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~ PART FORTY FIVE ~

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

It's been like a week? I don't even know at this point. All I know is that it is currently a time when I should probably be asleep but I'm not, as usual. So what do I do? I grab my phone and write fan fiction because I'm too introverted to talk to anyone instead.

Here ya go Kidds.

PREVIOUSLY

"WELCOME TO THE ANALYSIS COURSE OF UA!"

By the end of the message, I was sick of his voice and would have just trashed it completely if I hadn't thought about how I could use the parts of the message recorder to make more machines.

Well... it seems like I'm going to UA. This is definitely not a bad idea at all...

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That night I worked on more gadgets and ended up turning the projector into a grappling hook.

Good times.

I had finished it by the morning and instead of trying to take a nap or anything, I got up and went for a run before I had to head to the cafe to work.

Once school started, I would most likely have to either drop the job or cut back my hours a lot, since I worked during the time I would have to be at UA in the near future.

Then there was the fact that I couldn't really take a night shift for specific reasons.

Sort of but not quite - solely because of a technicality - illegal reasons.

I had enough money to last me a long time though, and with the fact that I didn't pay for any electrical or hydro necessities, plus the extremely cheap lunches UA sells, each of which could last me for multiple days, I didn't have to worry about food.

It was nice for the few months that it lasted, but I would most likely have to bid them adieu the moment school was in.

Speaking of which, school was due to start in a few days, so I would need to use a little bit more of my savings to get notebooks and pencils. You could find both items pretty cheap at a corner store but I would also need a backpack.

Backpacks aren't cheap.

Therefore I am opting to use my yellow backpack that I've had for years. And used for years. It was the first backpack I ever had, and it was the only one I had ever owned.

Some random older kid with blond hair had seen me struggling to carry my notebooks when I was in my last year of elementary schooling and had taken the backpack right off his own back and emptied it out before giving me the bag and just walking away.

He was nice, and also tall. Looked like the definition of optimism.

Another kid who looked like the definition of an anxiety disorder was trailing along behind him when he left.

All the while I was just standing there perfectly still not having a clue what just happened.

Aside from that, I still needed to get notebooks and such, so my walk turned into a run and I got what I needed for, like, five dollars.

Running the things back home, I changed into decent clothes and headed to the cafe.

I was going to miss the cafe.

I walked in a few minutes early and got straight(gay) to work. Grabbing an apron, I took over the drink making from Ms. Kirishima. She was taking orders while I made drinks and put them out of the table for her to hand to the different customers during the morning rush.

The way months of working here had given us a stable flow where we could easily work around each other made me slightly upset. No matter how I tried not to form connections, I couldn't help but have been metaphorically adopted into the little family that was the cafe.

I really would miss it here.

Eventually Mina came in and took over for Ms. Kirisima, and a while after that, the rush died down and we were able to have a conversation while we waited for things to pick back up.

"Soooooooooo......?" Mina questioned.

"So?" I teased, already knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"Come on, I can see it in your eyes" she accused. "You know EXACTLY what I mean."

"Okay fine." I cleared my throat. "Mina" I grabbed her hands "how did you do on the entrance exams?"

"I KNEW THAT YOU KNEW!" She squealed before pulling away and spinning in a small circle before jumping up and down excitedly. "I got in! I got in! You're looking at one of the next generation class 1-A students!"

She ended up looking suspiciously like the ÙwÚ face, but I didn't comment on that.

I took another person's order before moving over and making their drink as I responded.

"How did Kiri do? Do you know?"

She squealed once more before saying that he also got into class 1-A.

Then she paused.

"Wait, did you ever tell us where you were trying out for school? I mean, I know you don't have to go to high school since you already did online school and are working on college courses currently, but aren't you still going just for that high school experience at least?"

"Okay, I have no earthly idea how you remembered that. I only mentioned it, like, once. But yes. I am going to high school." I danced around her question, purposely not giving a real answer.

"Come on, just give me a straight answer for once, at least tell me where!" She pouted.

I responded without thinking. "How can I give a straight answer when I'm not?"

She gasped, making me realize what I said.

"Wait! No, no! I didn't mean that!"

"Haha, I knew it! You just outed yourself in a joke!" Mina smiled mischievously. "I mean, look at the way you dress, it's not difficult to tell." She winked as some sort of punctuation.

"And don't worry about being accepted here, if the Ms. Kirishimas aren't proof enough, Ejiro also sways that way." She winked again, causing me to blush.

"I hate you" I laughed out.

"Love you too, Mido." She smiled again.

A while later my shift was over so I hung up my apron before heading back to talk to Ms. Kirishima.

I wasn't looking forward to it, but it had to be done.

"Hey..." I said, reaching the desk where she was working on paperwork.

"What's up Midoriya? You seem upset, is everything okay?" She asked nicely.

"Yea, it's just that I'm starting school in a few days and I just got my acceptance letter yesterday, but being that I usually work here during school hours, and for personal reasons, I can't work in the afternoons so... I have to quit. I'm really sorry, and I really enjoyed my time working here, but I'm already doing so many things, and with the course that I got into plus the inventions that I build I won't have enough time to fit a job in with everything else. I'm really really sorry." I hung my head.

I could hear Ms. Kirishima get up and walk over to me, and even with how close I was to the little cafe family, I fully expected her to grab me and throw me out of the office, so when she reached up, I couldn't help but flinch slightly. Even seeing this, she still brought me into a hug.

"We're going to miss you around here but I understand that you have your own life, Midoriya, it's okay. You don't need to apologize."

After a moment, I hugged her back, and a little after that, we let go and parted ways.

I really would miss them.

I waved to Mina on my way out and headed home.

School started in a few days, so I might as well get ready to do some Vigilante work while I can.

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