Freeze Frame

Chapter 54

Third person pov

Lillian ate lunch with her friends, and finished out classes just fine. She swore she spotted Mic peeking into the classroom a few times during the moments between classes, but she was probably just imagining it. Mr. Aizawa also kept looking at her. He seemed concerned, but he also had a notepad. Almost as though he were... taking notes on her. He would also pull out his phone and tap away at it furiously with one hand at times. She just hoped he wasn't overworking himself.

Evening training was highlighted by a Taylor Swift playlist Neito had dug from the deepest and darkest depths of Spotify, or maybe hell. To say Aizawa was horrified was an understatement. He'd let out a loud groan the second it started playing, bringing a hand up to massage his temples and muttering something about needing a therapist for himself. 

Lillian used the eye drops she'd been gifted sparingly. She didn't want to run out and have to bother Mr. Aizawa about it. A part of her was tempted to just never tell him when she ran out, but they helped so much she didn't think she had the heart not to mention it. Hitoshi insisted that he'd ask if she didn't anyway, and she didn't want him to have to do that.

Mic dropped by after finishing detention with Kaminari. Apparently he'd played the same song, The Wheels On The Bus Go Round And Round, on loop the whole time while forcing him to do hellish English worksheets that even Third Years struggled with. Hitoshi and Neito both looked reasonably disturbed. Lillian just smiled shyly and let her English teacher hug her, her face reddening with embarrassment as he shot off questions about how she was feeling.

Aizawa had chased him off and told them to keep running. Hitoshi talked a lot about his classmates and how they were dicks, and Neito and Lillian provided disgusted sound effects and commentary to let him know they were listening and just as appalled as he was with their atrocious behavior towards him and his quirk. 

Lillian had a case of Cranberry Sprite delivered to Kaminari's house, knowing the boy wouldn't be there to get it. She insisted over the phone that they knock on the door until someone answered to get the drinks, and after explaining why, the Uber Eats driver had been happy to comply completely. He even went as far as to insist calling him every time she needed something like this done, and that he'd give her a fifty-percent discount if that's what it took. She was glad to have found a fellow memester. She instructed him to leave a note with the drinks, for Kaminari. He gladly complied.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Aizawa." Hitoshi raised his hand as a sort of half-wave before letting it drop, taking Lillian's bag from her and beginning after Neito. The blonde was Fortnite dancing by the gate to the Ouran High School Host Club opening, Sakura Kiss, like a fucking idiot. Hitoshi's goal was to either stop him or join him. He'd decide when he got there.

"Lillian." Aizawa called before the girl could dart after her friend. She blinked up at him, looking embarrassed and extremely nervous. "Your training is going to be cut short tomorrow morning. Mic is taking you to talk to Hound Dog. Is that alright?"

Lillian looked even more embarrassed, shuffling her feet. "I-I'm really s-sorry about that, M-Mr. Aizawa. I-I don't know wh-what happened. I-I swear I-I was fine, a-and then I just-"

"Kid, it's fine. It's all okay." He cut her off. "But you did have a panic attack. You... haven't gotten a chance to deal with what you went through. Mic and I are concerned, so we think it's a good idea that you talk to him. At least once. If you don't like it, you don't have to do it again."

Lillian reminded herself that Mr. Aizawa and Mr. Mic were now her legal guardians. It was just... so weird to think about. To realize that her parents had been arrested, and not at her house. That she'd moved in with the Shinso's completely, and even had a bed there. The fresh realization felt like a ton of bricks on her shoulders. She shook it off quickly.