A/N: If you could let me know if you have any tips or see any grammar and/or spelling mistakes I would appreciate it and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Some extra info: your hatred of cherries will be explained this chapter.
<(Y/N)'s POV>
I woke up in the infirmary the day after the attack of the USJ, the only person there was Recovery Girl who told me that excluding myself and Izuku no one else had really been injured and that we had the next couple of days to recover and so I decided to go to the Midoriya's home and call Sara from there to let her know I was okay. My quirk seemed to be clearing up most of my wounds and I didn't want Recovery Girl to use her quirk on me because I don't think I have the stamina for it to do its job right now.
I go to put my music on but discover that I don't have my headphones, must've left them at the apartment after that freaky dream I had. The trip seems to take longer because of my lack of music but I eventually arrive and when I knock on the door I'm met by Izuku who seems shocked to see me.
"(Y-y/n)!" His mom then seems to appear out of nowhere from behind him and wraps her arms around me in an awkward hug.
"It's good to see you guys." I wriggle free from the hug I find myself in. "Is it cool if we head inside now?" They both respond with a nod and then step out of the doorway so that we can step inside. I take a seat on the couch and see that they're watching the news. Nothing interesting seems to be happening though I notice Izuku leave the room.
"After I heard about what was happening at the USJ I was so worried," Izuku's mom starts to say before she comes over to join me. "Then Izuku came home alone and I was happy that he was safe, but you weren't with him..." I want to interrupt her but she holds a finger up to tell me to stop. "I know you haven't been here for very long, but it's been nice to see you around here with Izuku. Almost as if I had another son."
I feel my face flush and I don't know how to respond for a minute. "I'm sorry for worrying you." A sort of awkward moment fills the air that Izuku thankfully breaks.
"Hey, (Y/n)!" I turn to face him. "Your cousin dropped this off while you were in the infirmary." He holds up a box for me to look at.
"What is..." I trail off as Izuku takes the lid off of a small box and inside are, "Satan berries!" I shoot my hand out towards the box a small ball of smoke leaving my hands and landing in the box of cherries.
"T-they're cherries..." Izuku stammers out.
"Same thing," I hiss out realizing that I've crawled as far to the opposite edge of the couch as I can, my knees up in my chest as if the cherries were snakes instead.
"Why?" Izuku questions setting the box of cherries down on the dining room table as I slowly sit down, my eyes never leaving the box.
"It's a long story..."
*About nine years prior third person perspective*
A six-year-old (Y/n) sits at a table outside of a cafe with his father, Sara, and his uncle, on the table is a cake with the words "Happy Birthday!"
"Six now, how do you guys feel about that?" Reggie questions his daughter and nephew.
"I'm a big boy now!" (Y/n) exclaims jumping up and putting his hands on his hips in a superhero pose. "I can save people like daddy!" Before anyone can return the young Sara, still with violet hair (it's natural is why I'm pointing this out), uses her developing quirk to quickly before anyone can see anything take his chair right before he sits down causing him to fall on his butt causing laughter to arise.
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