The Last Healer - A BNHA Story - Kyoka Jirou x OC

Chapter 6

This kind of became a filler chapter, sorry. I didn't mean for it to be like this but I'm not upset by it. This is mostly just some Haruto fluff :D

Today is the first day of school and it starts with the same routine as another day.

First, I wake up at 6-6:15 am and start breakfast. Usually, Haruto would wake up on his own at around 6:20 when I was about finished and would set the table. When he doesn't wake up, like today, I would set the table and then go to wake him up.

"Haruto, buddy, it's time to wake up~" I begin as I open his door after knocking. "Breakfast is on the table. We're having pancakes~"

He then shoots out of bed. "PANCAKES?! LET'S GOOO!" Then runs out of the door downstairs to the dining room. 'My bribery always works.' I think as I follow him, smirking and laughing with him along the way.

Then we eat together and get ready. Haruto likes to pick out his outfits with me, but normally ditches my vasty superior opinion with whatever he feels like for the day. I don't really care what he wears, but we like to pick together so we can 'twin' outfits.

Keeping in mind that today we both have to go to school, I have to get ready to disappoint him. You see, Haruto loves to wear rainbow-like or colorful outfits; not school uniforms.

"Haruto, do you know what today is?" I try to jog his memory before he thinks too much about what to wear.

"Uhhhh...." he takes a moment to think, putting a figure on his chin and tilting his head to m̶a̶k̶e̶ m̶e̶ d̶i̶e̶ f̶r̶o̶m̶ c̶u̶t̶e̶n̶e̶s̶s̶ o̶v̶e̶r̶l̶o̶a̶d̶ help think. "OH! Today is Monday."

"And what happens on Mondays?"

"I- Oh... I go to school.." he says dejectedly looking at the floor.

"Yes, so you have to...?"

"Wear a uniform..." He sighs and looks at me, taking my hand to walk to his room. "It's so dumb though! I mean we go to school to learn- and most people don't like school to begin with- so why do they force us to wear uniforms?! I understand to look pReSeNtAbLe or whatever but it makes me feel more comfortable! And helps me feel creative and happy!! So whyyyyy?" He starts the same argument every day.

"I understand, truly! But there is nothing we can do about it, you just have to wear it. But hey, I'll let you wear colorful socks if you promise your pants can hide it." I bribe.

"REALLY?"

"Really."

"YESH!!"

With the argument done and over, we move onto phase 3.

"Goodbye Haruto! Have fun at school!" I wave the little ray of sunshine goodbye and start to walk back to the school with Aizawa. You see, because of the fact that villains now know that there is a healer-in-training, they will try now more than ever to kidnap me. Aizawa is supposed to be the person that drops Haruto off, but I insisted on tagging along. As we walk back I start to study the profile of each and every student in my class: 1A.

"So who is this?" Aizawa tests me, holding up a picture of a nervous green-ette, the one I recognized as the soon-to-be-trouble-maker.

"Midoriya Izuku, 15. Quirk: Super Strength; in which he can power up his strength except he injures himself every time he uses his power." I started. "Every goddamn time he uses his quirk he breaks his bones, he seems to have no intention to be careful, I can tell we are going to become well aquatinted."

Aizawa simply nods in agreement and holds up another picture of a classmate.

"Bakugou Katsuki, 16. Quirk: Explosion; his quirk allows him to secrete nitroglycerin-like sweat from the palms of his hands and ignite it on command, allowing him to create strong explosions." I stated, "From what I could tell at the exams, he has a huge ego and with that persona, I doubt he'll tell me when he is injured. The power behind the blast of his explosions must have some damage to his muscles, so I'll have to watch for that." Aizawa nodded and showed a picture of the cool-rock-girl with long earlobes.

"Jirou Kyoka, 15. Quirk: Earphone Jack; a pair of headphone jacks hanging from her earlobes. When the jacks are plugged into something, Kyoka can channel the sound of her heartbeat into it in the form of a violent vibration attack." I paused because it would look suspicious if I immediately knew what to look for in her when I didn't with the others. In truth, she was the first one I memorized. "I saw her use her earphones to track other robots at the exams, she would be a great tracking hero. It's the same super-hearing that can hurt her, though. I saw her flinch when loud noises, like explosions, at the exams. I even had to tend to her ears bleeding because of Bakugou." Aizawa nodded, again, and held up a photo of a male with yellow hair and a lightning bolt in his hair.

"Kaminari Denki, 15. Quirk: Electrification; he can generate electricity and cover his body in it." This is the guy with the weird profile. "He has little to no control over his quirk and when he over-uses it, the electricity short-circuits his brain, leaving him in a dumb-founded state for over an hour. I'm honestly surprised he doesn't have any seizures or memory damage. The electricity seems to have the same effect as alcohol has, 'which blocks chemical signals between brain cells (called neurons), leading to the common immediate symptoms of intoxication, including impulsive behavior, slurred speech, poor memory and slowed reflexes.' (quote from Hazeldenbettyford.org). So I'll have to ask Recovery Girl what to do about him" I rambled thoughtfully.

"That would pose a problem if he ended up with any mental issues on the job..." Aizawa thinks with me.

"Also, Aizawa. Look at this." I say, giving him the portfolio of Kaminari with an obvious circle around the issue I'm talking about.

"Hmm? This student is becoming more and more of a problem child... We can ask them about it after class with Nezu."

"Alright. Anyway, who's next?" With that, we went through every classmate.

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"Damn why the fuck is this door so fucking b i g ?" I say, with Aizawa next to me in front of the 1A classroom door.

"Language," Aizawa mumbles while opening said door, only to be blocked by a bunch of loud teens crowding the door. "If you want to make friends, then leave."