After a few days passed, it was the day of the cultural festival. I got out of bed in a slow manner since I kinda didn't want to attend it. I wasn't doing anything fun like everyone else was, I was put backstage to deal with everything back there. I got ready in my everyday clothes which just happened to be my normal black skinny jeans and a black bomber jacket with a white band T-shirt underneath. I decided to change it up a little since I figured I should look a little more presentable than looking like I just crawled out of bed. I also found my matte dark red boots that complimented my shirt. I curled my hair, but I was too lazy so I ended up using a quirk to do the job. I was surprised how well it turned out. It looked like a professional did it. The curls were long and just perfect; if I were to describe it in one word, it would be picturesque.
Once I was ready, I sat my boots by the door and went to the sofa to wait for Aizawa and Yamda to get ready. Oddly, Aizawa was ready before Yamada. He went to the pantry door and stopped before opening it. "Hey, since Eri is able to go to the festival today, do you want to bring her to the school? We could all do it if you don't want to go alone."
I thought about it for a moment, "Sure, I'll pick her up. Where do you want me to bring here when I teleport to the school?"
He opened the pantry door as he said, "Mirio will be bringing her around the school since he won't be participating. You can meet him at the front gate." He paused as if he was thinking. "I guess that you don't have to teleport since you'll have plenty of time before your class does their thing, so you could just walk her from the hospital to the school...it's not that far."
I stood up as he walked into the pantry, "Alright, I suppose I better be going then. See ya later."
Just as I was about to enter the little hallway, he popped out of the kitchen and said quickly, "Think fast." before tossing two fruit pouches at me. "Give one to Eri if she hasn't had something to eat yet. The other one is for you since you are starting to look like you're getting thinner. Don't make me force food upon you."
I laid both of them on my left palm and stored them in my hand with the help of a storing quirk. "Alright." I said under my breath. I then began down the hall again, "Welp, later."
I went to the door and laced up my boots before leaving. Before I reached the car I decided that I was going to teleport to the hospital instead of walking there and wasting more time. Once I arrived, I walked in through the automatic opening doors. Since I knew where her room was, I didn't bother going up to the front desk. When I made it to her room, I knocked on the door before I entered. I then entered slowly, which she then noticed it was me and jumped out of bed.
I closed the door behind me as I smiled, "Ready to go?" She nodded her head excitedly. I tried to keep the smile up, "Alright, let's go." I said as I held out my hand.
"Are you going to use your teleporting quirk?" She asked as we stood in the hall as I closed the door behind us.
We then began walking, "Nope, we're going to walk there this morning since the students are setting up what they're doing as a class."
"Why aren't you helping your class?" she asked as we entered the elevator.
"I'm not doing anything important, so I was told to come pick you up." I replied. I then remembered something, "Have you eaten yet?" She shook her head. "Want something to eat then?" She shook her head again. "You sure?" I stopped walking as we made it to a bench on the sidewalk that was close to a little park, and removed my hand from her grasp to pull a fruit pouch out of my left hand. "You sure you don't want to eat? I'll have one with you." I suggested.
She took the pouch that I had in hand and looked at it. "What is it?"
"It's like applesauce..." I then pulled the other pouch out to look at it myself as I took a seat, which she then copied me, "I think?" I read it's contents and said, "Yep, that's what it is...want it?"

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Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)
FanfictionA teenage girl who has a troubled past has to become the number one hero in order to prove that she is not what her past makes her seem to be. So, what if I were to tell you that a hero has to save other people, but there is no one to save that hero...