when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "WHAT? THATS NOT EVEN WHAT I MEANT TO SAY?!?"
just as you manage to scramble back into your bed, someone opens the door behind you. you blink in surprise as the door slowly opens before yaomomo suddenly pops her head around the corner. "hello, y/n!" she greets both happily and politely. "may we come in?" she asks, and you nod with a small smile.
that was kind of close.
the one who emerges from behind her is kyoka, who greets you with an awkward smile and a wave. then, the two of them share a look before giving you one of your own—something between hesitant concern and barely restrained curiosity. "are you okay? after—" jirou cuts herself off, her gaze darting to yaomomo, who's suddenly very interested in the floor. they're both terrible with secrets. you laugh. "relax. i already told both of you."
yaomomo sighs softly, relieved. "was that yumi we saw on screen? controlling your body?" she asks, and jirou shakes her finger in aggressive agreement. "it had to be! and she seemed so angry.. do you guys know hawks somehow? she was livid!" jirou exclaims, and you laugh weakly.
"something like that."
the air shifts, tension creeping in like an unwanted guest. yaoyorozu, ever perceptive, takes the hint and swiftly changes the subject. "well, jirou and i were wondering if you were allowed out of the infirmary yet?" yaomomo asks. you open your mouth, ready to say no—a phenomenal excuse to stay put, when a cheery voice cuts in.
"good news, y/n!"
oh, no.
you turn your attention to recovery girl, who emerges from her office with a beaming grin.
"your scans are clear and it's been long enough that we have a steady supply of information on the exact processing time of your progression. i have these two papers for you, one for aizawa, the other for you. they detail an exact date for your next reset and recommended care in the meantime. with that, consider yourself discharged!"
"oh. haha, that's... great!" you say nervously, rubbing your neck.
how "convincing"...
yaomomo clasps her hands together with a grin. "how perfect!" she cheers, before giving you her undivided attention. "our class is going to the mall tomorrow, won't you come? we have a list of things we need to gather for the summer training camp!" she cheerfully invites. then, jirou speaks up. "yeah, we ultimately decided it wouldn't be a class outing without you and came to try and convince recovery girl to let you come, but it seems there's no need.
you sigh, and you're prepared to suck it up and politely decline. then, you catch glimpse of yaomomo's face. the sweetest, most lethal puppy eyes bore into your soul. and you sigh, opening your mouth to say 'no'.
