The Analyst

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚢-𝚜𝚒𝚡: 𝙾𝚖𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚕

I laughed at a joke Mina told as we walked along the darkened streets of downtown Musutafu. Kirishima walked beside me to my left, Mina on my right.

"So a little birdy told me you helped Mirio with some of his classes the other day, (L/N)." Kirishima said, looking at me.

"Yeah, I did."

"Hey, no way! That's so cool!" Mina exclaimed, looking up at me with wide eyes.

"It was pretty cool." I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "They're all so talented, it's insane."

"Did you meet that Kasai kid? With the weight quirk?" Kirishima asked.

"I did! He was amazing in combat, using his quirk to fling himself around like that."

"I'm glad you liked him! He interned at my agency his first year, and I was really impressed with him." He informed me, smiling again.

"Hold on, back track, I'm still caught on the fact (Y/N) taught a class!" Mina exclaimed.

Kirishima and I laughed, and I looked down at Mina.

"It was a lot of fun, especially watching them spar. They put all they had into it. It was so inspiring!" I exclaimed.

"That's so awesome! I sometimes step in on classes at the USJ, but other than that I'm just a pro hero who's a model on the side." Mina said, adjusting the purse strap on her shoulder.

"Wait, you're a model?" I asked. This was news to me.

"Yeah, I'm an InstaGram model, haven't you seen my posts?" She asked.

"No, I've only been on InstaGram for about a month. I don't think I follow you." I said.

"Well that makes sense! I mostly just try and promote body positivity. Make other women feel good about their bodies." She smiled at me and heart melted a little bit.

"Mina, that's so awesome!" I exclaimed.

"What about here guys?" Kirishima said out of nowhere, pointing across from us.

He was pointing at the ramen place Bakugo took me the night we met.

"That place makes great food, I'm game."

"I'm in!" Mina lumped her fist in the air and I giggled at her antics.

We entered and sat down at an empty table. We ordered and I looked around, smelling the spices in the air. I could see the table Bakugo and I sat at, imagining how we must have looked from here. I chuckled when I realized that whoever was sitting here had the perfect view of Bakugo's face when I used his quirk.

"What's funny?" Kirishima asked, sticking out his tongue to feel around for his straw.

"When I met Bakugo, this is where he took me to eat. From here you have a perfect view of the table we sat at." I pointed to the table, which was empty today.

"Wait, Bakugo comes here?" Mina asked, looking shocked.

"Are you guys not supposed to know that?" I asked, making them both laugh.

"We used to drag him here all the time in high school." Mina told me, leaning forward with her chin in her hand. Her other hand played with a piece of her hair, twirling it around her finger.

"What was it he used to say? Something like 'This food is shit,' or something?" Kirishima asked, using a high pitched voice.

"'This food is shit! Why the hell did you bring me here, can they even cook back there?!'" Mina exclaimed, scrunching up her face and using a deep voice to mock the blonde.