"I'll meet you at the end, just follow the gifts."

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Mia Fey POV

Is that...Fumikage Tokoyami...? Y/N's Boyfriend?

"Who are you?" Tokoyami asks, still surprised.

"My name is Mia Fey. I'm a friend of Clem-Y/N's..." I introduce myself.

"...Mia Fey was just recently murdered...Who are you?" Tokoyami asks, a shadow forming behind him.

Could that be his quirk...?

"Y/N channeled me. When channeling someone, the only thing that remains the same is the spirit medium's clothes and hair," I explain.

"...what?" Tokoyami questions.

"Y/N's powers are still very weak. Although, her biological mother is the strongest Spirit Medium I've ever met. So I'm sure Y/N will become great at it one day..." I say, sensing that Y/N will get her body back in a moment.

I starting walking over to the bed.

Y/N POV

I open my eyes.

I try to sit down on my bed, but stumble, falling backwards.

I feel someone catch me.

I look up at see a concerned Tokoyami.

"What...happened...?" I ask, black dots entering my vision.

"A woman named Mia Fey said you channeled her...Are you a spirit medium?" Tokoyami asks.

"I am a spirit medium.............in training," I answer, black dots filling my vision.

Tokoyami POV

Y/N suddenly feels slightly heavier.

I pick her up bridal style and lay her down on her bed, carefully moving her covers over her.

Y/N seems to have a lot to do...I'm curious if she's had a decent break in a while...

I look at her desk.

If she hasn't...it seems it'll be a while until she does...

I then get an idea.

I could take Y/N out on a date...an official one...the rest...we're more just hanging out...

I sigh.

It's quite unfortunate that we haven't gone on a date yet...both of us kind of forgot couples did that...but...I think this relationship is okay...it's not the end of the world...

I look Y/N.

She fell unconscious after channeling the spirit of Mia Fey...

I sit down beside her on the edge of the bed.

I hope she'll be okay...











Y/N POV

I open my eyes.

I see sunlight filtering through the curtains.

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