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(Y/n) was born with a water manipulation and creation quirk, destined to be a hero just like her mother. When her mother falls ill, she finds refuge in a childhood friend Iz...
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(Y/n)'s POV
"Yeah and it would go over here, I already asked Nezu to get one," Momo said, her hands curling in excited fists near her chin.
"I say we call it a day, we still need to meet the rest of the girls to get dresses for the dance," Jirou suggested and I just nodded in agreement. I followed behind them, keeping close distance as we neared the front entrance.
"I usually go with red, but I was considering green," Momo said. "I think you should go for purple and pink Jirou. What about you (y/n)? You probably don't want to do blue, you always do blue."
I didn't respond, watching the ground as I walked. I was far too busy counting how many steps it took for each square of the sidewalk. Sometimes 3 sometimes 4.
"Earth to (y/n)!" I glanced up, not realizing this was the second time Momo was calling me.
"Huh? Oh sorry," I said.
"That's fine, I just wanted to know what color dress you were getting?" She asked.
"Oh...I hadn't thought of that," I replied.
"You should go with gray!" Jirou said and Momo glanced at her, a look of slight distaste on her face.
"Gray? Don't you think that's a little drab for a dress to the dance? How will she stand out like that?"
"Who's to say you have to stand out at all? Who's she trying to impress?" I soon wasn't listening again, tucking my hands in my pockets as I dawdled along behind them. I was suffering heavily with guilt for what I had done yesterday, but also relief knowing that Kacchan would probably elect to not speak to me...ever again.
"Yellow?"
"Are you crazy Momo? Yellow?"
I turned the corner with them to the indoor shopping mall since it was closer and had a very nice dress shop. It was a good thing in my mind to have Kacchan stay away from me, so I should be patting myself on the back for managing to shoo him off. Then again it was eating me up inside to think I had to shoo him off in the first place. What if he wanted to be friends? What if I actually hurt him? I was blowing this out of proportion, as usual.
"(Y/n) you okay?" Jirou asked and I glanced up, shrugging her off.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, letting out a breath.
"I hardly believe that," Momo said, "I mentioned the boys would be at the mall too and you had nothing to say."
"Wha?" I said. "Why are they going to be there?! That's..." I trailed off, seeing as I just proved Momo's point about my abnormal silence.
"What's up?" Jirou asked, the two of them slowing to walk on either side of me rather than having me trail behind.
