Hemora || BNHA OC Fanfic

chapter 1 ➵ u.a. entrance exam

Present Day

"O—cha—ko!"

Said girl jumped at the sudden appearance of her friend, Himura Koemi. Her friend beamed from ear to ear, holding out her hands on both sides. Eventually, she positioned herself next to Uraraka, and watched as the girl's expression went from befuddled to amused.

"Koemi-chan! It's been a while," said Uraraka, who found herself smiling back.

"How have you been?" asked Himura, putting her hands behind her. She seemed quite lively today, more than anything. However, Uraraka took note of the fact that her friend had initiated the Small Talk™, which was something that Himura never did during their time at junior high.

"I've been good ... Have you been okay..?"

The peach-haired girl bobbed her head, uttering a sound of agreement.

"Are you sure..?"

Again, the girl bobbed her head, but seemed a bit less sure. Himura parted her lips to ask why until the two of them heard a yelp from afar.

They both turned their heads to see a green-haired boy on the floor, groaning in pain.

"Oh gosh, poor guy," mumbled Uraraka, as she watched as her friend rush over to him. Well, I guess some things never change, she thought, finding herself following after Himura.

Himura crouched down at his side. "Are you alright?" she asked, furrowing her brows at him. The green-haired boy looked up at her with a startled look on his face and quickly scrambled up to his feet. She quietly followed suite.

"I-I ... um, I—!"

As he was fumbling for words, she focused her gaze on the bleeding scrape by his cheek and slowly raised her finger.

"—Um, w-well, I'm- I'm fine!" He finally finished stating after a bit of struggling. Soon enough, she lightly poked his cheek—and soon his little scrape was patched up in the blink of an eye. "Eh—?"

Mission success, she thought to herself, with a visible smile written her face.

"Sorry ... I noticed that you were a bit hurt so I clotted the blood that was there." She lightly scratched her cheek. "I hope you don't mind using my Quirk without your permission, but it would have probably hurt for a while if I didn't do anything."

The boy went stiff, unable to respond to her.

"Um, l-let's do our best on the exams, okay?" She let out a sheepish smile and politely waved at him. "Baibai! " Bye-bye!

Then, she quickly sped off to Uraraka, who began to lightly tease her. Poor Himura was embarrassed.

"You haven't initiated a conversation with a guy in three years, Koemi! What's up with the change of heart?" Uraraka lightly poked the peach-haired girl. Himura puffed out her cheeks a little, but chose not to respond to that.

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"... You earn points for each of them based on their level of difficulty!" exclaimed Present Mic, as his voice projected through an intercom. "Your goal, dear listeners, is to use your Quirks to earn points by immobilizing the faux villains."

Himura began to lean back and forth, stretching her hands in the pockets of her jacket. The anxiety was starting to kick in, and she didn't like that at all. She wondered what she could do to pass the time. Revise her plans to pass this test again? No, no, she's done that several times already. The anxious-driven teen knew the game plan by heart, there's no need to do that.