Where You Belong (Eijirou Kirishima x OC)

Perspective

"I still don't understand. It just doesn't work on me?" Eijirou asked, as he carried me to the nurse's office, bridal style.

"No. I don't know why. It's never worked on you. That's why every time I fought you, I used daggers. That was the only way I could debilitate you." I explained to him.

"Why am I unaffected though? No one else is." Eijirou said in confusion.

"I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with the genetic makeup of your hardening quirk. Like, something about your dna makes it impossible for my quirk to pierce your mind and body. I don't know. Guess that means you're pretty strong." I chuckled softly, feeling my nose start bleeding now.

"W-Woah! Why is your nose bleeding!?" He asked in panic, walking a little faster down the hallway.

"It's fine. It's just quirk overuse from the day. I'm pretty used to it." I shrugged.

"Hmm. You shouldn't be used to something like that.  Quirk overuse is supposed to be a last resort, Margo. Not something that just happens on a regular basis. How many times have you overused your quirk?" Eijirou questioned, holding me tighter against his chest.

My mind flashed back to my past, remembering how overusing my quirk was a daily thing:

"Your nose is bleeding again." Scientist A sighed quietly, going to grab me a rag.

I rolled my eyes, looking down at my exhausted, trembling limbs.

"You know....usually, when someone's nose bleeds, that probably means you should stop whatever activity is causing it to bleed. You do get that, right?" My fourteen year old self retorted, collapsing to the ground in exhaustion.

Scientist A shrugged....kneeling down to my level, and applying the rag to my nose bleed.

"Nah. That logic only applies to children in healthy households, little one. You're not so lucky." He stated blankly, avoiding my gaze as he cleaned the blood off my face-

"I get it, if you don't want to talk about it." Eijirou replied softly.

I wanted to talk about it. I really did.

But for some reason, my mouth wouldn't speak. My mind wouldn't allow me to form the words.

"S-Sorry." I sighed, slightly disappointed in myself for not being able to speak about it.

"Hey, it's alright. You're just not ready to talk about it. It'll happen with time." He reassured, crimson eyes warming into mine.

Would it? I doubt that it ever would.

"Yeah. Maybe." I sighed.

"Anyways....the written part of the final exam is coming up, and I need a study partner. You should come over and study with me." Eijirou suggested, changing the subject away from my past.

"Yeah, I'd like that. Besides, you could use my help. Last time you tried to tutor me, I ended up tutoring you." I smirked at him, causing him to gasp in fake hurt.

"Oh ho ho...someone's talking some big words now. I bet with your tutoring skills, I still can't even get an A on the final exam." Eijirou countered.

"Is that a challenge?" I retorted, raising my brows in anticipation.

"Sure is. I'm pretty unteachable." He shrugged, causing me to laugh.

"Fine. You have a deal. I'll tutor you so good, you'll pass the final with flying colors—But you have to actually try and learn! Got it?" I stated.