A student who has a Father working as a pro hero and a mother working as an interviewer in the Public Hero Safety Commission. It's no surprise that Kanami grew up privileged.
In a world where quirks define a big part of you, she faced bullying for...
A/N: One more Chapter for the internship arc! This chapter's pretty sweet so I hope you enjoy it 💗
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A day has passed and I've been helping a lot with the chores around the agency, rigorous training, and watching fire trucks come and go. Fortunately, however, a fire never broke out again.
Tired to the bone, I crashed onto the nearest empty chair. It squeaked as I accidentally thrust it backward. My heart probably skipped a couple of beats before I managed to use my quirk to push it back.
What a wake-up call.
I rubbed my lower back and played a song. I can finally take a damn break.
I rested my chin on my palm and scrolled through my phone. One of my ideal ideas of a break. I don't need to talk to anyone and potentially cause any inconvenience, I could just be myself and enjoy whatever's around me in solitude for some time.
The sound of a repetitive shrill, almost guttural sound resounded in my ears.
A dog perhaps? My brain couldn't focus, stuck between the world of digital media and my senses.
"Kanami?"
"Kanami...?"
That's a familiar voice. "Kanami!" I jumped in my seat.
Ah, it's just Satoshi. How is he here?
"Huh? Oh, hi." "Get yourself together." He said lightheartedly. In his arms was a Dalmatian puppy, being cradled like a baby. My heart squeezed. "How come you're here today?"
Coincidentally, Satoshi had to come over that day since his parents had to go out and didn't trust him being home alone. Not something I'm unfamiliar with since it happened quite a lot since we were like 10. But the fact that it still happens kinda sucked.
I turned the music off and pet the puppy's head. Its fur was surprisingly soft. Its head would turn wherever my hand went. My eyes were fixated on a pair of tiny, baby blue crochet socks on its paws.
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"Aw, it has tiny gloves. Wait, is it a girl or boy?" Satoshi's hands held the paws of the bubbly puppy, "I made them while waiting for time to pass and now this pup is attached to me. Apparently, this one is a new one, about a year old. A she."
"Aw, what's her name?" Satoshi stifled an embarrassed grin. "I don't know if she has one yet. I don't know if can name her but I gave it thought. I would call her something cool, like Quinn." "...Quinn?" I pondered. It didn't really feel right for the puppy. He looked ready to back his point and tilted his head, taking his phone out and scanning his screen.
Here it goes.
"Quinn means a girl who's as pretty as two. She's a cute puppy so why not." He definitely googled it earlier.
