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Saturday was a free day, so Y/n decided to spend the first half of her day attending to her therapy sessions that she should have started going to a long time ago, and then she went to the doctors office for a quick check up.
They check to see if her blood pressure had been staying at a constant rate, a breathing test, a blood test, all of those "fun" things.
After that, the rest of her weekend was free. So, she would go back to the dorms, work on some homework, finally eat that pear that she had been saving in her mini fridge, and maybe visit Mitsuki for the first time in a very long time. Mitsuki new that she was back, but she It had been a long time since Y/n saw her.
She got back to the room and picked up her violin and started playing. She let her fingers touch the strings of her instrument gingerly, her bow sliding every so gracefully up and down.
Her feet started to move, just walking around her room. Her imagination starts to drift, but something ends up coming to her mind.
Yet, she can't quite put her finger on it.. Her playing became to slow, as she went into deep though trying to remember what she had just previously thought. It seemed so important yet it was just gone. And ever so quickly too.
She never minded it, when she heard a knock at her door, going to answer it.
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Young hero in training, Midoriya sat in his room deep in though, thinking about something that had been irking his curiosity. A couple days before she had asked him if he was still playing piano. He totally forgot how much he loved to play, let alone the fact that he even used to play. The boy then sat up, and walked over to his desk and opened his desktop and typed in the YouTube search bar:
Piano competitions
He started to scroll through the results and clicked on a random video and watched. He watched as fingers glided beautifully across the keys of piano as they refused to miss one key. He listened to the sound that this alluring instrument made as each second went by. The boys fingers went so quickly, yet so elegantly, reaching for key after key. Midoriya observed as he always did. But this time, he didn't question anything that happend in the video. Nor, did he feel the urge to write what he saw down.
He began to feel adrenaline rush through his veins. It had been so long since he felt so in touch with something he felt it wasn't real. It was so close, yet so far. He felt like he knew this more than his own quirk. that had been wielding for so long. He automatically felt like a part of him at been missing for so long. He felt as if he had betrayed a fraction of himself for not remembering such a essential detail that had such a great impact on his childhood.
He kept staring at the boy on his screen putting everything he had into his music.
Did he want this again?
He didn't know.
Maybe it was just all of his memories coming back to him in a wave of nostalgia.
But did he want what he had so long ago?
And then, just like that, he closed his browser, and powered off his desktop.
"Im a hero now. I need to keep my focus on one thing at a time."
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"It's open." Y/n said to the unknown personal who knocked at her door.
Katsuki walks in. Bag of chips in hand and spread out across her bed as it's his own, leaving the door wide open.
"I don't like eating on my be-" being interrupted by a yellow haired boy waltzing into her room. Followed by Mina skipping in as well.
"Hi L/n!!!! How are you." Mina, dragging out her "you" as she gave Y/n a hug and sat in her desk chair. "You're room is so cute, I love it." Looking around the foreign space.
"I've been well, thank you, Mina. How have you been?" She asked in response.
"I've been fineeee, nothin-" She was interrupted by Y/n yelling "Katcha!" bluntly.
"What?!" He yelled.
She slapped him on his head, and took his chips and threw them away. "I told you I don't like eating on my bed you absolute idiot." Turning back around to Ashido, she continued. "How have you been?"
"I've been good! Thank you for asking, really. Me and the girls are thinking about going out tonightttt. Want to come?" Asking excited.
"Where are you all thinking about going?"
"Maybe the arcade, or the mall. Who knows. Momo has a car, so we're pretty much going anywhere we can get!" She giggled.
"That sounds fun. Sure why not. I don't have anything to do.
"Oh! Of course! Oo! And also, Kaminari wanted to-" looking back to where the yellow haired boy would have been. "Oh well, I guess he's gone now." Concluding her statement.
She then said "I'll get going now, here's my number, I'll text you the deets. Cya later!" And walked out of the door.
"Mina's so sweet." Y/n said.
"Yeah, whatever."
"Come on let's go." Y/n dragged, grabbing her jacket, and a hat, and started out the door.
"Go where?" Bakugou said raising his voice so she could hear him.
"To your moms." And continued down the hall. "Turn off my lights and shut the door!"
