ERROR THEORY [BNHA fanfiction]

CHAPTER THREE: STITCHES

        It was early when Hachimitsu woke up. Too early considering when she had gone to bed, but it couldn't be helped. School was school and she wouldn't miss a day if she could help it.

        Sometimes she had to miss a few days, though. Just every once in a while. It was always excused because of a doctor's note; she would spend those days curled up in bed, waiting for everything to pass.

        Hachimitsu had been born rather prematurely and, as a result, had lingering health problems. That and the general lack of nourishment from when she was younger had caused some health problems she was still trying to overcome. Though she did hope to overcome them one day.

        She got dressed in the U.A. uniform and put her cardigan on over top, leaving her hair down. Although long and thick, she never bothered to do anything with it. She could do little styles, but complicated ones like braids and whatnot were things she couldn't quite understand.

        It didn't take her long to get ready, so she was downstairs shortly after she woke up. The watch on her wrist told her that she had plenty of time to catch her train, so she stopped in the kitchen to grab a few granola bars. She unwrapped one and shoved it in her mouth before getting her shoes on and leaving.

        The first thing the girl noticed was the fact that her mother's car wasn't in the driveway. For the time that it was, it was confusing. With how close they lived to Jaku Hospital, one would've thought Yua wouldn't leave until later. But it didn't matter. Hachi had to get to the train station.

        Walking to the train station was peaceful, there was minimal traffic and the sun had just risen. She played with the long piece of hair that framed one side of her face; running her fingers through it made her feel content inside.

        Hachimitsu enjoyed walking to the train station from her house, and from the train station to her house. It was something she really did like doing each day. The fresh air made her lungs feel clear and the sun made her face feel warm in a way the heaters at home couldn't. She felt as though she could compare it to feeling like a flower that grew in the sun's light. But she wasn't a flower. She didn't know what that felt like and thus she couldn't really compare it to that.

        She didn't know anyone that lived in her neighbourhood, or the next one over, or the one after that. Being homeschooled until just this year resulted in a few things:

        First, a general lack of friends. Hachimitsu simply wasn't allowed to make them. If she wasn't at the hospital with her mother, she was home with a nanny. She wasn't allowed to go to the park, so she never made any friends that way. Her best friend was the nanny, but once Hachi turned eleven, her mother dismissed the woman.

        Second, the lack of social awareness. Although she was getting better, having grown up in a hospital or alone at home, she never really became good at understanding things that were common knowledge. Doctor Ichikawa said that had she gone to public school, she might've still been missing out on some social cues but would have otherwise been fine.

        But she never went to public school, so there was no point in imagining what she could've been--not when that wasn't who she was.

        Hachimitsu did often wonder though, what her father would think of her if he were to know her now. Would he be proud? Would he love her the same as he did when she was young? Or would he be like Yua and grow distant and cold?

        During walks to the train station, her mind wandered back to her father, back to when she was young and he was still home. She made a mental note to visit him soon, as she had to catch him up on everything that had happened.