LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Monsters and Tea

Estelle dropped into Class 1A's training to speak with Mr Aizawa. When she fought the dark spirits from her world, Estelle couldn't help but long for her katana back home. Knowing that her personal one would be impossible to get, Estelle hoped she would be able to settle for a katana in general.

The class was training as usual. Mr Aizawa and All Might stood next to each other as they conversed about their students. Walking into their view, Mr Aizawa was the first to notice she had appeared.

"What can I do for you, Estelle?"

"I was wondering if I would be able to request equipment? I would like a katana."

"A katana?" Mr Aizawa asked whilst he looked down at Estelle with surprise.

"Yes, it was something I frequently used in my own world when dealing with the creatures."

"Ah, the monsters. Of course, I'll take you to the support lab."

"Thank you."

To the trio's wonder, a teacher arrived with his students at the entrance of the gym.

"That's enough class A; class B is scheduled to use this training room every afternoon." The teacher stated. Turning to Mr Aizawa, he grumbled, "Eraser, get your kids out of our way."

"You're not trying to kick us out early when we have ten whole minutes, are you?" Mr Aizawa retorted.

Before the teacher could answer, one of his students spoke up instead. Estelle could faintly remember the blonde hair.

"Hey, did you hear? The licensing exam had a fifty per cent pass rate. That means your entire class might fail.

"Who is he again?" Estelle asked curiously.

The blonde turned to the girl with a dismayed look, clearly unhappy with her asking.

"I'm Monoma! From class 1B."

Estelle scanned him before shaking her head. "Never heard of you, plus there's a second hero class? How disappointing," Estelle stated out loud as she thought about Shinsou. He should've been there rather than the reject stood in front of her laughing maniacally.

'Patience, he'll make it', Estelle reminded herself. Ignoring the class's further conversation, the time for class 1A training session had ended since the ten minutes had passed with mindless chatter. Turning towards Mr Aizawa, Estelle trailed him out of the door to head to the support gear room.

"How are you holding up?" Mr Aizawa enquired as they both snail-paced their way across the corridors.

"As good as I can be."

"Understandable. So this katana of yours, I'm guessing you're fully trained on how to use it?"

"Yeah, it was my main weapon back home."

"What about your abilities? I would've assumed that would be your main defence?"

"It depends on the situation. Dark spirits all have different weak points like the heart or their skull. Exploiting those weaknesses are easier with an actual weapon. There's a lot more control."

"That makes sense; it sounds like you know what you're doing."

"I've had to fight them my whole life. I know more than most."

"That you did; it sounds like a lot of work. It must have been strange coming to a place that is tranquil compared to that."

"It was actually nice to have a bit of a breather", Estelle admitted, slightly abashed and turned her head away. "It's why I enjoyed working with Nona so much. Doing something mundane after a lifetime of adventure was peaceful."