Think (MHA x OC)

Think: Chapter Fifty-Six: A History Between Hawks and Hearts

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction by Agent ARK 88

Chapter Fifty-Six: A History Between Hawks and Hearts

You'd been searching for Shoto that entire morning. He was being as elusive as ever. True to her word, Heart of Hearts fully intended on having you sign up with Endeavor's Agency for your new work-study as soon as possible. You were supposed to formally have the papers marked today, but it didn't feel right at least mentioning what you were doing to Shoto first. Originally, you'd been enamored with the idea of being part of Fat Gum's Agency, so Shoto's feelings weren't something you had to consider in your final decision. It's not that his feelings should be involved in this either, but for some reason, you felt like you needed to talk it out with Shoto before the final paperwork was completed.

Mr. Aizawa hadn't mentioned Shoto's friendship with you at all, when he signed over the transfer paperwork. He actually didn't even mention the incident you had while under Fat Gum's guidance, which surprised you. Aizawa may have been tired of your antics at this point, or maybe Hearts spoke to him beforehand. Either way, you were grateful you weren't scolded. In fact, Aizawa made sure to check up on your overall health, mentally and physically by asking some mundane questions. He seemed almost relieved when he heard that you were transferring agencies, making you think that he trusted Heart of Hearts even more than he let on.

The time you were supposed to meet Heart of Hearts at the gate was approaching rapidly. Shoto wasn't in his room, nor was he hanging out with Midoriya, so you had to assume he was training or catching up on some studying. You wrung your hands nervously. You wanted desperately to shake your anxieties off. Joining the Endeavor Agency would strictly be a professional matter. Aside from that, you wouldn't be working with the Pro Hero Endeavor. You'd just be working with Heart of Hearts, so you shouldn't be so freaked out about it.

You caught sight of Bakugo and Kirishima, before you'd made it to the entrance gates. Bakugo had spotted you first, his intense gaze already keeping track of you from afar. Since you parted from your passionate kiss with him, he hadn't really mentioned it again. It made you think that maybe you'd just dreamt the exchange. He wasn't acting particularly cold toward you, he just seemed busy, most likely because of his Provisional License Exam make-up courses.

You raised your hand in a small wave, smiling softly at him. He shook his head, rolling his eyes, but you couldn't help but notice he actually returned the gesture. Kirishima whipped his head around. He enthusiastically waved in your direction once he'd spotted you. Your smile brightened. They must have been heading somewhere to train because neither of them stopped. Both of them were dressed in workout clothes. Kirishima even had a gym bag. You didn't intend on stopping them either. At this rate, you'd be late to meet your mentor just because you were looking for Todoroki.

You checked your phone. Still nothing from Shoto. You groaned, eyeing the time. At least you tried. You picked up the pace, rushing to the front gate. Heart of Hearts was patiently waiting at the gate in her full hero costume. In the daylight, her attire was far more striking. Pinks, red, whites, all combined to collectively make up the feminine short dress. Her costume and heart-covered stocking's more muted colors were nothing compared to the make-up surrounding her enchanting pink eyes, which sparkled as she shifted. Her face was framed perfectly by her short pink hair. If she weren't already tall, it would still be hard to miss her. She seemed like the life of the party in any setting, the personification of love itself.

She smiled widely upon seeing you. Heart of Hearts' eyes glowed with a certain excitement that gave your confidence a much needed pat on the back.

"There's my mentee!"

"Good morning, Heart of Hearts, ma'am," you said, politely bowing.

Heart of Hearts frowned, pulling you into a smothering hug. "You can just call me Hearts. No need to be so formal." She released you, and you could have sworn some pink sparkles came off with you. "You like being called Think, right? Your hero name?"