My Hero Academia: EMTs

A Real Smile! Catch Him if you can!

Tori:

6:30, Training time comes. Henry and I walk into UA's massive gym, or at least, I trust that's where we're going. My nose is in my enormous anatomy book, a "present" from principal Nezu. According to him, no matter what happens, my quirk is a gift too great to waste. Not only that but if we're going to become EMTs, anatomy questions will be all over our written exam. Another professor, Mr. Ectoplasm, told us the breakdown- 15% language, 15% mathematics, 15% science, 15% social studies, and 40% anatomy. If we're going to specialize in medicine, we need to know the human body inside and out. More than that, though, without a good study of biology, my quirk will be useless for anything but mutilation.

Years ago, before all this crap with being informants and giving testimonies, before Charles, before ALL of it- back when I was eight, and Henry was only nine, something awful happened- or nearly happened. I have vague memories of what led up to it, but in one of our foster homes, a butcher knife fell and hit Henry's foot, digging in deep. Both of us being so little, we naively assumed we had the solution with my quirk. I used flesh fuse to seal Henry's skin back together. After that, he started walking funny, but we brushed it off, thinking his foot still hurting was a matter of course. He got more and more drowsy. In less than an hour, our foster mother had brought Henry to the ER after he passed out in a cold sweat. She had no idea what we had done till she discovered the knife.

The doctors were able to wake him up enough to make him make a clone of himself. The head physician had a suspicion about doppelganger, and it paid off. That was the day we discovered that not only did Henry's double not receive the same injuries as him when it was active, but it didn't inherit them when it was created. When Henry body swapped, he was still tired, but he was healthy again. He just slept off the episode- while I was chewed out by a doctor for "experimenting" with my quirk on a human being. All I had done was close the skin earlier, so Henry had almost died of blood loss. Apparently, internal bleeding is a thing... I almost committed fratricide at eight years old.

Well, never again. If my quirk was coming back, it would benefit everyone; I was determined. The next time someone needed me, I would do things right... even if this wonderful school didn't take me in.

We walk into the gym. I can tell because the smell of sweat is... well, it's not awful, but it's present, that's for sure. I can also tell we're here because I bump into something soft—aw, yes, clothing; I've crashed into a person for the... third time, I think. I really should look where I'm going, but- well, it's either properly navigate or study... study, study, study!"

I look up to see Aizawa staring down at me with his arms folded. He holds out his hand to me, presumably for my book. I reach up to fold the page, but he suddenly bats my hand away and yanks my book away from me. Still glaring at me, the professor takes a sticky note, pastes it to my page, then slams my book shut. He then hands the closed book back to me. "These books cost insane amounts of money, and they have more information than you could need- we don't even use all of them each year. At the very least, take care of them so your family can re-sell them- hm?"

"Um... yes sir..." I say, putting my book in my pink backpack.

"I'm sorry, sir. She's nervous about the written part of the exam," Henry excuses me.

"You're not even carrying a book bag like her, let alone running into people and walls. The question is- why aren't YOU nervous? Are you some kind of health expert?" Aizawa asks.

"Well, um..." Henry is at a loss.

"I see, " the professor interrupts. He then stands up straight with his hands behind his back and seems to take a measure of the two of us. Henry and I both step back a bit. We are a bit uncomfortable but unsure what to do about it. "I suppose you don't even know the basics of educational environments, do you?"