Mending What Broke: Todoroki Shoto x Reader

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Okay this might be a little confusing because Mikoto's Teacher will refer the two students by their lasts names, so when she is addressing you, she will say Ms or Mrs if she is referring to the other parent :) I'm sorry if it's confusing XD

I feel like I did terrible this chapter ToT XD

-Y/n's POV-

Running out of the school, I reached my hand inside my jacket pocket, quickly pulling out my school I.D. card, swiping it as I walked off of school property.

Replacing my I.D. with my phone, I quickly checked to see if the train station had been reopened, seeing as it was still closed, I groaned, rolling my eyes realizing I'd once again be late.

Scrolling through my phone as I walked, I furrowed my brow seeing someone suddenly start walking alongside me. Taking a wary glance to the side, my eyes widened slightly seeing Gina.

Her brown hair was combed out neatly, and her school jacket was tied around her waist as she skipped beside me. Her bag hung loosely off her shoulder as she hummed a small tune.

Looking back to my phone, I was faced with the black screen, my reflection starring back at me while the girl's beside me was left unseen.

'It's fake. She's not really ther-'

"It was so fun at training today! I wonder what we're doing tomorrow?" She laughed, her voice coming out with a tone that a fuzzy television screen would have.

Ignoring her, I continued to walk.

'I swear, it's like I'm going insane,' I sighed, waiting at the edge of the sidewalk. The small green man lighting up as people began to cross the street, Gina's skipping form disappearing as passerby's walked through her fading figure.

Shaking my head, I rubbed the back of my neck suddenly feeling as if I was being watched. Taking a small glance back, all that was there were a few people that had crossed the street with me.

"God, maybe I should get checked out by Recovery Girl when I get back," I mumbled to myself, walking into Mikoto's school, following the path that he leads me down this morning. Seeing his classroom door open, I shuffled inside, stopping momentarily as I saw an older woman and another little boy.

Mikoto was off in the far corner where a pile of bean bags was placed. His nose buried in a kids book, as the two newcomers gave him judging glances.

Wrinkling my nose in slight disgust, I quickly stole a glance at what they looked like. The two were definitely Mother and son, their dark black hair was proof enough of that. They dressed and stood as if they were trying to make a statement.

Turning, the woman made eye contact with me, her dark grey eyes, though alluring, were filled with backstabbing tendencies. My mood changes, as she looked me up and down, expecting a much older adult to walk through the door.

"Oh good! You're here!" Turning, I was met with Mikoto's teacher, Mrs.Turano, her bob now in a small ponytail, as she motioned for the five of us to gather around a small table.

Taking the chair next to the mother, I pulled the seat away from her, giving me a little space away from her, the perfume she wore overpowering me. Mikoto sat to my right, eyes to the floor as he stayed quiet, the other little boy on his Mother's left, folding his hands on the table as if he ran this entire school.

Clearing her throat, Mrs. Turano spoke, a small file in her hands that explained what had happened being placed out in front for all to see.

"Now that we are all here-"