I knew Shota was going to get right back to teaching. He doesn't look quite as mummified as I remember him looking before, I came here, but I was overjoyed to know something changed for the better. It gave me hope.

I had been asked to make another visit to Sir Nighteye, and while I am excited, he is terrifyingly intimidating.

Bubble girl was the one who came to pick me up, and we spent the whole time getting there gushing over how she is still practicing being funny, aaaaand apparently failing.

I couldn't help but laugh, hearing her failed attempts since the last time I had visited. "Is helping other people be funny a quirk you could have?" She asked with all seriousness.

I raised an eyebrow, before saying, "Uh….no?" Seeing her face fall, I immediately added, "You're definitely thinking too much about it. You used what you know. If you have to think about it too much, then it isn't usually going to be funny."

I continued talking with her as we made our way to Sir's office. When his office door was in sight, she stopped me to ask another question. "You must've had a lot of people you laughed with where you came from!"

I knew the comment was supposed to make me feel better, but I couldn't hide the sadness on my face, which caused her to start apologizing.

I waved my hands at her. "No, it's fine. I didn't have anyone who willingly spent time around me." I let out a forced laugh in hopes that she would laugh, but she gave me the saddest look.

Before she could say anything else, I nodded my head toward the office. "I'll go on ahead. Keeping him waiting is most likely not the best idea."

I tried to let the thoughts go by thinking of everything that has happened to me since being here. From beginning to Aizawa..

The memory made my face burn. The office door opened and Sir Nighteye let me in without saying much. I followed him in, only to dang near collide into him when he suddenly stopped and faced me.

Before I could take a step back, he had a grip on my chin that made me let out a shocked squeak. I kept my eyes open even after he let my chin go, because…

"You used your quirk? That's so cool!" I paid no mind to the fact I was still about an inch away from his face and was more than intrigued with what looked like gears turning in his eye.

Before I could get too excited, I remembered he said he had tried when I first got here. "Does this mean you can see my future now?"

He didn't answer and turned to face away from me. "You may go." Was his only response. The swift dismissal came kind of harsh and even more confusing, but I nodded before going back out the way I came.

Sir Nighteye POV

Mirai ended up calling in Aizawa and Yamada after his meeting with Y/n. He had not originally invited her with the intention of checking her future but ended up trying again to be on the safe side.

He was relieved as well as shocked when he knew he was finally able to use his quirk on her. However, he quickly grew alarmed at what he saw.

He wrote down all he saw until they both arrived later in the day.

When Bubble girl brought them in, he dismissed her, asking her to close the door behind her when she leaves. Hearing the door click, he removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"What's goin on man? You said you needed to talk to us about Y/n?" He wasn't the surprised that Yamada was the first to ask.

Mirai moved in front of his desk and leaned against it.

"I was able to see her future earlier today."

Yamada began to celebrate until he realized Mirai wasn't smiling, but looked sadder than normal.

"What did you see?" Was all Aizawa asked.

"I saw her future, but it seemed to be reflecting off itself. Like a duplicate future, only one didn't have her." He held up his hand to stop Yamada from inquiring what he meant by that. "I don't know what it means. I've never seen that either. It was like seeing two of everything. I saw how bad things would've gotten had there not been some changes made by her."

He sighed before continuing.

"Although the changes she made were rather small in comparison, it seems to have set off some sort of chain reaction if you will."

Aizawa and Yamada shifted uncomfortably but let Mirai continue. "Because she made herself known at the U.S.J…"

"The villains are aware of her as well." Aizawa finished.

Yamada began accidentally activating his quirk as he tried to prepare to put on some sort of game plan. "Well then, we'll just have to hide her or protect her. We're friggin Pro Heroes. That's what we do. Just tell us what's going to happen and we'll protect her."

"That's what's unclear. I could see that the villains will begin looking into who she is, but all I could do at a certain point was sense her death instead of actually seeing it."

Yamada began to get angry, but Aizawa tried his best to remain calm. "You can't see who kills her?"

"I only managed to discern a few colors, like blue, gray, then a quick flash of silver before it seemed to evaporate completely. Almost as if.."

"As if someone is hiding what they are planning to do to her." Aizawa finished.

Mirai gave a brief nod. "I was able to Y/n speak near the end and then laughter. It sounded very much like Y/n said, 'You're not Ochaco' before the laughing came and then nothing."

The mood was somber as they tried to determine next steps, but that didn't stop Aizawa from turning and making his exit.

Yamada and Mirai stared at him only for Aizawa to open the door while saying, "Like Yamada said, we're Pro Heroes."