Okay, so I may or may not have totally flipped the heck out at seeing my beloved broccoli hero.

"Deku! OMGOSH! It's so nice to meet you! You are amazing, even for a total crybaby!"

Oops.

"I mean…" I suddenly was overwhelmed with the realization that not only am I currently fangirling to the highest extent imaginable right now, I am also doing it, without having even introduced myself AT ALL.

While Yamada quickly got up to intervene before I feel myself die inside even more, he managed to come up with a quick and yet very..

"YEAH DEKU! This is my girl, Y/n! Cute ain't she?"

….?!

I stared at him feeling my whole face burn with like Endeavors' hair.

"Zashi, you jerk! That's not…YOU DIDN'T EVEN ASK!" I squeaked, feeling woefully underprepared to be claimed without even being made aware ahead of time.

Yep. That's the way my brain works. I am more upset that I didn't know so I could have time to process instead of being asked in that whole romantic K drama way.

I suck. But…of course it gets worse.

Yamada gave a smirk before approaching me. Before I realized it, he was half a dang inch from my FACE!

"So…I just need to ask, Song Bird?"

So yeah, I ran for it.

I am currently hiding in a tree. I am an adult woman, who climbed a friggin tree, to hide from Present Mic because I am way too flustered to think.

I began going through my memories of the My Hero Academia World, trying to figure out what the absolute heck is going on.

Did Yamada have a girlfriend? Was he always such a FLIRT!? Is that a part of his quirk? That last one is highly unlikely, but I am really beginning to wonder…

"Why are you in a tree?" A monotone voice suddenly spoke, totally interrupting my thoughts. It shocked me so bad, I jumped….and sorta kinda…fell.

I shut my eyes tight with the realization, but before I could scream, squeak, or yell, I felt strong arms catch me without saying a word.

I slowly opened my eyes to assess the damage, promptly patting my body before letting out a sigh of relief that I did not in fact die.

Getting to go to the MHA world and then dying because I fell out of a tree is a waste of good sto….uh…visit to this world, ya know?

In my joy filled moment, I had somehow managed to forget, my savior is still….STILLL HOLDING ME!

I turned my head and made immediate eye contact with Aizawa.

Is he glaring?

Is he bored?

*Mental shrug*

"I heard about Yamada." He said calmly before hesitating.

"Uh, yeah. He is a bit much, right?" I asked with an awkward chuckle while still trying to keep calm about the fact that I am still being held bridal style in Eraserheads' arms.

He continued to look into my eyes. The intensity made me feel like he was looking into the deepest and loneliest parts of my soul. I shivered without breaking eye contact.

"Does a man really only need to ask?" Aizawa continued.

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What happened?

Nothing I see looks like where I last was, but somehow still looks familiar.

There's a mirror in front of me, but everything else around me is so dark except for my reflection.

But…I look….off.

"Who are you?" I asked nervously.

My odd reflection stared back at me, looking me up and down.

It is so strange. My face matches hers. Everything about us looks the same, but it isn't me.

Her eyes are staring at me while I wait for an answer. Somehow, I'm not the least bit frightened.

My reflection smiled. Not a scary smile, but one of hope found after a long time without.

Without completely understanding what is happening, I couldn't help smiling in return.

"I found you."