#second year students

The sound of the metal being welded by the students of the support department filled the room. After the final war happened, everything changed; it became a horrible experience for the students who were just trying to live out their high school life peacefully.

A raven-haired, young lady, wiped the sweat on her forehead as she took off her goggles. Her vermillion eyes scanned the robot she was creating— a robotic hand. After knowing that most heroes had lost their limbs, she and her friends decided that it would’ve been a better idea to help out.

A robotic hand; a support for those who lost theirs, a robot that can aid them lifelong, the young lady wanted to program it into something better, not just a robot that can help, but to still fulfill the dreams of other heroes.

“How’s your baby?” Baby; Hatsume was referring to the robot.

“Still needs some fixing,” The young lady sighed but forced a smile on her lips. Hatsume nodded as she looked closely at the robotic hand.

Hatsume placed a hand on her shoulder, grinning gleefully. “You can do this, Nichiya.” She encouraged the young lady, who chuckled as she bobbed her head agreeing to Hatsume.

Nichiya Tamashi— an exchange student from Madrid after the final war. Her quirk was “recreate” Nichiya’s quirk gave her an opportunity to recreate anything that has been destroyed, she can also create anything at her will. One of the factors of her quirk was that she can heal any types of wound, by recreating their skin and blood tissue.

“Thanks, Hatsume.” Nichiya thanked her friend, the first person to ever approach her. The school bell rings; signaling the students to eat at the lunch rush cafeteria. A few students left U.A. High, especially the parents who were concerned for their children’s safety.

“C’mon, Nichiya. Let’s go.” Hatsume said, tugging the young lady’s rough hands due to the dirt of the robots. The two young ladies exited their rooms, with Hatsume hooked to Nichiya’s arm. Nichiya placed her hand inside her pocket, looking for her phone.

Her vermilion eyes, widely open, confused. “What the heck? Where’s my phone?” She murmured, unhooking her arms from Hatsume as she looked for her phone inside her jeans pockets. As a student in the support department, they usually have a different set of clothes that they feel comfortable wearing when they’re working on their projects.

“I’ll look for my phone, wait for me at our usual place,” Nichiya told Hatsume, grinning. Hatsume nodded as she watched Nichiya run back inside their classroom. Nichiya looked for her phone, back to her table. There she spots her pink phone case with a ghost keychain.

Nichiya sighed, relieved. She picked up her phone and she placed it in one of her jean’s pockets. Nichiya rushed back to her friend, without realizing that someone was passing by their classroom, she bumped into a huge figure, and she stumbled back.

She heard a rough deep groan. Nichiya looked up, seeing his other arm wrapped in bandages and a sling on it. She gasped, lowering her head. “I am so sorry!” She apologized, as the blonde-haired young man raised his brow.

“Watch where you’re going.” He grumbled, placing his other hand inside his pocket, while Nichiya heard him click his tongue out of annoyance. Nichiya nodded as she muttered another apology. He sighed, leaving the young lady as he walked down the hallway.

Nichiya furrowed her brows as she watched his silhouette slowly disappear. “Who’s that guy?” She asked herself, as a student who’s new in the school and too focused on her creations, she barely meets new people.

She sighed, as she started walking down the stairs. Nichiya entered the lunch rush cafeteria where she found Hatsume eagerly waving at her. “Nichiya!!” She yelled across the room, causing the people to turn to her.

Nichiya grimaced as she lowered her head, embarrassed. “I got you your usual.” Hatsume grinned, proud at what she did. Nichiya tilted her head as she smiled back at her friend.

“Thanks..” Nichiya thanked her, as she sat down next to Hatsume.

“Did you find your phone?” Hatsume asked with noodles stuff inside her mouth. Nichiya chuckled at the sight of her friend, as she nodded her head yes.

Nichiya’s usual food was ramen. She says that it was an easy and fast to eat meal. Nichiya’s vermillion eyes matched the ones who were walking past her table, her sharp matching vermillion eyes staring at Nichiya, and a cocky grin written on her face.

The young lady awkwardly looked away, as she placed her eyes on Hatsume. “How’s your project?” Nichiya asked her friend.

“Well..” Hatsume began, as she put down her chopsticks. “It’s doing great, but since Mr. Power loader wants us to visit the hero course first for more information and upgrades, I think I’ll have to wait.” She finished as Nichiya looked at her perplexed.

“What?” She blurted out. “Mr. Power loader said that?” Nichiya questioned, Hatsume nodded her head.

“How come I don’t know that!?” Nichiya whined, and her palm found its way to her face. Hatsume chuckled, as she slurped on her ramen.

“Maybe you’re too focused on your babies again!” She exclaimed with a laugh.

Nichiya let a groan, as she shoved her hair back from her face out of frustration. “I guess I’ll have to wait too.” She sighed, as she started eating again.

“When are we going to visit the hero course?” Nichiya asked, Hatsume shrugged her shoulders. “Wait, you’re friends with those students right?” Nichiya questioned again.

“Yeah!” Hatsume answered as a thought came to her mind. “Do you want to visit them at their dorms!?” She exclaimed, grinning.

Nichiya gave her a thinking look, a finger on her chin. “Tonight?” She inquired, taking out her phone from her pocket as she checked her schedule. Hatsume nodded.

“Alright,” Nichiya smiled. The two teenagers quickly finished their lunches, and they both decided to go back inside the development studio— the place where most support course student spend their time; building and creating support gadgets.

Nichiya tied her raven hair up as she put on her goggles back. She focused again on her creations, “the circuit fist” — the hands have been programmed for battle and normal life essentials. Nichiya wanted the robotic hand to turn into anything, swords, guns, any kind of weapon, a light beam, or explosions.

It was meant to assist others, that is how Nichiya programmed it to be. Hatsume admired Nichiya and her inventions, after all, Nichiya was a top student at the support bureau in Madrid.

As the time went by, the students were all busy working on their inventions. They spend their whole day creating the project that Mr. Power Loader assigned them. Hatsume sighed, walking towards her young raven-haired friend. “Hey, Nichiya, are you done?” She asked.

Nichiya nodded her head. “I’m done, but I’m planning on creating more limbs for the others. I guess it’s really useful if we asked the hero course.” Nichiya explained, that her eyes were still fixated on the robot she was creating.

“Oh, okay. Let’s go back to the dorm?” Hatsume questioned her, as she leaned her elbows on Nichiya’s huge table.

“I’ll stay for a little while,” Nichiya said, turning to Hatsume with a grin. “You go, mei.”

Hatsume nodded her head, “Alright, see you later. Be back early, okay? We have to visit the hero department by 8:00.” She told her friend, as she started walking out of the studio.

Nichiya heaved a sigh as her fingertips slowly touched the metals of the robot. She heard the door open again, thinking that it was Hatsume, but she didn’t pay attention. Not until she noticed from the edge of her eyes, an unfamiliar tall young man with spiky Ash blonde hair, it was the same guy with the neat uniform and arm sling.

Nichiya spoke. “Uh, Hello?”

“Who’s the person who does shit here? I need upgrades on my gauntlets.” He talked with his raspy, deep voice, with the tone of irritation.

Nichiya looked at him thoroughly, eyeing him from head to toe. He noticed her stares, causing him to furrow his eyebrows. She watched the young lady exhale, as she answered him. “No one’s available, so it’s just me.” She responded smiling.

By observation, He was surely a student from the Hero course based on his injuries. “Whatever, my gauntlets need some fixing.” He replied as Nichiya’s eyes turned to the bag he was holding.

“let me check,” Nichiya said as he slammed the bag into the table. “Was it destroyed from the war?” She questioned as she opened the bag, seeing the destroyed gauntlet, which made her scrunched her nose.

“yeah.” The young man grunted as Nichiya nodded at his answer. She took a small wrench near her as she tapped the gauntlets. “Clearly, it doesn’t just need some fixing, this gauntlet is destroyed. How does your quirk work?”

He grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Is this shit necessary?” He responded, sternly, he received a stoic look from the young lady.

“My palm secrete nitroglycerin sweat that creates explosions.” He finally responded. Nichiya heeded his attitude, he was grumpy yet calm about it.

Nichiya nodded. “I see. So, these gauntlets help you store and produce more sweat, yes? If I'm correct, these gauntlets have explosive grenades in them too and I know I am correct based on the insides.” Her eyes moved away from him, as she looked at within the gauntlets.

He huffed but he was impressed at how she knew the problem of his gauntlets and its parts so easily. “Why even bother asking if you know the answer.” He muttered, looking straight at the young lady.

Nichiya sighed. “The gauntlets are destroyed, it’ll take a little time for me to fix it since we don’t have the materials yet.” She explained, placing down her wrench and moving the gauntlets on her “to fix” box.

“Whatever, just fix it, Ms. know-it-all.” He said as he started walking away from Nichiya. “Hey, I need your name.” She called him, and Nichiya heard him groan again, annoyed.

“Just put explo.. dynamight.” He says, looking back at her, with his back facing her and his head looking through his shoulder. Nichiya nodded, writing down his name on the sticky paper and placing it on the gauntlets.

Nichiya exhaled exhausted as she watched the young man leave the department studio. She took off her goggles, wiping the sweat from her face, as she stood up from her seat, she walked towards the door pressed the light switch off, and she closed the door.

The young lady finally arrived at their respective dorms where she found Hatsume and their sick friend, Seiko, sitting on the couch. “Hey, Nichiya!” Seiko called her, waving her hands.

Nichiya waved back at her, as she took off her shoes. “How are you feeling?” Nichiya questioned, walking towards Seiko and Hatsume.

Seiko frowned, placing her hand on top of her forehead. “Still sick.” Seiko gave her a weak smile, as Nichiya had a worried look written on her face.

“You know, you need to get yourself checked by the recovery girl,” Nichiya suggested, Seiko shook her head, refusing to go to the school clinic.

“How was your project?” Seiko gave her a smile, her eyes looking back at the television, Nichiya chuckled at how fast she changed the topic of their conversation.

“Better.” Nichiya answered, “I’ll take a shower then let’s visit the hero course,” Nichiya spoke with her hand squeezing Hatsume’s shoulder, Hatsume nodded with a grin.

At last, Nichiya finished taking a bath, she’s wearing her regular pink matching pajamas. The two teenagers walked out of the dorm, where Nichiya followed her enthusiastic friend, Hatsume. She looked around the campus since their dorms were five blocks away from class 2A.

It took them about seven minutes to finally arrive. Nichiya turned to Hatsume. “Do they know we’re visiting?” She questioned as they walked through their front.

“Nope!” Hatsume answered with a grin, causing Nichiya to furrow her eyebrows, baffled at the words of her friend. ”What? Are you serious? What if we’re not even welcome there!?” Nichiya exclaimed, panicking at the thought.

Hatsume laughed, as her hands trailed over the doorway. ”Nichiya, you’re overthinking things! They’re nice people!” Hatsume grinned, knocking at the door. Nichiya had her mouth agape, still dumbfounded.

The door opened revealing a young man with glasses, Hatsume waved at him. “Hey, Iida!” She greeted him, as Nichiya stood beside her awkwardly. Iida looked at the two young ladies confused, as he opened his mouth. “Hatsume? And..” he drifted off, squinting his eyes, not knowing Nichiya’s name.

“Tamashi Nichiya!” The young lady quickly answered, handing out her hand, Iida smiled as he shook her hand politely. ”It’s nice to meet you, Tamashi-San.” He says, smiling.

“What are you guys doing here?” He questioned, as his eyebrows began to wrinkle. Nichiya felt embarrassed for coming to their dorm without having to tell them, Hatsume gave him a broad smile. ”Can we come in?”

There was no way Iida was going to reject them, they were already there. Nichiya felt the demeaning tension, as Iida slowly nods his head. Hatsume tugged her friend inside the dorm of class 2A. Their dorm was a little different, it set off a different vibe and look. Maybe it was because they were from the support course, and their dorm looked and had types of equipment like the development studio.

The infamous class 2A eyed the two young ladies, Hatsume grinned brightly at them while Nichiya smiled awkwardly. ”So, we’re technically here because we’re doing a project about helping the heroes, students, and other people who lost a part of themselves— with that I mean body parts okay?” Hatsume talked so fast, that they couldn’t even understand her.

There it was again, the demeaning tension, between them and the class 2A. Nichiya cleared her throat, before sighing. ”Uhhh, She’s Hatsume Mei, as you all probably know and I’m Tamashi Nichiya.” Nichiya introduced herself, and a few students looked confused, seeing the new girl in front of them.

“I’m sorry for the straightforwardness of my friend, but it’s true, we need to know how many of you lost some parts of your bodies,” Nichiya explained to them as a few students began to raise their hand, Nichiya and Hatsume started to take down notes.

Hatsume and Nichiya managed to talk to the students, as her friend did say, The class 2A was definitely kind, nice, and really loud. They were very friendly yet polite. Nichiya noticed how they made each other feel better by the presence of one another.

“Tamashi? You look new here.. I’ve never seen you in the development studio!” A dark-haired young man had his finger on his chin.

Nichiya smiled. “Oh! That’s right, I’m an exchange student! I came from Madrid!” She responded as the few students had their mouths agape.

A green-haired young man approached her, the side of his hair and cheek was destroyed. Nichiya scrunched her nose at the sight, the two teenagers got along, and even he was telling her bright ideas. Nichiya complimented him, telling him that his ideas would be good in the support department.

“I almost lost both my hands, but here I am, doing better and great!” Midoriya gave her a soft smile and a thumbs up, while Nichiya looked at him astounded. ”Both your hands?!” She shouted.

Midoriya chuckled, nodding his head. “Yeah, thankfully Eri-Chan reversed it back, and now I have another set of arms!” Nichiya could not believe how warm and gentle he sounded despite on what happened to him.

“You are talking too.. bright about this. Is this your way of coping?” She questioned, brow raising. Midoriya’s eyes widened, finally letting go of his positive facade. “Yes..”

Nichiya placed a hand to his shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Her words reassured the young man, her vermillion eyes trailing over at the familiar spiky ash-blonde hair.

“that’s dynamight.. what’s his real name?” She muttered her first word before turning back to Midoriya. He turned to his best friend, who happened to be exiting the elevator. ”Kacchan?”

Nichiya nodded, saying. ”That’s his name?”

Midoriya sneered while shaking his head. ”Oh, no, it’s Bakugou Katsuki, Dynamight is his hero name.” He explained as Nichiya continued to look at him.

“Ohh, I see,” she commented, Hatsume turned to her raven-haired friend, she furrowed her eyebrows. ”You know him?” She questioned.

Nichiya bobbed her head again, ”Yeah, he visited the studio earlier, his gauntlets were destroyed.” Nichiya’s face grimaced at the thought of his damaged mutt. Vermillion eyes match each other, as they catch the stare of one another.

The young lady gave him a small smile, which he did not return. He had his other hand stuffed inside his pocket, he looked away from the young lady as he walked towards the kitchen. Nichiya watched his actions, how his friends insisted on assisting him while he nagged about how he didn’t need a nanny.

Katsuki was a completely different person. It was hard to figure out his ways and personality, the way he acted, and his mannerisms. But one thing that was clear about him and has never changed, was his determination — to be stronger than anyone, even all might.

Nichiya felt another tugged on her wrist, her face spinning towards Hatsume, she raised her brow confused. “Nichiya, let’s go.” Hatsume said, showing her notebook with full of informations. Nichiya nodded, turning to Midoriya. ”Alright, it was nice meeting you, Midoriya.”

Midoriya bowed his head, smiling gleefully. “You too, Tamashi-San,” he replied politely, as he watched the two teenagers leave their dorm.

Nichiya heard her friend heaved a sigh, as she started with. ”We didn’t get to interview one person.” She started, as Nichiya knew exactly what she meant. ”Bakugou?”

Hatsume nodded, ”Yeah, I wasn’t able to talk to him.” The young lady responded.

“I can try to ask him.” Nichiya suggested, as she turned to her friend with a smile. Hatsume’s eyes gleamed in joy, ”You think he’ll talk?!” She exclaimed, happily.

“I don’t know, but it’s worth a shot,” Nichiya shrugged smiling at Hatsume.