Illusion (My Hero Academia fanfiction)

18

~1 week later~
~Alane P.O.V~

As I slid open the classroom door, I was bombarded by my classmates.

Mina: "Alane!!"
Midoriya: "Oh my God, your back!"
Uraraka: "We missed you!"
Momo: "You are feeling better, right?"
Kirishima: "Good to have you back!"

Honestly, I did feel a bit breathless, mostly because everyone was hugging me at the same time. But also I was just thrilled to be back.

~Later~

I was a little disappointed. I had missed the school festival. Everyone got to show off their quirk while the only thing I could show off was my hospital food. Mr. Aizawa passed papers to everyone in the class except for me. They were agency's recruiting them to be interns. While he was still passing out the forms, I did my best to distract myself. I was only doodling in my notebook and humming softly to myself.

Then a small stack of paper is placed on my desk. Honestly, I thought it was just some work I had missed, but only by looking at it, they were agencies. "Uh, Mr.Aizawa? How come I still have agency offers even though I didn't participate in the festival?" It looks and sounds stupid as to why I would even dare to ask, I just felt like it was unfair for everyone else.

"Simply being the daughter of two of Japan's strongest hero's has its upsides." He then looked at the class. "Now, this goes for everyone. The first paper is the list we the staff have created thinking these are the best agencies for your quirks. The rest of the pages are the rest that wanted you. The last page shows graphs and numbers of every one of those agencies. Stop at your counselor's office when you are ready to write down your picks. Any questions?"

I raised my hand. "When do we have to make our decisions?" He looked at his paper. "Hmm..two weeks. So I suggest you start thinking about this now."

~After Class~

I feel so guilty and spoiled. I would hate me if I were in my classmate's shoes. Heck, I hate myself at the moment. I took a seat in the library and looked at my choices. I felt the guilt get heavier; every agency is at 100%. I looked through every page, and all I saw were a bunch of 100%. I sighed and slammed my head down the table. What's sad is that I know that some of these agencies won't help much cause of my quirk.

Maybe my mom and dad can help me? Then it hit me. Why didn't I see their agency listed here? I mean...its a pretty successful agency to begin with. I looked through again, and nope, it wasn't listed. I'm going to ask later when I get home.

I walked out of the library because there was nothing left for me to do. I wasn't hungry, and it was lunchtime. What do I do? I guess I'll head on the rooftop. I started to walk up the stairs, and people were going down. I swear I could hear them mutter about me as I passed.

I lowered my head down from embarrassment and started to walk faster, how did they find out about my agency list? I bet someone from my class gossiped. As I reached the top, I quickly closed the door behind me. I put my hand on my cheek, wow it was hot. I must be blushing hard or something.

I sat on one of the benches and just stared. So many thoughts ran through my head.

Was I even any good?
Would the results be different if I participated in the tournament?
Would I have failed that?
Would any agency even want me then?
What if I didn't have 'Yuki' as my last name?

I ran my hand through my hair and sighed loudly. This isn't what I expected to happen after coming back from the hospital. I then heard the door open up.

"Huh? Oh hey! What's up?" He said while waving his hand repeatedly. "Um..hello," I said while waving my hand slightly. He strode over and extended his hand towards me. "My name's Mirio, I'm a third-year here. I don't think I've ever seen you around. Are you a first-year?"

I timidly shook his hand. "Um..yeah. I haven't seen you around either. My name is Alane." Saying my name must have made him click. "Aren't you Noir and Mystic's child?" I nodded.

He then started to get excited. "Wow! That must be so cool! Having two parents that are the strongest in Japan? You must feel pretty proud of them!" For some reason being around him made me feel...better.

~Later~

We kept talking throughout lunchtime; while lunch was coming close to an end, we walked down the stairs together, still talking and laughing. "Hey, didn't you get your agency papers today?" He said as we stopped outside my classroom. "Uh...yeah...I did.." His eyes sparkled. "That must be exciting! Do you mind if I take a look?"

My brain was screaming at me 'no'; I was feeling too guilty now. But I gave him the small stack. He looked through, and his eyes widened up. "Wow! That's so cool, Alane! Every agency listed here wants you! You must have kicked some-"

"I didn't participate," I said, cutting him off. He tilted his head; he was confused. "Really?" I nodded and looked down. "I think it's because of my last name. I don't feel worthy of getting the attention of all these agencies while I sat in a hospital bed. Everyone else should be getting these results instead of me." I then feel a hand on my head.

"Hey, now. Don't beat yourself up because of this. I think these agencies want you because they know you have like a hidden power inside you. Maybe they want to help you, as you said, you are a Yuki after all. You guys are super powerful. So don't worry, I think you have the respect you deserve." He said as he handed back my stack.

I stared at him speechless. "How about this?" He said, taking out his phone. "I'll give you my number if you want to talk about it or vent. Hell, you can even text if you want to chat. Is that ok with you?" I thought about it for a while. It didn't take long for me to give him my number.

~After school~

I walked down the stairs and stopped as I reached the end. "Dad?" My dad was waiting at the gate of the school for me. He waved at me and walked up towards me. "Hey, Alane. How are you?" I blinked a few times. "Um..im ok. Aren't you working today?" He shook his head as he took my bookbag and carried it for me.

"No. I'm trying to spend more time with you and your mother. So I'm going to be home two days a week. I'll try to make it three." Two isn't a lot, but it's better than not having him home at all, like how it was before. I'm just glad to have my dad back at home again.

We ended up chatting the whole walk home about school, any new people I met, we even went in a few convenient stores to buy some snacks as we talked. I was so full of joy that I completely forgot to ask him about the agency situation.

~At home~

It was late at night. The three of us spent the whole time playing board games and watching Tv and movies together. I don't remember the last time we did this all together. After hugging my parents before they went to sleep, I got in my bed and read a little bit on my own time. Not a few minutes passed when my phone vibrated.

It was from Mirio.

Mirio's text: hey there, Alane, sorry for this late text, I just got out from training. Are you feeling better?

I put my book away and laid down on my bed and started to type.

My text: Hey, Mirio! Yeah, I'm feeling a whole lot better. Thanks for checking up on me, it means a lot. You were training? That sounds so cool! Are you ok, though?

Before I knew it, we both ended up texting each other for half the night. I ended up sleeping well this time. No nightmares.

Finally.