KLEXOS ≽⁺. [ My Hero Academia ]

Panic

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It was halfway through the third day of training. During the morning Miku had been doing some exercises Nighteye set. They were more related to how she uses her support items. For the most part, it was difficult. But as the hours rolled by, the easier it got and she understood the purpose of what she was doing.

Right in the middle of the training facility, Miku lied down on the cold floor. She was alone. Looking up at the ceiling, trying to avoid the blinding lights. Mirio was at school, hence having no one to talk to. So she continued to fiddle and mesh her fingers between her binding cloth. Mirio would join later on in the day, around 3:50pm if she remembered correctly; 'Three more hours..'

She was finally on a break, where she had an hour to do whatever she wanted. An hour felt so long, yet was so short. She wanted to stay lying on the floor forever. She could if she froze time, but that would be selfish of her.

She knows that. Not everyone has the privilege to take all the time in the world – unless they had an immortality quirk.

A small grumble came from below, her stomach begged her for food. Miku had been getting better at eating on time; she actually takes the time to have breakfast and prepare for lunch too. This time, with the help of the internet, she made herself a bento box all by herself.

Standing up, she brushed off some of the fine dust from her hero costume and went towards the exit of the facility. The changing rooms weren't far from sight either, a couple of strides and you'd end up at the door.

Upon walking in, she made her way to her school bag and brought out her lunch for the day.

'I wonder how Kaminari and Kirishima are..' She questioned to herself, unraveling the meal and digging into the fluffy rice. 'I hope Kendo and the rest of the class are okay..'

"Hmm~" A small hum came from her filled mouth, 'How is Hitoshi holding up?'.

Her mind travelled to her purple haired friend and what he could be up to now. He was probably learning something pretty standard. But then had the hard hours of training with Aizawa. But she wasn't worried, she knew Shinsou would work his hardest for his dream. It was something Miku loved about Shinsou – he doesn't want to give up and never plans to. His grit and intensity for what he wants, it was the first thing she saw in him.

He was a perfect candidate for training with Aizawa.

After a small pause, she continued to finish her food, not leaving a single grain or spec of meat left in her box. As she packed her stuff back into her bag, she remembered it was her birthday that upcoming Monday. 'I'll be sixteen already? Damn..' She thought, knotting her eyebrows downwards.

She wondered what Tsukauchi was going to give her this year – he'd normally give her small things she enjoyed, like perfume or plushies. She didn't really expect anything apart from that.

'Maybe Makoto-san might send me something from America again...' She thought about the last time she saw Tsukauchi's sister. She was in America, working hard for the top American hero, Captain Celebrity. Even when she was younger, she could remember visiting Makoto in her 'CC' cheer leading uniform. It was bright blue with highlights of yellow, silver and a splotch of red. A visor to cover the eyes and yellow pompoms as well. Such a vivid memory was all she could recall from her brain.

But it was a memory worth saving.

She checked her phone, having an unanswered message from Kendo. Miku immediately replied, missing her friend. She was quick as break time slowly ran out. Miku wished her the best for the rest of the week, and silenced her phone, placing it into her backpack.