chapter 60 - plans of the future

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As October comes around, a whole new schedule of school activities await Komi and her classmates. The first thing Komi did, was attend Nighteye's funeral. It was a very long service and Komi felt a bit strange attending in her school uniform while everyone else worse black.

But at least in the upcoming weeks, there would be the UA Lantern Festival. It was never open to the public, only to Heroes and the families of Heroes who wanted to come to UA to celebrate the lives of Heroes who gave their lives for others. It was yearly at UA, and the students were expected to come.

Komi still had a very steady part of her Internship with Endeavour, only she could only go twice a week, and one of those days had to be a weekend. The rest of the Internships had been paused, but there was a special expectation for Komi since she was going to her...well, she could say she was going to her father's agency. He seemed to be okay with that idea the last time they met, when he promised to be a better hero.

Momo and Iida were also planning the end of year trip overseas to go experience Hero Work abroad. They weren't saying anything yet, but the destination idea were either Australia, America or England/Ireland.

And the last pieces of information Komi knew, was that there was going to be a student-only (and supervision of teachers) dance coming up in November.
The special Class 1A trip to Nabu Island to do some hero work for the islanders and just some odd jobs around the place as well.
And not to mention, but the other unlisted School events and the number of assessments that would also come up as well. 

Still, Komi was going into all of it with a smile, with happiness in her step. She was finally going through that change she had been begging for on her knees for years. Finally she found it and she was not letting go...
Although, as she walked into the classroom and the door once again ripped off it's hinge as she opened it, she also couldn't let go of that either.

"You sly fuck." Komi muttered, shaking her head at the door. This time, maybe she'd just let the maintenance guy do his job first, and so she left it leaning on the wall of the classroom, where anyone that looked would be able to tell that the door was in fact, not on it's hinge.

Komi quickly entered the classroom and took her seat, ignoring the wall Kirishima and Mina were just trying to get Bakugo's attention -as for some reason, his eyes went wondering a second ago.
Aizawa's hand fell through where the door was meant to be, and when he looked up, he didn't even have an expression on his face anymore. Sighing, he went back to the paper's he had in his hand, which included some information. 

The day carried on, and with some weird moment's Komi only just saw out of the corner of her eye -as per example, Aoyama force feeding Midoriya with some cheese, she chose to simply mind her business today.

After all, she was still working on those ultimate moves. With a physical quirk, there was only so much Komi could do. She could use her webs and some how make a blanket of it, trapping a person, and so far, that's what she was working on. But, with her new found love of biting people, she could also work on how to keep track of her venom and she can calculate how it works...However, she'd need a person to do that, so she'd have to wait until Hero-Training where she can 1v1 someone, otherwise it was detention.
There was also the possibility of Komi learning to love the extra limb part of her quirk. She was still very wary of it, and honestly didn't know much about her extra arms other than they were fully exoskeleton.

Her Ultimate Moves were still in the stage of development, after all, she still had a lot to learn.

The next day, bright and early on a Thursday morning, Aizawa wriggled in -yes, wriggled, as he was sporting his caterpillar gear with that yellow sleeping bag- he made note to mention a good few things the school would be doing in the next few weeks or months.

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