Silver Skies // BNHA OC

I Fear That I've Been Called to the Principal's Office

TW: Today's chapter is a bit spicy (not that kind of spicy :P). This is alluding to an argument between characters, but does not include any physical/mental abuse of any kind. Take care of yourself <3 .

 Also, I start up college again Monday, so I'm not sure how often updates will be, sorry about that. Enjoy the chapter! 

It was during the last class of the following day when Mikutori was called to the principal's office, her name being called over the speaker system. Mikutori seemingly ignored it at first, not even realizing it was her name being said, and Todoroki had to nudge her arm and point to the ceiling, informing her that she had been called to Nezu's office.

Mikutori's eyes widened slightly before she stood from her chair, leaving the classroom to walk there, hands clenching the bottom of her skirt as she walked. She had no idea why the principal wanted to see her, so this was a bit nerve-wracking.

Finally making her way to the door, Mikutori knocked on the door a few times, hearing a light voice from inside. She hoped the voice was actually inviting her in, the door cancelling out most of the words.

Mikutori was obviously not surprised to see the principal present, but was indeed surprised to see Aizawa seated on the couch next to the small mammalian principal.

"Kumosora, please, sit down," Nezu's soft voice was both hard to hear, yet, at the same time, incredibly intimidating to Mikutori. How his soft voice demanded respect while also seeming kind.

Mikutori did as she was asked, sitting on a similar couch across from the two adults.

"Is this about the Hero Internships?" She asked, nervous about what she was actually there for. The two adults said nothing, only giving each other a glance before turning back to Mikutori.

"Not exactly, Kumosora, this is about an email we got from your mother this morning," Aizawa's gruff voice was much easier to hear in this smaller, quieter room. Mikutori's eyes widened before narrowing, wondering why her mother had contacted her school without telling her about it.

"You see, Kumosora, we were not informed of the current state of your hearing, and were not until this morning, when your mother expressed her concerns for your well-being and grades while in school," Principal Nezu was drinking tea, voice light and happy sounding for such a serious topic. Mikutori couldn't tell from either his voice or his body language is he was actually mad or not. That was what made her uncomfortable the most.

"Kumosora, you didn't tell any of your teachers about this problem, and I would have expected more from one of my top students," Aizawa, while his voice was mostly flat, was obviously disappointed about this. Mikutori looked down at her lap for a few seconds before letting out a breath and looking back up.

"You know of my father, Thunderbird," she started, the men across from her nodding once. "We...were in an accident two years ago."

"The one he died in," Aizawa stated, not as a question, but Mikutori nodded anyways.

"In that accident...it...uh...damaged my hearing permanently. I have hearing aids, but I don't really like wearing them," Mikutori tried remaining vague, staring at the coffee table. She usually had no problem talking straight to people's faces, actually preferred it, but just couldn't bare looking up and seeing their faces staring at her in that moment.

"Well, Kumosora, we see it in your best interest to start wearing these hearing aids," the principal sipped his tea, legs swinging slightly beneath him. Mikutori looked up then, questioning why they wanted her to wear them.

Aizawa noticed her confused look, and answered in a sigh. "Your grades are slowly dipping, and there were some concerns brought up from during your internship that make us believe that wearing your aids can only help you. You can talk to the costume department about making up some combat-worthy ones, as I'm sure your regular ones can't hold up to our intense training."