How she changes us

(V) I get it all, but why us?

-Are we going to ignore the fact that- Fuyo started, but Mr Aizawa interruped her

-You don't have family, right? They died... - Mr Aizawa stopped and look above small pile of papers- in an accident when you were ten years old.

Fuyo was really greatfull that he didn't say what exacly happend there, but still she was angry that in the class is one extra person that hears everything.

-That's right, but I was five then – said Fuyo

-Then you were living with... THAT person for five years. THAT person tortured you, trained you, experimented on you, isolated you from world and forced you to...

-Yes that's true, but not five, because I was there until I was twelve what makes seven years- Fuyo interruped him before he said out loud something he shouldn't

-Do you mind continue?

-Well. I'm not exactly sure how did I make it, but I escaped them.

-Them? So how many was there?

-I've already said it many times. There's a lot of them. You can count it in milions, but I saw... um, let me think... seven, maybe eight. Including HIM of course.

-And then?

-Well... I lived how I could. I had to steal fruits from trees, live under the sky. You know, just like a well trained homeless... And what is it about? Am I at the hearing or something?

-I just had to make few things sure...

-But you didn't correct anything. You had few informations wrong, but you didn't change anything there... Wait, seriously? You have students all kind, but you can't trust me? I-I can describe how some of them looked like. W-Wait I-I can even draw them really quik- she looked for free space on papers and something to draw. While she was drawing she was describing them being really desperate. She was really scared that they won't let her join this school – Look, thats how... HE looked like. He was really scared I-I mean HIS face you know... He had so many scars and he didn't have eyes. He also had this mask but sometimes he took it off near the dr. The dr was always masked, but I saw his googles, mustage, his height, movements. I-I would be able to reconise him, really. Um... Next one was this young boy, he was older than me maybe... I don't know two, three years. His hair were kinda long and light blue. He often wears hands... Of his family maybe? That's the part I never understood. His name was... Um... I really can remember more, so please just give me some time. Ugh, what was this?

-It's ok. You know, it's hard to believe someone especially when they have a story like you and no one to confirm it. We can send you to the orphnage, but you can't be here for long...

-Shimura Tenko! B-But they called him the other way... Shigaraki Tomura! Yes, Shigaraki a-and there was this burned guy with black spicy hair... Dabi! His quirk is... Blue flames, like really, really hot, but his body isn't fireproof, so he burn himself a lot. From what I've heard from dr he's lost child of a hero... Please, you have to believe me! If you send me somwhere else then people there will die! It's literally best option. I beg you, please. Just give me a chance.

She was really scared of going there back and our lovely 1A's dad knew that. Mr Aizawa sighed.

-Ok, just calm down. I'll talk this out with principal. Kirishima, get up, you'll get yours legs numb. I know that nobody likes her, so I have a obvious punishment for your eavesdropping. You'll help her out with everything. She doesn't know where something is – if you know, then show her, she doesn't know anything – if you know then tell her. You have to be by her side until she get kicked out or she get adapted to new environment. Understood?

Fuyo looked behind her at the boy, who just crawled from his hideout. He looked at her and then he looked at the teacher. Mr Aizawa was really kind. He didn't want to tell her the obvious. They hated every single person who insulted Midoryia like that (well... Bakugo must be an exception hehe). Since she's new here, they hated her even more.

-But why me? Why her? Why us?- Kirishima protested

-You prefer to have a proper talk with me and principal Nezu?

-N-No

-But seriously, why him? I mean he can't be that smart to help me with everything looking at how shocked he was when you said him to come out- said Fuyo staring at Kirishima

-Hey...

-He's enough. I would give you Bakugo since he'll be closer... Oh, right. Here's your key. Even if you're here for a few days you still have to sleep somewhere.

Mr. Aizawa gave Fuyo little silver key. It had some details in gold. When Kirishima noticed numer on this key he was kinda confused.

-Isn't it a room in men's wing? Wait. Don't tell me that it's the room between those angry clones...- he said

-I'm sorry, but we don't have a big choice. She could also end up in room next to Mineta's...-Mr Aizawa paused for a second

-Oh... That would be veeeeery bad-Kirishima agreeded

-Ok, so take her to her room and show her your time schedule, so she'll be able to attend to every classes.

They walked out of class. Fuyo stopped for a second. She felt that her hands were still shaking. She couldn't believe, that Mr. Aizawa don't trust her. It was really long time since she was so honest with her words and emotions. She clenched her fists, so her hands won't stop shaking. She felt delicate pain, so she looked a her hand and she smiled when she remembered scene on the rooftop. Someone cares about her. Event tho it looks like it's not much, it was the only hope she had.

She started to follow Kirishima.

[Hello there. It was a while. I think... I know that I'm extremly regular at posting new parts... It's due to my crazy life and to my laziness :P

Thank you very much for reading this. (I know that almost no one is reading it, but still)

GO BEYOND!]