Symbiote (MHA x F!READER)

33 | Forest, part 1.

1. So, you guys have me writing this on the bench of an airport since my flight was delayed like, three hours or more?

2. Now I'm on the plane writing this. lmao, lady please ignore my laptop, no I'm not a 23-year-old writing fanfiction, keep on watching your movie.

3. I finished this today, writing from a cool coffee shop. You're all welcome. Read the ending A/N for more info.

4. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND LISTENING TO GOOD LUCK, BABE! BY CHAPPELL ROAN ON AKIRA'S CUE!!!!! WHEN HE MENTIONS THE SONG!! 

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To say she had fucked up would be an understatement.

Honestly, she hated seeing her interview videos, especially since she had no idea what happened after the shitty lady triggered her—having blackouts sucked. Not even Venom remembered what the fuck was going on. She skipped the videos when they came out on any media and had, respectfully, ignored all the people of 1-A who asked or brought out the topic. Her messages were plagued with questions that ranged from "How are you feeling" to "Why did they cut off your interview so abruptly?".

Some asked if it'd been an internal issue, while those slightly closer to her wondered if she needed anything, but she was so overwhelmed at that time that she forgot to respond. Honestly, she wasn't sure if she'd ever get used to responding to texts, she was more of an "if they don't call me, then it's nothing serious" kind of person and sometimes not even that.

Eventually, they all let it go. Well, most of them at least.

The whole ordeal was rather strange though. The first two interviewers were professional and stuck to the guide of questions previously approved by UA staff. The third and last lady was the one who messed everything up, asking rather oddly specific questions and implying strange things, asking about her time spent at the hospital, about rumors of using violence against that nurse and UA dude implying that she was a "bloodthirsty" and "mentally unstable" girl, one "unfit to be a hero".

Thinking back at it maybe she wasn't so wrong on that note. She'd been thinking about it more with each passing day, about how perhaps this role and life wasn't suited for her. All the cameras, the attention, the gossip, being in the eye of the storm, triple-thinking everything she'd do and say. It was too much.

Mei had been surprisingly supportive throughout it all though. She emphasized how "gossip is quick to rise and quicker to die," assuring her that when the next big deal came on air everyone would forget about her fiasco, which somehow happened after the whole I-Island thing. People were roaring in surprise and anguish about the incident, and even if that might make her shine under a bad light, she was thankful for it. Of course, she wasn't happy that some of her friends and classmates got tangled with that mess, but a larger part of herself was glad it happened and diverged the media's attention to someone else.

It's been weeks since those incidents and everything was chaotic as hell, which was one of the main reasons she opted for living a stress-free summer by spending most of her time indoors with Venom, Zawa, the cats and surprisingly, Akira. Well, as stress-free as she could by having Akira and Venom under the same roof.

There'd been awful things overall, but through it all, there was one she kept looking forward to: A summer camp retreat in the forest! Zawa told her some weeks ago, and ever since she couldn't help but count the days remaining to start that awesome trip. She adored the forest, even if it was in a forest where she'd almost die before being transported here. It was a safe place that'd been her home for many years. The only place where she'd known some comfort, before meeting Zawa.