Not So Cliche Fanfic (Shinsou Hitoshi Fanfic)

Not So Cliche Powers~

This week has been tough! It's like having school all day, there is not even time for games or reading anymore. When I get home from school, my parents check my bag for homework and make me work on it in front of them, with my mom's help sometimes too. Afterwards, I'm dragged by my grandma, whom I call nana so there will be no confusion since I have two; and so we go to my "practice" room to train.

It is a good thing I have one, because with all the mini monsters running around, I wouldn't be able to concentrate.

The room is medium sized, it's supposed to be for a kid, but when we moved here, my parents made sure there was a room such as this one, that way they were able to make the walls sound proof, the light slightly dim, and the room comfortable for me to concentrate. The floor was carpet, but it's still uncomfortable whenever I sit, which is where my embroidered pillows come in. They were made by my nana, and when I was born she began to make mine so it would be ready by the time my quirk manifested.

My quirk was already figured out by the time my grandparents, from my da's side, found out that I was conceived. You see, this quirk has to skip a generation for it to manifest again. And so, the expectation fell upon me, since my nana had the quirk of summoning, they had already assumed what mine would be. And, of course, they were correct.

As I prepare myself for training with Nana, my thoughts keep on running about Shinsou. After the day he came, it was just one thing after another, and I never had the chance to speak with him again. It made me somewhat sad, and slightly annoyed.

"What's on your mind, Alma?" My nana said as she seated herself slowly on her pillow. As I fixed mine, I glanced at her then back at my pillow, not really wanting to answer her question. "Oh, don't tell me it's the boy!" She smiled.

Sometimes... I think this woman can read minds. I placed my annoyed face on and flopped myself on the pillow. My nana laughed, "it's alright Alma. You should get it off your mind, that way you can concentrate on your quirk." My expression relaxed and I looked away from her. Nana was my favorite, only because she could actually put work aside and listen to my whining.

I blew away a strand of hair that was in my face and looked at her, she patted in front of her, signaling for me to sit close by so she can do my hair. When she started, I sighed, "since I haven't seen him, I'm worried he might think that I'm avoiding him. After what he told me when he came, I don't want to lose the only friend I made. Which is why I don't make friends! Because of these feelings, they well up inside me like a big ball and they want to come out. It's hard to suppress, so I try to avoid them as much as I can! But I couldn't this time..." I rambled on and on, my Nana sitting and listening as she braided my hair.

When she finished, she made sure I was facing her, and she looked at me straight in the eyes and said, "let. It. burst." I looked at her confused, "don't suppress them. It will only make you feel worse! Having friends, it's no regret, because you have someone by your side. Always. They are like family, and like family, you should cherish them."

What she said had me thinking a bit, and she was not wrong. It was just the fact of not being used to letting it all go. Eh I'll think about that later! I just smiled and nodded, "you're right, nana."

"Of course I am! Now sit and close your eyes!" She said and I chuckled, closing my eyes.

Silence filled the room, and the scent of lavender did so as well. I was told before to listen to the sounds around me, such as the flame from the burning candle that was placed on one of the tables, and also concentrate on breathing. Since I've been practicing for a long time, I already knew this, so I'm pretty much used to it. But nana is a pro at it. It still takes me a while to gain full concentration, but she can do it in an instant if she wanted to.