Mailin’s POV
The lab is a battlefield of chaos, filled with crashing debris, the roars of the Nomu, and the shouts of heroes calling out orders. Despite the whirlwind around me, my focus remains sharp. Aizawa is close by, his eyes locking onto mine every few seconds, checking in, making sure I’m alright.
I know what’s unspoken between us. He’s worried about me, and I can feel his protective instinct through every glance, every command he gives. But I’m not backing down. I won’t let him shoulder this burden alone.
A monstrous Nomu with drill-like limbs bursts from the floor, and in that instant, my telekinesis kicks in. I throw out my hand, gripping the creature with invisible force, slowing its deadly attack just enough for Aizawa to activate his Erasure.
The Nomu’s drills freeze mid-motion, and before it can recover, Endeavor’s flames roar to life. He obliterates the creature with a fiery Flashfire Fist: Jet Burn, the heat searing the air around us.
I feel Aizawa’s eyes on me as the Nomu disintegrates. His voice is low but edged with tension, “Stay close.”
I nod, but I can see it in his face. The way his jaw tightens, the way his gaze lingers on me a second longer than necessary. He’s worried, and so am I—for him.
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Aizawa’s POV
I’ve been through battles before. I’ve seen the worst the world can throw at me, but nothing compares to the gut-wrenching fear I feel every time I glance at Mailin. She’s strong—no question about that—but this isn’t a regular fight. This is life or death.
The Nomus keep coming, and I can’t help but position myself between her and danger, my eyes constantly flicking back to her as I use my Quirk to freeze the enemies around us. I need to know she’s alright. I can’t lose her. Not now.
Mirko’s at the front, tearing through Nomus with her usual ferocity, but the battlefield is growing more chaotic. More enemies pour in, and Mailin’s fighting just as hard as the rest of us.
Another Nomu crashes through the ceiling, its grotesque form twisting as it lunges toward her.
My heart stops.
“Mailin!” I shout, moving before I can even think, my capturing weapon already in motion. But before I can reach her, she raises her hands, her telekinesis kicking in. She hurls a chunk of debris at the Nomu, sending it crashing back into the wall.
Relief floods through me, but it’s short-lived. There’s no time to breathe in this chaos.
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Mailin’s POV
The moment I hear Shota’s voice, my heart jumps. I know he’s worried, but I have to keep pushing. We’re in this together.
I glance over at him as the battle rages on, and for a second, I catch his gaze—filled with worry, fear, and something deeper that sends a wave of warmth through me. He doesn’t have to say it. I know he’s terrified of losing me, just like I’m terrified of losing him.
But we don’t have time to dwell on that. Not now.
A new wave of Nomus charges toward us, and I throw out both hands, telekinetically lifting debris from the floor and walls. I send it hurtling toward them, clearing a path for Mirko as she races toward Tomura’s capsule.
She’s close, so close to destroying it.
But then it happens.
Tomura’s capsule powers up, the lights flashing as it reaches 75% completion. A pit opens in my stomach. We’re running out of time.
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Aizawa’s POV
I see the panic in her eyes as Tomura’s capsule nears completion, but before I can reach her, Mirko lands a blow, damaging the processor. The Nomu react violently, lunging at her.
“Mailin, get back!” I yell, my voice raw with desperation.
She’s still holding the line, keeping the Nomus at bay with her telekinesis, but I can see the strain on her face. She’s pushing herself too hard.
“Mailin!” I shout again, my feet moving before I even think. I need to reach her. I need to get her out of there.
The ground starts to tremble, and that’s when I see it.
The Decay.
It spreads faster than I can comprehend, tearing through everything in its path. I watch in horror as the very floor beneath our feet begins to crumble.
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Mailin’s POV
Everything happens in a blur. One moment I’m standing my ground, fighting back the Nomus, and the next, the ground beneath me begins to disintegrate. The Decay is spreading, faster than anything I’ve ever seen.
Shota’s voice cuts through the chaos, desperate and raw. “Mailin!”
I turn just in time to see him running toward me, his eyes wide with fear. My heart races as I stretch out my hand, using my telekinesis to try and hold the Decay at bay, but it’s no use. It’s spreading too fast.
Suddenly, Shota’s capturing weapon wraps around me, pulling me toward him just as the ground beneath my feet gives way. I gasp, clutching onto him as we’re yanked into the air, narrowly escaping the Decay’s deadly reach.
We land hard, but we’re safe—for now.
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Aizawa’s POV
My heart is pounding in my chest, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I pull Mailin into my arms. The Decay is spreading faster than we anticipated, and all I can think about is getting her out of here.
“Hold on to me,” I murmur, my voice rough with emotion. I tighten my grip on her, needing to feel her close, to know she’s safe.
She nods, her arms wrapping around me as we take off again, this time latching onto Ryukyu’s massive form as she swoops in to carry us out of the crumbling lab.
I glance down at her, my chest tightening with a mix of relief and fear. She’s alright—for now—but I can’t shake the gnawing dread in the pit of my stomach. This fight is far from over.
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Mailin’s POV
As we escape the crumbling lab, I glance up at Shota. His jaw is tight, his eyes fixed ahead, but I can feel the tension radiating off of him. He was scared. I’ve never seen him like this before, and it makes my heart ache.
We land outside, the fresh air hitting us like a wave. The Decay continues to spread behind us, but we’re safe—for now.
Shota turns to me, his eyes searching mine, and for a moment, we just stand there, breathing heavily, the weight of what just happened sinking in.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice low but filled with emotion.
I nod, reaching up to cup his cheek. “I’m fine. Are you?”
He lets out a shaky breath, leaning into my touch. “I’m better now.”
We don’t need to say anything else. The fear, the relief—it’s all there, unspoken but understood. We almost lost each other today, and the weight of that hangs heavy between us.
But we’re here. We’re together. And that’s what matters.
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FanfictionHoshino Mailin, a 16-year-old with extraordinary telekinesis, joins Class 1-A at U.A. High school after being recommended for her impressive abilities. As she embarks on her hero training journey, she finds herself navigating intense challenges and...
