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07:51, 9 October 2022

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"WE'RE HAVING MEAT! I'M STARVING!"

The cricket noises filled the uplifting atmosphere. F/n looked around the place where plates of food were settled down on the many foldable tables.

'It reminds me so much about training camp...' she thought as she recalled the traumatic incident, 'I miss them. How are they? Are they even trying to find me? I quite doubt that...'

The sizzling sound of the meat on the hot grill snapped her back to reality. She used the metal tongs to pinch the meat and flip it over, grabbing the sauce and using a nearby silicone brush to spread the barbecue sauce on the meat.

F/n then faced the stack of broccolis and sighed. 'Oh, please! Oh dear, All Might. Please have no worms...'

She shuddered by just thinking about it. A traumatic experience she had with her mother that she wished to never experience ever again. And yet, here is a chance for her to experience. Lucky her...

She grabbed the knife and the chopping board and placed the broccoli on it. With a deep breath, she used the knife and cut a slice. 'Please no worm.'

She let go of the knife and broccoli and wiped it on the cloth beside her, eyes searching for the particular living being. 'Phew...'

She did that a couple of times, praying that there wouldn't be a worm appearing in front of her each time she cuts a slice.

'Please no worm.'

F/n looked at the third broccoli she cut and shrieked. The good thing was that she had placed the knife on the chopping board before she looked at the broccoli.

"Oh my goodness! THERE'S A WORM!" she screamed, "EW! That's disgusting! Oh my gosh! Ew! Oh my gosh! Oh my goodness!"

F/n panted as she stopped running when she was satisfied with the distance between her and the worm.

She gulped and let out another deep exhale. She squatted down and hugged her legs.

"It's okay. It's okay. It's okay," she chanted over and over again. And there goes another traumatic experience added in her Hole of Traumas.

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"Aha!"

F/n gasped. "Bokuto-san! That's still not done cooking!" she shouted.

Bokuto let out a moan in delight. "That tastes so good, F/n!" he complimented.

"T-Thank you..." she mumbled. Though she doesn't really know if she should be flustered or worried about the compliment of the uncooked piece of meat.

"Thank you for the meal!"

People started gathering around F/n, looming over her with their large shadows as they hastily grabbed the meat she had cooked.

F/n turned pale as she anxiously stood there, looking down on the grassy ground. 'It's okay, F/n. You can do this! Just follow the suit and take a plate. It's okay... No one will judge you! You were the one who cooked it after all. Right?'

She shook her head, trying to get rid of those negative thoughts of hers. 'It's okay, F/n. You're human so it's normal. They're humans too and they're nonchalantly eating food. Are they humans though?'

F/n sighed. 'Stop it! Just go and eat.'

With the final thought in mind, she took a plate and approached the grill where Kuroo and his vice-captain, Kai, stood.

'It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Okay! Let's do this!' she thought before stopping as she and Kuroo made eye contact, 'OMYGOSH WHAT DO I DOO?!?!?!?!?! NO! No, no, no. F/n, it's okay! Calm down. Calm... He's your friend, isn't he? He'll be considerate. It's okay!'

Kuroo gave her a smile and gestured her over. 'It's okay... See... He's helping you.' F/n inhaled and exhaled. "You got this," she quietly muttered to herself.

"Hello, Bakugou," Kai asked, giving her a smile, "Do you wan-"

Slurp!

"Oi! Bokuto! You idiot!" Kuroo shouted, grabbing the back of his friend's shirt as he munched down the meat he had stolen from them. "I can't believe you stole my meat!"

'Oh no... They're angry! What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I d-'

"Here, F/n-san," Sugawara interrupted her thoughts, holding up a plate of food in front of her.

She yelped at the sudden sound of his voice, stepping back only to hit Yaku. F/n shrieked taking exactly three steps away.

"Are you o-"

"I'm so sorry!" she bowed, which turned out to be more than 90 degrees.

The boys sweatdropped but she ate eventually. Calmly, I might add.

"Well," Yaku said, "I heard that you taught Hinata and Kageyama how to fight."

The girl froze, head mechanically craning to look at the three in front of them as Kai joined them as well.

"I-I-" 'We've been caught! I've been caught!!'

"It's nothing bad or anything," Sugawara waved his hand, "We're just curious on how it turned out."

"O-Oh..." she stood there frozen. Sugawara's words just made her mind race even more as she recalled her beating the four boys.

"ItaughtthemhowtofightandthenwesparedandthenIbeatthem!" she said in one breath, summarizing how she taught them and then fought.

"Uh- what?"

"F/n-chan!" another voice chimed in, this time belonging to Nishinoya.

"Can you teach us how to fight too, sensei?" Tanaka kneeled.

"Yes, sensei. Please teach us!" Nishinoya kneeled beside his friend.

"Count me in, sensei!" Yamamoto kneeled along.

'Why are people calling me sensei now?!? This is so stressful.'

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F/n sat between Kiyoko and Yachi in the moving bus, her eyes following word after word of the hard-covered book.

The boys were exhausted, a majority of them sleeping, namely Tanaka, Nishinoya and Hinata who were snoring soundly.

Maybe it was an exhausting day. Yachi even leaned over her shoulders, sleeping and Kiyoko took the window seat to lean her head against the window.

F/n wasn't tired, however. She was thinking. Thinking while half-heartedly reading her book.

She needed to get back home. She had to. She couldn't stay here forever. This isn't where she came from. Heck, this place doesn't even have one of the main things they had, a quirk.

The only problem is: How does she get back home? And how will her newly found friends react to her going back home?

Which probably made her have two problems, now that she thought about it.

One thing for sure, though, she hoped that they could understand her going back home.

[ e d i t e d ]

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