Runaway (KNY x BNHA x Reader Crossover) ONGOING

10. fastidious

-I think about Kai a lot. He's an interesting person who makes me wonder more than I should.
-finally found a way to bypass the blocks for this website on my school laptop, meaning I should hopefully be uploading more often
-guess who joined marching band recently? Me. I play bass guitar now and had to learn a bass cleff+a song in about three days
-i've never been in band before and will be staying for concert season (the rest of the year). i'm a self-taught violinist, so i will be playing that after marching band is over (UPDATE: marching band is over now and I play violin. I am struggling so much lmao it hurts my soul)
-gosh maybe this was a mistake, i feel so stupid all the time in class since idk anything lmao
-we won our first varsity volleyball game and I cried because it's my senior year and I was bitter about losing every game last season. Tbh, I felt like I was in Haikyuu haha (also, this was our first win after a four-year losing streak for our school team. This was my second year doing volleyball.)
-GUESSS WHO SUBMITTED COLLEGE APPLICATIONS?? MEEEEEE HAHAAHAA (I have two more left for regular decision rip)

Fastidious: Attentiveness regarding cleanliness or detail; meticulous

The doctor was a peculiar man. He had a round tummy, a large mustache, and big goggle-like glasses that glinted ominously in the too-white lights. The doctor had a set routine. Every four days, he visited the childcare centre (as he called it) in the morning, stayed to speak to those that interested him, and then read over everyone's documents before leaving.

(Y/n) only knew about that last past because she accidentally eavesdropped with Kai while on the way to their shared room.

The orphanage wasn't crowded, but it wasn't empty either. Children usually swarmed the halls during meal and playtime, or ran through the various rooms laughing their heads off. It was a happy place, one where joy shone like the sun.

Behind those smiles were lies. The caretakers knew, the one maid working around the clock knew, and so did the other staff claiming to be volunteers. They were all in on it, they had to be. Why else would they insist on calling such a disgustingly happy place 'home'?

The earliest memories (Y/n) could recall in that damned orphanage were those spent in a warm room with central heating and bowls of hot rice. Life was good, or as good as any naive child could call it. The place wasn't even regulated (how else did the government allow the building to be in such an oddly hidden location in the quiet side of town?).

"This is your new home now," one of the staff had said. He had a mutant Quirk that made his face look like a literal sunflower. Harmless, really, yet slightly terrifying with the way his 'stache protruded from just under his flat nose. "Think of everyone here as family!"

That was how the first day went. It was easy to see how overbearing the staff were in order to provide a false sense of comfort. (Y/n) ended up hiding in a lone corner of the room beside Kai, head pressed against his shoulder as he read a book about Quirk Theory and biology. It wasn't something anyone else was interested in, yet the whole bookshelf was filled with the topic.

After a while, it became rather questioning, but it wasn't really that concerning. Not like either of the siblings would know better. The most they could grasp was the fact that this place had a lot of science books.

"(Y/n), don't you think it's weird they brought us here?" Kai quietly muttered. "We've been wandering this town for a while now and I didn't even know this place existed." She eyed the children playing on foam mats and giggling like there wasn't a care in the world. One of the staff knelt beside them, reminding the children to be careful with their 'powerful Quirks'.

"I don't know," (Y/n) whispered quietly. "The people look nice."

"Exactly." Kai agreed. "Too nice. Where does this place get its funding? I feel like I've seen another one of these shelters in the town over." (Y/n) wracked her brain for answers. "Hm...the one back by that abandoned corner store?"