Out of Your Mind

7

As soon as Recovery Girl said it was alright for Yua to go, you slowly head to the main office to grab your things and see what it is that could've been taken from her desk.

"Looks like someone cleaned in here." You say as you walk in, Yua immediately frowns.

"Yeah, they did it all wrong though." She starts reorganizing things.

"Yua, YUA-" you say loudly, she looks up.
"-we need to figure out what was taken" she huffs and sits in her chair.

"[y/n], look." She points at the file cabinet. It looks like the handles have been turned to dust.

"A little much for a file cabinet, huh?" You say.

"What could've done this?" She asks as she opens it up, looking to see what's been taken.

"I have no idea, but maybe I can see if they left traces of their aura." You use your quirk to try and find residual traces of the intruders aura.

Everyone has an aura, and every time you come into contact with someone or something, you leave traces of your aura behind. It doesn't last for long, but if you catch it early enough, you can get an idea of what kind of person your dealing with. This aura, was very faint, but it's presence was..evil. It felt like everything wrong with the world. You've worked in a school for quite some time now that you'd almost forgotten what the aura of a villain felt like.

"I don't want to meet the person who gives off this aura." You say quietly.

"I don't think I'll be able to figure out what schedule they took." Yua says, still rummaging through the mess.

"Why not?" You've done your best to keep your composure throughout this whole day. The stress was really starting to get to you now.

"I mean, most of the papers here have been turned to dust. If I had to guess it would be a schedule for one of the hero courses. Let's see, I have most of the upper class here. Maybe 1 or 2-A?" She looked tired. She's had a long day, and you felt bad for pushing her any further than you have already.

"Alright, that's ok. Let's get our stuff and go home, ok? I'll tell Principal Nezu in the morning." She gets up slowly and grabs her purse and bedazzled tumbler.

"Ok, I'll wait for you out here." You smile and quickly head into your office to grab your bag and water bottle. You turn off the lights, lock the door and the two of you head out to your cars.

"Do you want me to drive you home?" You ask. It's dark already and you were worried for your friend.

"I think I'll be fine. You make sure you get some sleep tonight, ok? This isn't one of your fancy police cases, you don't have to stay up all night and figure out which piece of paper got stolen from my file cabinet." She was right. You absolutely planned on trying to figure out what could've went missing, even if it took all night.

"Fine, text me when you get home, ok?" She nods and shoos your away.

"I will, I will. Good night, [y/n]." You give her a hug and get in your car. You pull into your driveway and once inside, your dogs are jumping at your legs.

"Hello hello. Sorry I was out late." You put your stuff down and put the dogs in their harnesses, deciding to give them a walk as an apology for keeping them waiting for you. You grab your phone and stuff it in your back pocket as you head out the door.

Normally you wouldn't recommend people go out so late at night to walk their dogs, but you had two pit bulls so people didn't tend to mess with you. Plus you have your training as a pro in the past and your quirk, so you weren't very worried.