"There's goes another criminal caught by our group of superheroes, Big Hero 6!" The newreporter reads the words off the monitor that's not showing on their camera, off of the television setting. It was a typical criminal hijacking a motorcycle with someone's duffle on the side carriage, discovering inside was all the banks documents on many citizens social security numbers and spending records. "Our exclusive clip is a short interview with the heroes of Frans Sansokyo!"

The person who turn on the news was about to be swoon when a small square on the screen expand itself to reveal the video of the interview. Two petite hands position themselves to hold up her chin. Her lips stretch into a dopey smile as the camera zooms to the mysterious hero in the purple and black gear.

"God, he is so dreamy..." Purred the watcher who is none other than human biologist, SFIT student, and second youngest student to attend SFIT, Karmi. She's been amour with the small hero since him and his colleagues made their first appearance in the city. At first it was just admiration for the heroic action each member pulled off when fighting against all kinds of evil, but when the small guy in purple and black gear saved her from a falling lamppost, her admiration turns into a huge crush. She has yet to see who is inside the headgear, but she will openly accept it with her own two open arms.

Her dreamlike trance broke when her phone vibrates against the kitchen counter. She snaps out of it to pick it up, pressing the home button to see a notification of the her alarm clock: Time to go school; 6:30.

"Better text mom." Getting up from her seat. Before leaving the kitchen, she quickly grab a breakfast bar from the cabinet. Soon the brunette was out of the house with a backpack and a house key with her.

The brunette continues on with her daily routine: Get to the school, go to her personal lab, possibly give her rival the stink eye if they crossed, check up on her friends of tiny bodily cell viruses, and continue studying the human body through various textbooks. Sometimes she would take a break from caretaking her viruses, by pulling out her phone to watch any videos that are Big Hero 6 related.

But on this particular day... her daily routine is adding a couple of unpredictable planning.

LUNCHTIME:

Karmi is in her personal lab, gathering books to entertain herself for the lunchroom. With various stack already high of seven thick textbook, the young biologist accidentally misplace her journal on top of the stack while looking away. The small written book leaned itself over the edge. The girl didn't notice until Shen heard a thump on the wooden floor.

"Oh boy!" She exclaimed at the fallen journal. Crunching down to her knees to pick it up, slowly examining the page it opened. It revealed a detailed sketch of her mysterious hero from the head to his shoulders. Karmi gently caress the drawn page with such adoration. "How cool would it be that you and I could meet... again?" Giving the page one more loving look before closing it and adding it to the stack. She grabbed her laptop along with her stack of textbooks, and made her way to the cafeteria.

When she carefully walk through the door of the cafeteria, she unknowingly was passing by the boy who stole her title of youngest genius attending SFIT, Hiro Hamada, and his friends' table.

"Come on~!" Cried out a boy with light brown chin-length hair covered partly by a turquoise beanie hat.

Karmi nonchalantly turn to the owner of the small whine.

The guy with the beanie also had on a red t-shirt that has a Japanese kanji symbol on it, a white long sleeve undershirt, moss green cargo shorts, and a pair of somewhat dirty sneakers. She had seen him around the campus either with his friends or in the school's mascot costume, usually spreading his weirdness in the quad. She doesn't have much of an opinion (or judgement) for the non-science major, so she brush him off as some regular schoolmate.

"How cool would be to have my hero suit shoot out fire, from my claws?!" He excitedly pantomime finger guns.

What?

The biologist turn her heads to the group a bit more, suddenly intrigued what the mascot-wearer is going on about?

"You already have enough fire power as it is." A Korean girl in athletic clothes rejects her friend's crazy idea. Another person Karmi has no opinion on other than knowing she appears as a tough girl with the purple streak in her hair and the calm yet strict tone she uses.

"The suit I created for you already reached it capacity of chemical heat in the fire gauge." Hiro explains slowly for his non-scientific friend. "Upgrading could possibly takes weeks which is bad timing when a criminal appears on our radar quicker than expanding a suit's capacity."

Hero suit? Criminals? Fire?

"You would be practically dying in the suit? And you know how smelly your costume will be? Work sweat is disgusting and no one wants to go near that." A tall-built black man with dreadlocks asked in little horror.

"Not mention you would probably die inhaling the chemical mixture I made to help produce the fire." Said a tall thin girl with long strawberry blonde hair, carefully adding another risk factor.

"It'll be so worth it! Not only will I be literally spitting hot fire. I'll be shooting it." Fred said the last part in a secretive and michevious manner. Along with that he made shooting sounds as he motioned his finger guns, mostly sounding like laser pointers.

While the group was too deep into their hero conversation. Karmie brown eyes widen in question. Having a bit of a thought process, she abandon her usual route to her own lunch table, quickly exiting the cafeteria to return to her personal lab.

"Hero costume? What is that cocky nerd talking about?" The brunette mutter to herself as she paces back and forth in her lab, with her arms prompt and a finger to her chin. She remembers seeing the blue Kamuji-like hero, who have the most conceal costume to hide the real person controlling it, being out and about with the other heroes. This then leads her examining the other heroes in her head. The one with the yellow suit with the wheel attach at the ankles might be the athletic Korean, the green suit could possibly be that worrywart with the dreadlocks, the pink suit more than likely belongs to the blondie with pink round glasses, and the purple-

"Oh no no no no..." Karmie whisper in pure horror. Walking over to her stack in search for her private journal, grabbing it from the stack and opening the small book, flipping through the pages rapidly until she finds the drawing. When she landed on that page, she gasp at the possible similarity, though her drawing style averts from the real person.

Karmie looks back to her memories of her only interaction with the smallest member of Big Hero 6. He had spoken to her, but the voice was muffled from his helmet and his transparent glass was saturated with an orange shade that can hardly decipher the face. He couldn't be...!

There's no way those group, are the same group of the Big Hero 6. If that's true...and that would mean Hiro is her mysterious hero... then that means- Uh-uh! No way. NO! Her head was swimming with the immense info cramming into her brain. She needs to have a seat... The brunette crashes down on a her swivel chair.

"What Hiro and his friends were talking about earlier..." Forming a hypothesis in her mind, she mumbles quietly to herself. "...Then that's mean they have to be Big Hero 6. Because what other superheroes are there in Fran Sans Sokyo? And that are that young to be identified as possible college students?" This is making it worse for her mental stability. She needs to talk it out with someone. Anyone that is not associated with Hiro Hamada or his friend group.

What do you think A-1011?" Weakly turning to one of her contained perti dishes. Despite knowing her socializing weakness, she is in need to find someone to vent, grieve, and possibly rant about the issue.

In perfect timing her phone vibrate against her work table. She grabs onto to the side of her desk, sliding her chair alongside it to get to where her phone is. When she turns on her phone, the screen lights to a caller ID that made her let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Hey Karmi! It's been a while." A cheerful voice is hear on the other side of the wireless phone line.

"Oh my goodness! You are such a life savior!" The biologist dramatically praise her longtime friend. "I need a favor from you."

"What a coincidence. I need a favor from you too."

Rewritten: 07/13/18