MHA Fanfiction: The broken have found home {Discontinued}

Chapter 2

AN: SORRY, it's short

Behind the two males stood a girl with long black hair and piercing eyes, she held a small amused smile. Dressed in an oversized hoodie and some shorts, leggings and beat up sneakers, she also wasn't much shorter than Midoriya, only around 5'3.

"Hello Yagi-san, and you must be Midoiriya-kun." Kokoro said, smiling softly.

"Fujimori-san, It is very nice to meet you!" He said loudly, making Kokoro grimace.

"No need to be formal, You can call me Koko-chan or Onee-chan." When she said this, it made Midoriya realize that she was his soul sister.

"A-are you sure?" He said, and she only nodded, still smiling.

Toshinori watched the two interact and couldn't help but smile a bit, knowing that Kokoro didn't interact with people much and that she didn't have people she liked. However, he noticed a softness that Kokoro had immediately taken up when meeting the meek boy. So from that day forward, Kokoro sat in on the training and when the entrance exam for U.A came around, Kokoro was cheering for him behind the scenes.

On the day of the entrance exam Midoriya had gotten a text from Kokoro wishing him good luck. Midoriya couldn't help but smile, his mother had met Kokoro a few weeks ago and had welcomed her with open arms. To say she was awkward with parents was an understatement, Midoriya chuckled at the memory and headed out. So when Midoriya was taking the test, watching with the other teachers, Kokoro stood there, a dark chuckle left her lips as she watched Midoriya destroy a giant robot. Aizawa looked at his teacher assistant from the corner of his eye and noticed the creepy-send-shivers-down-your-spine smile she was wearing. He was a little curious about her relationship with the green haired problem child he knows he will be.

Midoriya was taken to Recovery Girl's office, and Kokoro followed. "Man, he destroyed his arm." Kokoro mumbled as Recovery Girl healed his arm.

"Yes, yes he did. I have a feeling he's going to be here constantly." the old woman sighed.

"Probably." Kokoro rubbed the back of her neck as she sighed, "Well, he doesn't know I'm gonna be teaching here so I gotta jet. I'll see you later R.G." She said as she kissed the unconscious Midoriya's forehead and left.

A few days later, Midoriya had Kokoro over when suddenly Inko came rushing into the room with an envelope. Midoriya took the envelope and rushed to his room to open it.

"I hope he gets in. He's been working so hard for it." Inko said, tearing up a bit.

Kokoro straightened up her cards for a game that they were playing, a smile playing at her lips. "Don't worry Inko-san, he'll get in."

"I hope so." The older woman said, as Midoriya came into the room his hands were slightly shaking. Tears pooled his eyes, as he looked at the two women.

"I got in." He whispered, a huge grin spread across his face, Inko cheered and hugged him as Kokoro smiled and patted his head.