chapter 2

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3rd person pov

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3rd person pov

"Well here is your first stop. Each patient of yours is located either down the hallway or the next." Mr.Yagi smiled. With a small pat on the shoulder he disappeared down the lilac hallways. Y/N turned her attention to the sign above her H/C head. In Japanese letters the name 'Izuku Midoriya' was spelled out. She smiled at the thoughtful gesture of adding the name to their assigned room.

Facing forward to the white door, she lifted her fist knocking gently. "Mr.Midoriya, I am your new therapist. May I come in?" She asked in a soft yet loud voice. She listened closely for any sound that would indicate her entrance.

Hearing nothing a frown came across her face. Then she decided for her first solution. Placing her ear against the cool steal, "Mr.Midoriya may I come-" her sentence was stop short when the door slowly opened making her look up from her position.

Piercing green eyes reflected in the dark. A little light from the outside shedded in causing a streak of green hair to appear. "W-w-who ar-re y-you" his obvious stutter didn't go unnoticed by the girl. She smiled kindly, removing her ear from the door subtly. "I am your new therapist, Y/N L/N, may I please come?" Her eyes held a soft look that caused the green head to relax a bit. He was hesitant about letting the girl in but a voice in the back of his head commanded him to let her in, and so he did.

The woman stepped in as the male stepped aside, her eyes darted from one corner to another. A lone twin bed was pushed against the cream colored walls, thin brown bed sheets hung losley from the bed as papers were scattered around the carpet floor.  Midoyria noticed her lingering eyes and blushed red. He quickly made his way over to his bed, with his head down he gently sat down and twiddle with his fingers.

Y/N made way over to his empty mahogany desk, pulling the chair she sat down with her legs crossed and folder in lap. She took a quick scan of him. Izuku wore a black sleeveless turtleneck shirt that exposed his scarred arms. His body figure was prominent through the shirt and his army green sweatpants complemented his look. He wore black cuffs around his elbows which made the girl curious as to why but tried not to bring much attention to it. Her eyes moved to the window, "Beautiful morning isn't it? I always admired the sunrise reminds me of a painting, you know?" she then brought her gaze to stare back at the green male. His green orbs bounced up and down her frame, he had never seen a women look so valorous around him. He himself would usually cause one to be self aware but not with the h/c haired lady sitting just across from him. She held a more gracious aura around her.

He couldn't help but admire how the now appearing sun shone on her like an angel.

"I'm Y/N L/N, as you already know. Would you care to tell me your name" she asked politely

"I-I-Izuku....M-Midoriya" his tone grew soft as he spoke

"Woah! What a unique name, I always thought having a unique name made one stand out of the crowd....making them feel extra special" she smiled

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