Running errands for the teachers of UA was never an easy task. The main building was made up of four fourteen story towers, and the organization of campus was done in the worst way possible.
But as she carried a stack of complete grades for the resident English teacher, Present Mic, the golden-haired girl seemed to not mind her errand girl status. Maybe it was because she had been rescued and raised by these heroes so many years ago that she felt like she owed them something... And at least this way she was paying them back a bit.
Even if it was just dropping off grades to be computed into the system later on. But it was something and she could feel at least like she wasn't such a burden on her guardians. And so she ascended the last flight of stairs towards the teacher's lounge on the 10th floor of the south tower.
Mikan made quick work of entering, waving to a working Midnight, and then left the room. She did have to head back to Toshi-sensei's home soon after all. And after the week he seemed have... nearly getting caught and running low of his time limit thrice... she was sure he'd appreciate it if she started making his favorite for dinner tonight.
Mikan's mind filled with items she'd pick up at the store on her way home, and if the small amount of yen left in her wallet would be able to cover it all. So preoccupied with her dinner planning, she didn't notice the sounds of a few peers running down the hallway.
And it was too late for her to react as one of them collided with her, his skin connecting with hers. The boy laughed, muttering a half-assed apology. His other buddies tapping her on her shoulder as if trying to apologize for their idiot friend. And as they wandered away, they had no idea what exactly they had done to the bluebell eyed girl.
Mikan held her held, eyes shutting fast and her head beginning to throb. The mere skin contact that barely lasted two seconds each wasting no time in delivering sounds, smells, visions, and pains into her mind and outflowing into her body.
Her back collided with the nearby wall, shaking her head back and forth. It hurt... it hurt so much. A flash of a little boy nearly drowning one summer and his father pulling him from the depths. Another boy having to witness his sister's death in a car accident when he was too young to understand how cruel this world could be. And finally, another boy trying to deal with his own mental battles and not yet understanding that this battle was more than mind over matter.
Every instance of life-threatening or changing events having been copied and placed into her own body... like a thief who stole one's innermost secrets. Only she never meant to, thus making her more of a kleptomaniac... though the things she stole were in no way valuable... especially to herself.
"Keiko-san?" A voice crackled through her vicious memories of the past and present. "Are you alright?"
Mikan managed to open one of her eyes, body trembling and hands gripping her hair like her life depended on it. In front of her stood an emerald-eyed boy, his hues seeming to look very worried about her and her wellbeing.
"Midoriya...san?" She mumbled out, voice strained.
Midoriya's eyes widened by the sounds of pain dripping from her tongue and how tired her usually calm and serene baby blue eyes were whenever he had run into her before. She...she didn't look good.
"Let me take you to the nurse... you don't look so good." He breathed, reaching his hand forward.
Mikan froze up, having experienced flashes of Midoriya's life before. Though it was from Toshi-sensei's perspective or a general vision from another party... she knew of the pain and suffering Midoriya willingly put himself through for the sake of others.
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