There I lay, darkness around me. I couldn't see a thing. But, I could hear a door open. With that, my eyes, as heavy as they were, opened too. Am I in a hospital? White walls filled my mind, a touch of green and blue hear and there. Eww..
I looked over to the door that had opened, and found that there had been two men standing before me.
One was a tall, tired looking bloke, with long black hair. The other was the boy who paralyzed me. I flared up at looking at him. "Why are you here!?" I began trying to spark my hands, but I felt, blank?
"I wouldn't get angry just yet, Mylo." The tired guy looked to me like he had had enough of everything. But, that voice? Is it?
"EraserHead?" I asked suprised.
"The boy is here to apologise. Then we will be leaving."
"Hi, uh, Mylo, was it? I'm so sorry for paralyzing you during the exams, then forgetting about you. Mr Aizawa here told me that you had made a little burst go off to burn the effect.. so I'm glad that you could pull that off. And umm, great job out there."
"Okay, I'll leave you too it. Don't overdo your stay here, or whatever.." He trailed off and walked away, giving a lousy wave. Weirdo.
"Look, the main thing is, I survived. And you're okay too, I guess.." I blushed, looking away.
"Well anyways, my name is Hisoka Katashi. Nice to meet you, properly this time that is." He blushed a little, before scratching the back of his head. "I guess I'll see you in class."
"Wh- what? Huh? I haven't gotten the letter yet?!" I shouted, confused.
"Oh, shoot. Umm, I gotta go! Bye!"How peculiar. What got into him?
Just as he ran out, an elderly nurse walked in with a large smile.
"Recovery girl!" I smiled wide. "You're still at UA?!"
"Yes, dear. I may look old, but my quirk allows me to live forever. Almost. I can live for a couple hundred years." She said this so calmly, and placed her hand on my forehead. "You've been out for a week, child. I overheard your conversation. Thats why you haven't gotten your letter. However, your parents recieved it and immediately packed you things for the dorms. They are excited that you can be here, you know, and along with everyone, your performance was quite a site. But you should probably not use that attack again until you've mastered everything else. You were hard to treat." She still smiled and helped me up, rubbing my back. "It'll take a few hours for time to catch up properly, but you are all set to go. Plenty of water and fruits please. Now off you go, I have some heroes to see."
She waved me off as I walked down tbe hall. Wait, where are the dorms?! And a week? Was it that bad?"Hey, Mylo! Over here!" It was that Hisoka fellow. "Mr Aizawa told me to wait for you, so I could help you find the dorms or whatever? Shall we?"
"Thank you." So, there we walked. I was roughly 5'6, and he was 6'3, and although he was tall, he was very kind, very soft-spoken, very, not intimidating. He had yellow eyes, and a pitch black ponytail. By the length, I'm guessing it went to his shoulders when it wasn't tied up. Other than that, he was very clear skinned, a nice tan, and a healthy smile. I bet guys would kill to have his complection.
"So, I'm guessing Recovery Girl told you that you were out for a week?" He asked kindly, not looking anywhere but forward. "It was quite the fall you had. I'm surprised you survived it. Glad you did too.." He blushed a little, and looked down slightly, before stopping.
"What is it, Hisoka?" I stopped next to him, and placed my hand on his arm.
"I'm seriously sorry about leaving you behind like that. Like, I get it was every man and woman for themself, but in the moment, I completely forgot that I had paralyzed you. I can paralize anything. But that thing-"
"That thing was built to withstand Deku. Rememeber? I'm sorry, but your quirk wouldn't have done jack to it!" I laughed and punched his arm lightly, before moving him forward. He smiled and blushed, walking with me again. "Besides, I only got it because I put my life on the line. So, let's not stress about it, okay? We both got accepted, that's all that matters."
"You're right. Focus on the future. We are here now. So let's focus on now."
For the next few minutes, we spoke and laughed quietly, before arriving at the dorm. "This is it?"
"This is it! We are class 1-A. Surprise!" He had a goofy grin, and walked inside. "Oh! You're on floor 2, room 7. See ya!" He waved me off and sat on the couch next to BUTTERFLY GIRL! SHE PASSED?! BUT SHE LOOKS SO WEAK AND TINY!I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. Looking around, the dorm living space was so beautiful, and the kitchen was surely to match. Has this been recently refurbished?
I walked up the stairs and found my door. "What's this? Keys?" I saw keys in the doors handle, with a tag that had my name on it. One for the door that the key is already in, and I'm guessing for the dorm main door?
I turned the key and unlocked the door, stepping inside. I flicked the light on and saw that my room looked just like my old one. Everything was in place. There was a note on the drawer, with a little gift on top.My little Mylo,
We just wanted to say that we are so proud of what you did. You gave it your all and you got accepted! We knew you would!
We had no worry about your injury when Recovery Girl called us in. She has dealt with much worse than you back in our day. Your father included visited her office quite often. But please remember to stay safe. Don't push yourself to hard just yet. Just go easy.We left you a little gift. We hope you like it. It's a one of a kind pandant that glows a passionate red when you are in love. I know it seems cheesy, but you are young, we thought it was fitting.
I hope you are doing well, call us when you can.
With much love, from Daddy and Mummy xx
I placed down the note and took the pendant out. It was beautfil. So, I lied it down on my beside cabinet and pulled my phone out, proceeding to call my parents. One whole week huh?
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MYLO - Half Bakugou. Half Hagakure. ✔
FanfictionThe daughter of Katsuki Bakugou and Toru Hagakure, going through UA. What will her journey bring her? *Not related to BNHA in an official matter. Strictly fantasy. All rights belong to their respected owners. This is done mearly as an Alternate Univ...