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Hitoshi checks the door again, impatient as footsteps draw closer to the class.

It slides open and he looks with hopeful eyes. There she was, clumsily struggling to wave at him as she treads through the maze full of study desk. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about his relationship with Morioka. The more he tip-toes around that unforgivable ground of hope, the more he finds what he's doing to her selfish and uncalled for. She obviously wants to be his friend, and he's here calculating the pros and cons of that.

Just for once, he could have simply accepted her and her good heart. She deserves at least that. Aside from her obsession with this kid in Heroic Department, there is nothing about her that ignite doubts inside of him.

'Good morning, Hitoshi-san!' Morioka greets, wiping tiny drops of sweat on her forehead.

'Five minutes before the bell' he remarks, 'You're improving'

'Don't be mean' his friend pouts, going to her seat.

The boy turns around, watching her pulls out from the familiar messenger bag her habitual botanical book. It's a sight he had grown so accustomed to that he stopped questioning why she keep looking through the same thing over and over again. He is sure she has more books at home since Morioka likes literature, but he opted out of asking her questions that don't necessarily have much impact on neither or their lives.

Her hobby is hers. He had come to the conclusion.

Morioka rummages through her bag and suddenly turns to look at him. Instinctively, Hitoshi averts his eyes but realizing there is nothing to hide the boy returns the look.

'Hitoshi-san' she says, inching towards him with a palm-size teal cardboard box in her hands.

He raises an eyebrow, studying her in amusement and trying to guess what she might want with him. Morioka stands by his desk and gently sets the box down next to his arm.

'I made you a thing' she explains, 'It's not much but I hope you like it'

'Why the sudden present?' Hitoshi asks.

The girl doesn't answer right away. Instead, she cracks a mysterious smile and purses her lips.

'I wanted to thank you' she shrugs. 'For waiting for me. No one really did that for me before. It's… nice'

'Nice?' he smirks.

'I don't know' Morioka makes a baby leg kick, 'I never had friends waiting for me to go home together so it makes me warm and fuzzy'

Hitoshi coughs. 'You're giving me goosebumps' he jokes, 'but thanks for the present. Mind if I open it?'

His friend shakes her head. He tears off the transparent star pattern tape and sticks it on the table's surface.

Cute, he notes.

The inside of the box is a plastic bag filled with dried flower and from the smell, mint, and tea. Hitoshi was surprised to find the gift so… uncommon. He can't recall the last time anyone gave him tea. And he doesn't think he can either because no one did.

Man, this girl is weird.

'It's tea' Morioka adds, as if assuming the boy does not possess enough intelligence to discern what the bloody mess he's holding might be.

'You can drink it with honey' she describes, 'Or you can use it to wash your face-'

'Wash my face?'

'Yeah' Morioka chuckles, her eyes shine with excitement, 'There's rose inside so I think it'll be good for your skin. My mom used it too but we just kind of keep it inside the family. I hope you like it though'

He looks down at the plastic bag again, scrutinizing all the ingredients inside it. 'I'll use it. That I can promise', he smiles.

Before Hitoshi can say another word, the class door slides open again and Midnight walks through.

'It's time for homeroom, my lovelies!' their teacher announces and all the class starts to return orderly to their seats.

Morioka does too but he doesn't want to lose this chance so the boy grabs the helm of her uniform's sleeve.

'Hey' he starts, 'Thanks for the tea, Morioka'

Tenderly, her eyes lock onto his. 'You're welcome, Hitoshi-san' she dimples, 'Thanks for waiting for me'


Hana chews on the little sweet pieces of ice in her mouth as she mulls over the odd image of Hitoshi doing pretty much the same thing as her, only with the ice cream stick as he types on his phone. It's kind of amazing how far they have come from her pathetically begged him to be her friend. There are still many things she doesn't know about the boy but she can tell as much from each action he takes that he thinks things through and he is very kind. If anything, Hitoshi is like Bakugo and Midoriya mashed together, plus the purple hair.

Come to think of it, what kind of images does he have of her, the girl wonders. Must have been quite a show in his head considering how much he snickers whenever he sees her. Hitoshi always had that smirk on every time Hana does something. It's almost like the expression is reserved for her alone.

'Fun fact. Do you know that you can eat without staring holes into my face, Morioka?' her friend asks gently pushing his swing.

She giggles at the question, looking away. 'Sorry' Hana says, 'It's been a while since I get to talk to you in person. It feels a bit weird'

'Yeah, sorry about that'

Hitoshi stops the swing as he puts his legs on the ground. 'So, your friend. Tell me about him. What happened after you went and saw him?' he requests.

Normally, Hana would jump at any chance to talk about Midoriya, but thanks to their fall out at the infirmary, she isn't sure if what she knows about the boy is correct anymore. It's slightly more difficult to describe him now.

'Well' she purses her lips, 'He's a really kind person. There was one time this guy tried to bully me and Midoriya-san pretty much take the beating for me-'

'There was a guy who wanted to beat you up?' Hitoshi raises his eyebrow.

Hana kicks the dirt near her swing, wondering if telling her friend about this is the best. He already doesn't seem to like people in that Department. Him knowing this would probably wouldn't do them well. If anything, that day behind the school yard with Bakugo feels so far away now that Hana doesn't find a need to revisit it. It's no longer a good memory either. She used to be really happy thinking back about how Midoriya came to her rescue but taking on Bakugo is one thing and taking on a group of villains is another thing.

Her stomach churn at the memory of him in bandages.

'Sounds like the typical heroic' Hitoshi comments and she nods.

It's true.

Midoriya has every quality to be a great hero. 'He's really selfless' she says, 'and he's not really the type to stand still and watch if his friends are in trouble'

'But you don't want him to?'

'No' Hana shakes her head, 'It's not like that. I guess I want him to be careful? He was quite injured when we met yesterday'

'Well, you're a nice girl, Morioka and I'm sure you mean well but there's a limit to being careful, you know?'

Her friend sighs, and she gives a dry chuckle.

'I do. Even I myself did something stupid before'

'And what's that?' Hitotshi smirks.

The girl scans the playground for a while, trying to piece back the events of her entrance exam. It was so chaotic back then that she barely had any time to think. Maybe that's why she managed to do what she did. She just doesn't like it that her Quirk works when she didn't tell it to. It's concerning, to say the least. She never had much of a control over her Quirk but she doesn't want it to get too uncontrollable.

Trailing her eye along the game of hide-and-seek between children in front of them, Hana speaks.

'I took down a 0 point'

'You what?' Hitoshi chokes, startling Hana a little. She reaches into her bag and offers him tissues.

'I don't remember doing that though. It was all a blur. I was trying to get this one kid from under the 0 point. He got stuck between its legs and he looked like he was gonna be crushed so I just-'

'That 0 point was gigantic though' Hitoshi leans in closer seemingly interested in what she has to say next.

Hana shrugs. She herself doesn't really know what happens either.

'When I came to, the machine was pretty much covered with flowers and vines though. The kid I 'saved' told me', she makes an air quote, 'that the moment that 0-point touched me, all these plants start to grow around us and pretty much ate the thing up'

'And you have no idea how it happened?'

'Not a clue'

Hana says, crumpling up the wrapping paper in her hands. She can't very well tell him that she has little control of her Quirk now, can she? What if he gets angry that someone like her managed to get into U.A.? To be honest, she even thought of that herself sometimes. Bakugo wasn't all wrong. Midoriya gave her a chance to wish upon a star for a place in the school and now that she did make that wish and the wish did come true, she sorts of regret it.

U.A. is a great school, but somehow, she feels like he was the biggest reason she wanted to apply. After yesterday, Hana doesn't know what is really holding her here anymore. If they fall apart, what's her reason for being here?

'What's your Quirk like though? I haven't seen it in action' Hitoshi asks and she points promptly to her head.

'Yes, you have'

'That flower thing?' he makes a sharp breath, 'I thought it's an extra thing that comes with your Quirk?'

'It's pretty weak, huh?' she smiles and stars swinging on her own, 'I heard from mom that I used to be able to make flowers and plants grow before. Not on my head of course, but now it's just kind of stop'

'Do you know why?'

'No. Not really. Maybe because I don't use it?' she mulls, 'but Quirks don't change nature because you don't use it right? We even went to the doctor for, but they couldn't find the reason behind why my Quirk… degraded either.'

'Still. It'll be some Quirk if you can do what you did in the entrance exam though'

'Nah… I'm fine like this'

Hana chuckles, swinging faster. Sunset creeps up on them as parents one by one came to collect their child for a warm dinner. The sight makes her heart sink a little. She wonders every time a dad comes by how it must have felt to be able to grow up with a father. Despite how hard she tried, the girl can't seem to remember anything about her own dad.

Hana contemplates going back to the convenience store to get something for her own. Another day passed, hopefully peacefully. Hesitantly, she reaches inside her pocket, struggling to decide if she wants to answer Midoriya's text. He has been striking up a conversation since yesterday asking her what she has been doing. Hana can't tell if that his guilt speaking or his fear speaking. She's not going to blabber about All Might for sure. Nothing good comes from her doing that. If anything, it'll just make Midoriya hates her, but if he feels guilty about making her worried then she has no response to that.

She wants him to be safe, but she can't impose her will on him either. Even Hitoshi said that she can't make sure 100% that he will not get injured, and she understands that. Regardless, her inside feels like it's having allergic reactions trying to rationalize his actions.

It's as messy as it could be. Now, they have an awkward air hanging around their relationship. Hana knows for a fact that if she doesn't do anything soon, they'll drift apart. She resents how fickle and short time really is when it comes to relationship trouble. It takes so long to create one and not at all much to potentially destroy one.

It's unfair.

Hana sighs, pushing herself off the swing.

'I gotta go' she smiles at Hitoshi, 'The supermarket is going to close soon. I gotta get groceries for dinner.'

Her friend stands up from his swing as well, but before she reaches for her messenger bag, he beats her to it.

'Wanna have dinner at my place?'

She freezes at the unexpected offer. 'Erm… why?' she asks then immediately rues the way her question sounds. 'S-Sorry. I didn't mean it that. It's just a bit sudden so I got curious…'

'It's fine' he puts up his phone and says, 'Mom was asking where I was. I told her I was with a friend, and she told me to bring you back for dinner. It's alright if you don't want to. She's a bit of a hassle anyway'

'Oh, no no' Hana disagree, 'I would love to go'

'Cool'

Hitoshi slings her bag over his shoulder once again walking as he texts. 'Anything you don't like?'

'None at all' Hana smiles, 'I eat anything'

'Alright' her friend shoves his phone back into his jacket. 'Let's go then. Just try not to get too weird out. My mom really can be nosy and pushy. Let her know if she's being a nuisance'

'O-Okay'