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he’d  felt  tired  for  hours ,  bouncing  from  laying  to  sitting  to  standing  as  his  mind  runs  and  his  heart  beats  quickly .  in  his  left  ear ,  the  sound  of  a  pot  boiling  screeches .  he  can’t  help  but  move  his  body ,  he  decides  to  walk  it  off ,  strolling  from  his  room  to  the  kitchen  in  the  night  hours .  shōto  doesn’t  bother  turning  on  any  lights ,  he  notices  there  is  already  one  on  in  the  kitchen .  someone  else  is  awake  this  late ,  huh  ?  he’s  not  alone .  black  socks  pad  quietly  on  the  hardwood  floor ,  his  approach  is  almost  silent ,  but  she  seems  to  notice  him  instantly  anyways .   maeda  emi .   

           ❝   i  haven’t  slept .  ❞       keeping  his  tone  low  on  purpose ,  he  turns  his  head  to  look  down  the  hall ,  plotting  his  away  game  from  the  possibility  of  conversation .

❝ you haven’t slept  ?  at all  ? ❞     emi takes a sip of the water before placing it on the counter  ,  leaning against the countertop with an air of nonchalance  .  he certainly looks tired  ;  or from what she can tell in the minimal lighting the moon provides through giant windows  .  she hums  ,  acknowledging that her question dignifies no response  .  it was rhetorical anyway  ,  resounding only her own surprise  .  his voice is too quiet for her liking  ,  dull  &  far  -  off  . something else keeps him preoccupied  &  he looks disappointed someone else is sharing the space too  ,  as she had been earlier  .  but for perhaps more  ...  apt reasons  ,  given his posturing  .  pushing off from the counter  ,  emi approaches  ,  neglecting the water on the counter  .  she wants a better look  ;  confirmation       

the woman has a familiar face but not one she can put a name to         sharp  &  soft  ;  a stunning combination  ,  really  .  emi observes but doesn’t speak  ,  bag held in front of her  ,  hovering before sturdy knees  .  the subway is packed full of people  .  truthfully  ,  emi shouldn’t even be here  ,  having left the school grounds without discussing it without anyone first  ,  solely assuming no one would notice before she got back  .  a little daytime exursion never hurt anyone  &  it’s not like she wasn’t capable of defending herself  .  perhaps she’d have a better time of remaining inconspicuous if she wasn’t wearing the school’s uniform  ,  minus the blazer  .  again  ,  she glances at the woman  ,  noticing her glasses  &  unique streaks of red  .  ah  ,  is  that       

❝ are you         todoroki - kun’s sister  ...  ? ❞

❝ ne , bakugou  ?  are you busy  ? ❞     innocent question         emi tries to keep intonation level  ,  fearing his rejection in these dire times  .  honestly  ,  she’d rather ask anyone else but the rest of the class seemed otherwise preoccupied or she couldn’t find them  .  rocking on her heels  ,  she awaits his answer  .  it didn’t really seem like he was doing anything terribly important  .  but it ultimately depended on his mood  ,  emi concedes internally  .     ❝ i’ll make it worth your while if you help me  . ❞     

❝ ah , todoroki - kun         you’re up kinda late , huh  ? ❞     it’s genuinely surprising . near midnight and someone other than her occupied the common space . this is normal for her , however . the pangs of hunger waking her as it usually does ; seeing as her quirk needs near constant replenishing of calories to feed from . emi tries not look like she’s up for food , minimally embarrassed about the amount she consumes . instead , emi reaches for a glass in the cabinets , using her tip toes for extra reach before filling it with water .     ❝ can’t sleep or did you wake up  ? ❞   

❝ your quirk is super interesting . no villain stands a chance , huh ? ❞     admiration swims in cerulean  ,  hands clasped before emi’s chest while she surveys him . unabashed , her gaze does not waver as she promptly studies the hero before her . being in school , she’s usually around the same pros until there’s an internship . and even then , time is limited on interaction and such .     ❝ what does a typical day entail for you , king - san ? ❞   

“Hmmm?” Leia blinked confused a moment, not recognizing the voice at first as she was drying off her hands after washing them in the sink. She glanced to her side and spotted the girl who was speaking to her. Oh! It was Emi from class 1-A. The pair haven’t ended up crossing paths as of late, partly due to them being quite busy doing their own training and just being busy in general.

“I’m in 1-B actually…” Leia smiled a bit, gently tossing away the paper towel into the garbage before turning to face Emi properly. Perhaps it was the slip of the tongue and she accidentally said two instead of one? “But… um..! That is my quirk, yes.” She beamed as she was now feeling more confident with her quirk than she was previously. “It’s really nice to see you,Maeda. How goes your training, um.. if you don’t mind me asking?”

❝ right , right . 1-B . i don’t know why i said that        ❞     dismissive wave of the hand , forgiving her own grievance . she slips the gloss back into her pocket , expertly tucked away should she need a reapplication . her expression gives nothing away ; seemingly aloof though brows rise to give some indication of attentiveness .  it’s at least more than the usual deadpan expression she dons with other people she’s unfamiliar with . they’re acquaintances so it makes the world of difference .  

               flying quirks are just as diverse as any other subtype of ability, and to be fair, hawks hadn’t actually met too many other people with the freedom that he had. so his eyes follower her movements, head tilting a bit – she had a good grasp on her own power already; he’s always silently impressed about how kids in hero courses tend to be a step of ahead of the game in development, though he wasn’t really one to talk. ‘ one time i got distracted and flew right into a skyscraper. ’ he admits, a breathy, deep sort of laugh falling from his own humility. ‘ we can fly together if ya want. wanna race? really give ya a chance to see what you can do. ’

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