.

Again, my face basically turned into a tomato, and I snatched up the discarded gloves, yanking them back on then looked at the table in embarrassment. "Sorry, sir."

He blinked, making his hair fall back into place. "I'll speak to Support and see about some more functional gloves." He added briefly before turning away.

After he left, I slid my tray to my left, then dropped my forehead to the table with a quiet groan.

Ashido laughed and started rubbing my back. "It's totally fine, Aizawa. That was a really weird feeling though! Almost like I was drunk or something," She laughed again, "And seriously, you have three bands? That's crazy!"

I crossed my arms, laying my head on them so that I could look at her. "Yeah, I guess. It seems like a lot to manage, though, keeping so many people happy, and what about jealousy? Do soulmates get jealous of each other? Is it worse? And that's just the start of my worries. I'm probably overthinking it, but…"

"Oh, I see what you mean," She paused for a second then held her own hand up, showing me a very light blue line on her finger. "Mine lit up the other day on the train ride here but hasn't changed since then. You think I can see yours again?"

I lifted my head to glance around, hoping Mr. Aizawa wasn't nearby, before sliding my left glove off again, and placed my hand on the table for her to look at only for my eyes to widen when I actually got a good look at them. "Ah, they're brighter than they were yesterday," I muttered.

Ashido leaned down to get a closer look at my soul bands with awe. "Man, it's so cool to see three bands. They have such crazy colors, too!"

I eyed the middle band that was now slightly darker red and seemed to have a small black edge to it, while the one closest to my hand was starting to gain a strange dark-green edge. "They are a little strange, but I've never really paid too much attention to other people's bands. Maybe it's normal to be more than a single color? I do enjoy looking at these, though, the colors somehow make me feel calm."

The pink girl sighed dreamily. "Oh~, when do you think you'll meet your third?!"

The bell rang for the end of lunch right as I went to answer, so I sat up straight and slid my glove back on then spoke after it had quieted down some from the ruckus of people picking up their stuff to leave. "Who knows, but right now it's totally ok staying grey."

"You don't want to find out who your soulmate is?" Kirishima randomly asked, apparently only overhearing my last comment. "I think it's pretty cool to have someone so important."

I laughed lightly at his excitement as I stood then picked up my tray. "I mean, yeah it'd be nice, but…I think right now I should focus on being able to control my quirk. Not making skin contact kind of makes potential relationships difficult, ya know?" I shrugged with a halfhearted smile before turning to throw away my abandoned food. Behind me, I heard Ashido lightly scold Kirishima for making me sad before I heard the clatter of a tray beside me. I fully expected Ashido to be the one beside me as I turned to reassure her that I was fine, but I was mistaken.

"Focusing on your quirk...is smart," Bakugo said in an almost calm voice, not looking at me but I could see a slight dusting of pink across his cheeks. At that, he proceeded to stuff his hands in his pockets and walk away.

Ashido showed up just then, looking at me then Bakugo confused. "What did he want?"

"I...don't really know, but it was different," I said, finally bringing my attention to her with a shrug.

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Back in the 1-A classroom, I didn't really have anyone around me to talk to before our teacher came in, so I spent my time looking around at my classmates trying to remember who's name went with who. I noticed Uraraka seemed to have made good friends with Midoriya after they sat together at lunch, which was nice considering how awkward the poor kid seemed to be. I then managed to catch Kirishima looking in my direction to send me an apologetic smile, so I lifted a brow, quickly sticking my tongue out at him jokingly. When he started laughing happily, his cheeks steadily turning red, I whipped around in embarrassment, my hands covering my own cheeks as my face burned.

"I HAVE…come through the door, completely normally!"

I jumped so hard at the sudden boisterous voice that I legitimately fell out of my desk with a quiet 'Ow'. Hearing an almost silent snort, I glanced up just in time to see Bakugo's eyes flick back towards All Might instead of me.

Managing to quickly sit back in my desk, I heard All Might laugh from the front of the room. "Apologies, young Aizawa, but a hero must be ready for any surprises!"

"Yes sir." I squeaked, my face almost literally on fire at this point.

"Now, Hero Basic Training! The class that'll put you through all sorts of special training to mold you into heroes! No time to dally. Today's activity is this!" The pro then held up a large card that said 'BATTLE'.

The class burst to life, shouting, "Battle training!"

I could almost feel the burning energy that was radiating from the ash-blonde behind me.

"And for that, you will need these!" All Might pressed a button on a remote, and suddenly the left wall by the chalkboard started to open up. "In accordance with the 'Quirk Registry' and the special request forms you filled out before being admitted…"

Again the class interrupted, but this time there was a clatter of chairs being moved or forced backward quickly as someone stood. "COSTUMES!"

"Yes! Isn't it exciting?!" All Might cheered along. "When you are done changing, make your way to Ground Beta!" He then basically shot out of the classroom like lightning.

I slid from my desk chair, found my costume case, then immediately went to find Ashido so I could have someone to talk to in my excitement.

"Ashido!" I cheered happily after finding her in the hall walking with Jirou.

"Ah, I'm over that now. We're basically best friends at this point, girl!" She laughed throwing an arm over my shoulder which made our small height difference more noticeable since she was slightly shorter. "Call me Mina!"

Smiling at her, I told her to just call me Hana. "It gets a bit awkward being called Aizawa in my case."

"I can see why," The dark-haired girl noted with a smirk. "I'm Jirou, by the way."

"Nice to officially meet you, Jirou!" I chirped, Mina's outgoing attitude wearing off on me.

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"Ah! Hana, your costume looks so comfy!" Uraraka gushed from behind me.

My cheeks heated up as I turned slightly while looking down at my costume. "It's not too simple, is it? I had to figure something out that would adjust for pretty much any quirk I copy. Plus, I wasn't sure how much skin to show since that's kind of important for my quirk, but I'm not comfortable showing a lot."

"I like it, though! I feel like mine is a little… tight?" The embarrassment was basically oozing from her, to which I laughed.

"I think you look great. Everyone's costumes look really cool, and seem to match with quirks and personalities." I smiled at her as I pulled on my light tan vest before securing it to my top with a light press to the edge along the edges of the front closure.

I'm still amazed that the Support Team got my outfit done exactly like I asked. It starts with a simple, sleeveless, dark purple bodysuit that begins around my neck in a loose collar – that's actually a discrete mask to slide up and over the lower half of my face – and the legs of the bodysuit go to about mid-thigh. Next, there's a light tan pair of shorts to go over the bodysuit. The fabric of the shorts is kind of baggy on the outer lining of the main pockets - primarily for appearance, but there are also cargo pockets lower on the shorts' legs that held any first aid gear I might need. Third is a vest that matches my shorts, with two cargo pockets on the front at the bottom, and the last part was a pair of light tan boots. The crazy part was that Support had somehow managed to make each loose piece of clothing able to attach to the bodysuit with no visible latches or buttons. The instructions simply said to press down on the over clothes, and they would attach at the designated places. It essentially made the outfit into one piece.

Suddenly, I had a body land on my back and heard giggles in my ear. "Hana, you look so cool! Kind of like a ninja!" I laughed at her comparison, but that did kind of give me ideas for adding to my outfit in the future. "Everyone ready? Let's go show the boys who has the best outfits!" Mina announced from her place on my back. Once we reached the training grounds, she hopped off of me then looped her arm with mine, giving me a grin as we joined the rest of the class.

Uraraka immediately went over to Midoriya, and the two were talking about their costumes when Mineta made a comment about the hero course being the best while ogling us girls. I immediately felt uncomfortable even though my costume wasn't even very revealing, just tighter than I'm used to in certain areas, so I quickly wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to get the vest to cover more of the skin-tight top.

"We're all here then?" asked All Might as he looked around at us. "You kids are looking cool!"

I glanced around as well, taking in the vastly different costumes in awe. Mine really was plain.

Ida's voice suddenly came from an awesome mecha-suit-looking costume from the other side of the semi-circle that we had formed around the pro. "Sir, this appears to be where the entrance exam was held. Will we once again be performing cityscape maneuvers?"

"Nope! This is step two: Indoor Anti-Personnel Battle Training!" All Might announced then went on to explain the exercise's purpose before saying, "You will be split into Villain teams and Hero teams, and face off against each other in indoor battles! The distinction here is that you won't be fighting any disposable robots."

There was an outburst of questions for All Might, some valid while others were crazy, but having all of them asked at once was a bit much.

"One at a time, please!" All Might sighed in obvious annoyance. "Listen! Here's the deal, the villains will be hiding a nuclear weapon in the hideout. Heroes have to go in to take care of it! Your partners will be decided by… drawing lots!"

"Is that really the best method?!" Ida burst.

"It makes sense, though, because Pros often have to team up with other heroes from different agencies on the spot during an emergency…" Midoriya spoke up this time, and he had a good few of the class agreeing and nodding along with his reasoning.

"I see! Then I apologize for getting ahead of myself!"

All Might spun around, "Not to worry! Let's just get to it!"

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A: Midoriya and Uraraka

B: Shoji and Todoroki

C: Yaoyorozu and Mineta

D: Bakugo and Ida

E: Mina and Aoyama

F: Sato and Koda

G: Jirou and Kaminari

H: Tsu and Tokoyami

I: Ojiro and Aizawa

J: Kirishima and Sero

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"Moving on! First up will be: Hero team A and Villain team D!" The Pro announced for all of us to hear.

For some reason, it seemed like the air stood still for a moment and I noticed Midoriya flinch while Bakugo's fists clenched. I looked between the two with worry, wondering what had happened between the two to create this type of atmosphere. Judging by the other worried and curious glances I noticed being sent their way, I wasn't the only one.

As All Might filled them in on the details of the exercise, I felt strangely compelled to make my way over to Bakugo, coming to stand at his left side. "I…um…" My bashful voice broke the still air around him, and he turned his head slightly to look over at me in barely noticeable surprise. I took a deep breath then finally just said what I wanted to say.

"Good luck, Bakugo. I know you likely won't actually need luck, but I just…I felt like I should…" As my words drifted off, my face turned a ridiculous shade of red. My hand had made its way to my arm to grip it tightly in an attempt to comfort myself as I noticed him still staring down at me in silence.

Without saying a word, he suddenly walked off towards the building, and I slumped in… defeat? Relief? I wasn't really sure.

"Those that aren't part of either team, if you would follow me to the monitor room. Watch closely and try to learn something, while we wait!" We followed behind All Might into a viewing room with screens for us to watch inside of the building the two teams were setting up in.

"What was that about?" I turned my attention from the screens as team A started to enter the building, to see Mina was looking at me curiously.

My head tilted in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"And you said Kirishima was the one like a puppy!" Mina suddenly cooed at me.

We were graciously interrupted by said teen tossing his arms over each of our shoulders, though he stayed cautious of my skin so his arm stayed on the fabric of my vest. "I don't mind being compared to a dog, dogs are super manly!"

I looked up and was drawn to Kirishima's eyes that were scrunched at the edges with his smile. I could hear Mina saying something, but for a second I was lost to the world, captivated by the bright-red pools that were shining almost as brightly as his smile. I was completely zoned out, at least until someone gasped. Our group instantly looked back at the screens only to see Bakugo launch an attack on Midoriya, specifically ignoring Uraraka.

"Hey, that's low, dude! Sneak attacks are so unmanly!" Kirishima called to the screen, though they couldn't hear us, and his arm dropped from my shoulders.

"Yet they are a valid strategy, young Kirishima! This is a good practical experience!" All Might explained. I continued to watch the two fight on the screen, only giving his explanation a little of my attention.

"That Midoriya sure can dodge, though!" Mina said, excitedly looking at the screen.

I chewed on my bottom lip as the three on the screen spoke, though Bakugo was definitely ignoring Uraraka and speaking only to Midoriya. He suddenly lunged at the green-haired teen with his right arm outstretched, then pushed it forward as his palm started sparking, ready for the attack. The flaw in his plan, Midoriya seemed to know his attack was coming, grabbing his forearm, twisting his own body, and using the momentum to flip Bakugo's body over his own then slam him into the floor.

I gasped, flinching hard, and cradling my left hand when my ring finger suddenly felt like it was on fire. My gaze shot down to my hand then up to the screen with my mind absolutely reeling.

Midoriya started talking to Bakugo again, looking so determined that it shocked most of our classmates, who had only seen him react to Bakugo in nervousness or fear. Then Bakugo stood and started to shout back, looking furious.

"I really wish we could hear what they're saying," Kirishima said, unconsciously moving his arm off of Mina and taking a step closer to me.

"Yes, well, the teams can communicate with each other using micro-transceivers. They were given them as well as building blueprints, and capture tape. Tie the tape around your opponent, and that is proof of capture!" All Might told us as he continued to stare at the screens, though he sounded distracted.

Sero suddenly joined the conversation. "So, they only have 15 minutes to finish this, but the heroes don't know the location of the weapon, right?"

"That is true!"

Mina looked up at All Might nervously. "The heroes are at a real disadvantage then, huh."

The pro simply gazed forward with his signature grin. "It's like Mr. Aizawa told you. Say it with me!"

The small group by All Might shouted 'Plus Ultra!' excitedly, only for Aoyama to interrupt, "Monsieur Bakugo is…"

An explosion lit up the screen as Bakugo launched himself towards Midoriya while Uraraka ran off down the hall. The two boys were in a full-on battle, Bakugo attacking and Midoriya defending while attempting to use the capture tape on the ash-blonde. Other members of the class were gushing about how amazing Midoriya was doing in this moment, and admittedly he looked really cool as he dodged and blocked all of Bakugo's attacks, but…

"He can't win without fighting back more," I mumbled mostly to myself, but I did see All Might nod slightly from the corner of my eye.

Then Midoriya suddenly ran away.

"Wait," Mina looked at the screens confused, "Where's he going?"

"Woah, Bakugo looks really angry." Kaminari shuddered. "It's scary."

Watching Midoriya as he ran through the building, I wondered if he was attempting to make a plan on the fly. My eyes flickered over to another screen as Bakugo shot across it then on to another. He's absolutely blinded by rage at the moment, so if Midoriya makes the right plan, he could surely capture the other teen. Suddenly my finger started to ache again, and I noticed Bakugo's face become even angrier as he stomped through the halls instead of launching himself. He has something planned now, and I'm not sure it's going to be good.

Kaminari piped up again, "Oh, Uraraka found Ida!" Everyone looked at the screen he was pointing at.

Ida was standing beside the bomb with his arms crossed, though his body was moving slightly as if he was muttering to himself, while Uraraka was peeking out from behind one of the large support pillars. Suddenly, Uraraka jerked backward behind the pillar holding her hands over her mouth and shaking.

"Is she laughing?" I couldn't understand what was funny at the moment, but whatever it was made her give away her position. Their fight was now started, and Ida took a few steps forward then spread his arms.

"He removed everything!" Yaoyorozu gasped in realization, "He made sure that she wouldn't have anything to use as a weapon or distraction once she approached the bomb."

"Very smart of him!" All Might commented, taking a quick note on a notepad.

As the two by the bomb figured out their method of attack and defense, I instinctively looked back to Bakugo who randomly lifted his grenade-gauntlet-covered forearm and shook it slightly as he turned the corner only to finally discover Midoriya. The two started talking again, but my stomach started twisting into knots as Bakugo slowly straightened his lifted arm out in front of him, aimed directly at Midoriya.

All Might suddenly broke the silence in the monitor room, "Bakugo. Stop it now, kid. Are you trying to kill him?" I froze at his last statement.

He didn't stop. He pulled a pin from the gauntlet, and a bunch of the screens went white as my stomach plummeted. Judging by the pain from the stupid band on my finger, he was one of the people deemed to be my soulmate, but why? I was suddenly terrified of my own future, unknowingly trembling as I stood staring in shock at the screens as the monitor room shook from the blast.

After a few moments, Kirishima's hand gently gripped onto the top of my shoulder, putting an end to the trembling that I only just noticed. "I thought this was just practice!" he commented to no one in particular as All Might shouted "Midoriya…Kid!" I guessed he was trying to see if he could get a response.

The dust and smoke eventually cleared enough that we could see again, and thankfully Midoriya was alive, the building however had suffered heavily. I was on the verge of a panic attack as I saw the ash-blonde take a step towards the defenseless teen in front of him with a crazed look in his eyes.

"All Might, shouldn't you stop him?" Kirishima asked in his own panic. "Bakugo…" He glanced down at me, then back to the screen as he clenched his right fist. "He's gone crazy. He looks like he's going to kill Midoriya!"

All Might responded with a quick no, but I wasn't paying attention to that. Bakugo had lifted his left arm out in front of him like he was ready to take his second shot, right hand reaching for the other pin.

Something in me snapped, and I shouted at the monitors, "STOP IT!"

Everyone in the monitor room looked at me shocked, but my eyes were still glued to the screen.

He hesitated, expression faltering and turning slightly confused as well.

"Bakugo, use that move again and I will forcibly end the match. You will lose." All Might's usually cheerful voice was deadly serious as he spoke into the small device he held. "Using massive attacks like that indoors is just asking to have your own stronghold destroyed! Whether hero or villain, it's a bad move! And a good way to lose points!"

At the pro's scolding, Bakugo snapped back to himself and was frustrated that he couldn't attack full blast again. After some kind of comment from the ash-blonde teen, he was back on the attack, using his explosions to maneuver around Midoriya quickly.

This time Todoroki spoke up, "He used the first explosion to simultaneously feint and change his own track, then he followed up immediately with another." The quiet boy honestly sounded a little impressed.

"He doesn't seem like a thinker, but that strategy was fairly intricate," Yaoyorozu added shortly after Todoroki's comment.

Kaminari nodded, though with a troubled expression. "This guy's scary good…"

"This isn't right," I whispered, my hands gripping the collar of my vest tightly as I watched Midoriya get hit with blast after blast.

The redhead next to me nodded. "This is just torture now! He could have already ended it with the capture tape!"

Tsu finally chimed in saying this was not very hero-like of Bakugo, and I couldn't help but agree.

"Oh look!" Mina gasped pointing to the monitors, "He's running again!"

"It's not very manly, but he doesn't really have a choice," said Kirishima.

After another bout of shouting at each other, the battle finally seemed to reach its peak. Bakugo and Midoriya charged at each other, the green-haired teen's arm starting to turn colors while Bakugo's raised hand was sparking violently.

I quickly stepped away from Kirishima, turning to our teacher. "Sir isn't this going too far?!" When he didn't respond, I attempted again, "All Might!"

"Both of you, stop thi-" He started, but it was too late.

My eyes whipped back to the screens only to see Midoriya shout something, and from a separate screen, I noticed Uraraka jump onto a random support pillar. "Wait, what?"

Bakugo's bright blast brought my gaze back to the main fight as he mercilessly blasted Midoriya's forearm with an explosion, while Midoriya sent the force for his own attack straight up and through every floor above him including the roof.

"They planned this out well!" Yaoyorozu gasped. "Uraraka was able to use the debris to distract Ida, and make a clearer path to the bomb!"

My other classmates cheered for the hero team as All Might announced that they had won, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the two in the blast zone. Midoriya started to wobble – his face dirtied and his eyes hollow – then collapsed. Bakugo, however, looked shell-shocked as he stared at the collapsed green-haired teen. He slowly lifted the hand that he had attacked with to stare down at it brokenly, only to start looking like he was having a panic attack. That's when I noticed the blonde pro walking up to his student, placing a hand on his shoulder which immediately stopped the boy's trembling, though he looked like he wasn't mentally present anymore.

A soft murmur behind me snapped me back to the monitor room. "Hey, you ok?" I turned to see Kirishima eyeing me worriedly. I noticed then that I was shaking pretty violently myself, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to be held by someone as I came to terms with the fact that: 1) I had found one of my soulmates, and 2) he seemed to be mentally unhinged, despite seeming gruff yet still potentially kind earlier in the day. Without thinking about it, I threw myself against my red-headed friend, wrapping my arms around him.

For a second he panicked, not wanting me to accidentally activate my quirk and make us both suffer, but when nothing happened he relaxed slightly. "Wha-"

My brain finally started to function again, and I jerked away from him in a panic. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you ok? Did I…wait…I-I didn't copy your quirk?"

"Apparently not?" He chuckled, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck with a bashful grin.

I was in shock for a second then I reached out and put my palm against his chest to see if my quirk was still inactive. This time it was though, and my hand suddenly solidified. Since this was the first time dealing with this quirk, I was amazed at how solid my skin felt yet I could still slowly move my fingers.

Of course, it was in that moment that I noticed where I had placed my hand, basically groping him as I moved it. "AH! I'm so sorry! I didn't think…I promise I'm not normally… I'm sorry!" My panic babble was going strong, and I looked at the floor in embarrassment to shut myself up.

Kirishima had started to respond, only for three of the four that had been on the field to walk into the room with All Might. My hand throbbed as they passed, and I fought myself to keep my eyes on the floor. After he got everyone settled, All Might asked the group why Ida was decided the MVP of the exercise, and Yaoyorozu started on about how the others' mistakes had affected their scoring, while Ida had truly done the exercise as he was meant to. Other than being slow to react at the end, he had reacted well.

All Might agreed, then announced that the next hero team was team B and the villain team was team I, aka my team.

I wasn't mentally ready to do this. Moving both hands to my face, I went to drag them down only for Kirishima to lean forward like he was going to stop me, though he stopped right before touching me. "You don't want to do that. Your skin is rock-solid, now, and really sharp. I'd hate to see you cut up your own face."

I sighed, letting my hands drop to my sides. "Oh...thank you for that."

He smiled yet again, and it was like my whole mood changed for at least a moment. A quiet giggle left me before I turned to rush off to Ojiro, a bright blush covering my face. I was thankful that my teammate didn't mention it.

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Our round didn't last long, however, since Todoroki sent ice out over the entirety of the building. I did manage to hear the shifting ice as it climbed the levels of the building, though, and had Ojiro toss me up in the air as the floor froze over. Sadly, I wasn't able to keep my footing on the slick ice, and even when I did get close to Todoroki, he froze me to the spot before I could touch him. My arms dangled loosely as the ice had sprouted from my feet, encasing my body up to my shoulders while I was mid-lunge. My head hung in defeat from the ice wall I was now frozen into the side of, my hair falling in front of my face as All Might announced that the Heroes had won. This wasn't a fair fight at all, but sadly that happens sometimes in the world of heroes. I had no right to complain, but that didn't mean I didn't feel frustrated. The ice was definitely hurting after a little bit, though, and I could hardly move enough to breathe.

Todoroki slowly walked over to me and put his left hand against the ice wall. "Sorry about that," The ice was suddenly warming, and he let me fall forward from the ice to the floor, thankfully catching myself before I actually hit the floor. "We're just in different leagues."

I struggled to pull my numb legs under myself as Todoroki thawed the rest of the room. Once Ojiro was free, he rushed over to help me up and out of the building. By the time we made it back to the monitor room, I still hadn't gained complete feeling, but I did send a shaky smile and my thanks to All-Might when he placed a blanket in my arms – that I immediately wrapped around myself – before Ojiro helped me to one of the chairs in the center of the room.

I couldn't shake the feeling of eyes on me from the moment I entered the room, but after a quick scan of the students in front of me, I didn't want to look for the owner of the burning gaze at the moment. Avoidance wasn't smart, but it was definitely safe. The next few matches were interesting to watch, though nowhere near are nerve-wracking as the first was. Soon enough time was up on the last match, and All Might dismissed us for the day. Kirishima, Kaminari, Mina, and Jirou walked back with me to make sure my now aching legs wouldn't give out on me on the way, for which I was very grateful. I did stumble a few times, though, and Kirishima cheerfully decided to wrap his arm around my shoulders again, this time with no worries due to the blanket I had kept, now wrapped around myself like a cloak.

Again, I felt eyes on me, this time it was only for a moment, though, before I started hearing shuffling steps behind my group as he caught up to us. Chancing a glance over my shoulder, I saw Bakugo walking a little way behind us with his head tilted down, the shadow from his bangs covering his eyes.

"Don't worry about him," My eyes quickly turned to look up at Kirishima who was staring straight forward.

Noticing the other three of our group were occupied with their own conversation, I shifted the blanket so I could hold it closed with just my right hand, before uncovering my left one, wiggling my ring finger at him. "I kinda have to, Kiri."

This time he's the one that stumbled slightly, quickly recovering then glancing over at me with a small grin and a light blush. "Kiri, huh?"

I facepalmed, blushing along with him and completely forgetting what I had been talking about. "Sorry, sometimes I do that without realizing."

"It's fine," He waved off my apology as we reached the changing rooms. The girls instantly whisked me away, and I sent him a playful eye roll and a wave before they dragged me through the doors.

It was on the walk back to the classroom that I registered that Kirishima hadn't said anything about my soul bands. That was odd because people normally gushed about them. That combined with the fact that I had told him Bakugo was one of my soulmates…I had kinda expected a reaction of some sort. For some reason, he didn't seem all that surprised.

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Back in the classroom, it was normal chatter as we were all packing up for the day. I noticed Bakugo leaving quickly, and yet again fought the urge to follow after him. Shortly after, Midoriya returned and some of the class rushed over to him in excitement over his match. He was obviously elsewhere mentally, though, and I had a feeling I knew where.

"Midoriya," I called over to him as I grabbed my bag up from beside my seat. "He left early. You might be able to catch him before he's off-campus if you leave now, though."

He lit up just barely, thanking me before rushing back out the door.

Sighing, I waved to the class, then walked out of the room as well. My aim was to find my dad and ask him if I could get a little bit of extra training time in with him while I was here. A little way down the hall, I happened to look out of the window only to see Midoriya and Bakugo standing alone in the front pathway of the school. I had apparently managed to look down just when Bakugo snapped, though, because he had started out looking like he was just angrily talking to Midoriya, but then it turned into him looking up at the other boy with frustrated tears in his eyes. My heart broke for him, even if I didn't know what was being said, and I reconsidered my earlier judgment of the ash-blonde boy. Something had to be going on with him on a deep emotional level, and it hurt me for some reason to even think about not being able to help fix it. Suddenly, All Might appeared from nowhere, his hand on the taller teen's shoulder for a moment, then Bakugo shrugged him off and walked away.

Another sigh escaped me before I turned away from the window, returning to my search for my dad. This was just too much in one day. "I need a nap," I mumbled.

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Hana will call Mr. Aizawa 'Dad' in emotional situations or outside of class, in class/school activities she will address him like she would any other teacher.

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*Thought I should specify, the three soulmate bond is so strong that makes the soulmates feel a burning/aching feeling if one of them is seriously angry. They feel irritation if their bond is starting to come apart. So far they feel normal otherwise unless one of the bonded touches it. That will come up later, though. There may be other things, I just can't think of them at the moment.*