BNHA x Autistic Reader

Aftermath

  "Now students, please remember letters of admission usually take two to three weeks to come in the mail, so don't be disappointed if they don't show up right away." I cringed hearing Present Mic's voice. It had been two hours of loud noises and I was ready to go home. Still, fidgeting with the stress ball I brought in my bag seemed to help. Using my quirk, I searched the emotions of those around me. Some of them were saddened and tired, while others seemed confident and restless. I observed it all. Times like this, I was grateful for my quirk. It allowed me to see the "appropriate" reaction from others around me and helped me to mask the "right" way to fit in with those around me. I'd learned this behavior after years of bullying from my peers for anything from standing out, making too much or too little noise and not making eye contact with teachers and staff. But I'd learned from that. I kept childish interests to myself, spoke when spoken to and never under any circumstance, told anyone I was autistic in fear they'd treat me differently. But things at UA would be different. Wouldn't they?

  Walking out of the building, I watched as students filed into cars and trucks, while others sat near the entrance waiting for their ride to arrive. Scanning the parking lot, I smiled upon seeing Mama and Sabon sitting with the twins, Naru and Asato. Climbing into the car, I took my favorite seat in the back with the baby. "How was it?" "Yeah did you get in?" Kure and Koyama both questioned me at the same time. "Boys, boys, give your sister a minute to process." Mom chided the twins. I smiled gently at that to show my appreciation. 'Letters come two week. I did very good.'  I signed. "That's great, kiddo." Saban chirped. Reminded of our conversation this morning, I recalled his worry for me. 'I kicked ass.'  "Ogata Hisoka! Watch your language." Mama scolded but Saban only laughed. Smiling, I pulled a pair of earbuds from my bag. Playing some calming music from my phone, I sighed in relief as the melody filled my ear; all the complicated feelings floating from my brain like waves. 

  Pulling into our drive, I didn't bother helping Asato out of his baby seat, knowing I had to carry in my bag as well. Normally, this would be considered rude, but I was tired and my parents knew it. Flopping onto my bed, I took my rabbit plush from underneath my pillow, snuggling it tight as cavetown played through my earbuds. "Making up problems that don't exist. Why do I let myself dream like this?We're floating away, my body's in space. We are going home." The music soothed me as I tried not to worry about the results. Whatever they may be, I came this far. My family would be proud of me regardless. Shutting my eyes, I allowed my mind to still. Things were going to be okay. 

Two And A Half Weeks Later

  Things were not okay. It had been over two weeks and the mailman was starting to hold a grudge, because I swear he arrived later and later each day. I started calculating the amount of time it took an average person to run the route on average, but Mom said I was just being paranoid. And maybe I was. But despite it, I couldn't help myself from rushing downstairs every morning to see if a letter from UA had come in. Today being no different. Walking downstairs, my fluffy socks slid along the hardwood floors like skates. Stopping in front of the door, I checked through the mail. Junk. Bills. Junk. Bills. Bills. UA. Junk. Wait- a letter from UA! Squealing, I jumped up and down, stomping my foot on the ground in happiness. "Mama! Saban! Come look!" 

  We quickly arranged a family meeting, wanting everyone to be there when reading the letter. Even Asato the baby was there, playing on my mother's lap. "Alright. Let's hurry this up. I've got work in half an hour and I won't be able to sit right if I don't know the results by then." Saban encouraged me. Clearing my throat, I put on my best professional voice. "Dear Hisoka Ogata. We have analyzed your results and not only did you pass the written exam, but you also managed to score a total of 40 points on the practical." The smile dropped from my face, as I paused to make sure I'd read it right. The basic minimum for passing was 60+ points. "Go on. Finish it." Mama urged me to continue. Feeling my eyes water, I pushed them back to continue on. "Normally, as you know, this would not be enough to get in to UA, however you also managed to score 30 rescue points, earning a total of 70." My eyes widened, and I sped read the next lines. "We would be honored if you would join us in Class 1A, April 1st. Please pack accordingly as you will be staying in the dorms for the next following months." Leaping up, I hugged everyone tightly in one big group hug. "I did it! I did you guys! I got into UA!"