Shooting Star - MHA OC

Time Ticks Down.

TW : Allusions of death

  “Sayaka, do you believe in mama?  You do, right? Then run, run as fast as you can, run until you see a pro hero, this is mama’s final wish to you.”

  “I'm so sorry, Sayaka.”

  Her mother had pushed her tiny body away, away from.. From that monster. But she couldn't find it in her to run, to abandon her mother just like that.

  Her chest feels like it's caving in on itself and it hurts. It hurts. Her hands feel all tingly and restless, but she pushes through, she stands up, her mother had told her to run, but a voice somewhere inside her head told her to do something.

  It felt like ice breaking, shattering all across the floor, only for the shards of ice to coalesce and form a disk, attracting a power too great it becomes something new entirely.

  A comet.

  That monster had looked at her with interest, she didn't know what that had meant.

  Only until a man reeking of warmth and sunshine protected her did she realize.

  Ah.

  She had manifested her quirk.

  Slowly forming above their heads, dust and dirt floating to complete it’s core. It was shaking just as much as it’s user, if it weren't for the man supporting her body and giving her strength she would've collapsed.

  Only after the comet hit the ground did her vision turn black.

                      ‧⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧

  In a dim room she lies, the buzzing of the AC accompanying soft breathing and scratches of graphite. Line by line, she writes and writes like she's running out of time.

  Every sketch of a new potential friend or foe immortalized by ink inside a wrinkled notebook, worn down from age.

  Picture, name, quirk, explanation, hypothesis. She turns on her computer, scrolling and scrolling, analyzing every website for even just a tiny bit of information.

  "All Might saves the day! A recent villain attack in Musutafu, Japan. Read more."

  "Mount Lady's debut!"

  "Reckless boy saves friend from villain."

  She hums, clicking on the second article. Already flipping onto a new page on her notebook.

  She stays hunched over her desk for hours, stationary tools strewn across, while two piles of sketchbooks stack nicely, tucked away at the corner of the table.

  It's quiet, serene. She prefers it stays that way.

  Though time waits for no one, and her alarm blares, the familiar sound of the default ringtone. She groans, "it's already night time..?"

  Sighing, she reclines her chair, stretching. The cracks of her bones a nice reminder at just how long she had spent on her desk.

  In 10 months, the entrance exam will be held.

  Standing in the middle of a dim bedroom, she finds herself incredibly curious on how it will go.

                      ‧⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧

  Each day goes by painfully slow yet horrifyingly fast at the same time, it's an oxymoron that defies logic.

  Her classes has been a repetitive loop of ignorance from teachers and sometimes weird guilty looks from her classmates.

  At least it has gone significantly better than her first or second year, at class, she would half listen to the teacher and half scribble on her notebook. And while she's not the greatest student, she still does pretty well at classes, courtesy to Mister (gently) chastising her second grade report card.

  Nonetheless, months go by and it is nearing graduation. Her school plans to throw a graduation party, but she would rather eat actual rocks than to show up.

  She sighs, sitting on her bed with a laptop on her lap, with graduation comes  finals, student registration forms, and background checks.

  She's sure her father had the latter one down, so she types away at her laptop, filling in the registration forms then moving on to organize her study materials.

  She huffs, looking outside the window. It's raining, petrichor seeps into her room from the small crack of her balcony door.

  Time does not wait. It ticks down at a stable yet unrelenting pace. A soft reminder of what's yet to come.

                      ‧⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧

Sayaka never turns on her bedroom lights, she relies on her lamp and the light coming off her electronic device lol she's like a vampire

Next chapter will be longer I swear