Spacetime Anomaly: MHA Fanfic

Chapter 6.4: Exam Day Conclusion

"To think a powerhouse would actually be a fan," Recovery Girl didn't deny Izuku. She even faintly covered her mouth to conceal her chuckling. She had seen his absurd combat potential as well as his healing skills. But it was beyond rare for someone with such a powerful offensive Quirk to idolize healers like herself. Even among pro heroes, Recovery Girl was barely a recognizable figure. The only reason for her slight fame was all the thanks the pros gave her whenever they sustained a heavy injury. Only because her Healing Quirk was as overpowered as some of the top-ranked pros did she get any love as a Healing type Pro Hero.

"Ah!" Izuku's over-analytical mind suddenly realized that if Recovery Girl was here, there was a good to decent chance she was here to do what he had been doing; treating the injured. The last thing Izuku wanted was to leave a bad first impression on one of his favorite pro heroes, so he quickly pulled out his phone and presented some photos of his credentials as she pleaded, "Ms. Recovery Girl, I swear I was only doing what I thought was right! See? These are pictures of my Degrees and my M.D." As shock descended on the wizened face of the Youthful Heroine, Izuku began to panic, "Please don't tell me I've been disqualified for treating people under your jurisdiction..." Despite his fanboyism being toned down to the point of almost complete rehabilitation, Izuku couldn't help but out of character towards certain pro heroes — especially the healers like Recovery Girl.

Eventually, Recovery Girl managed to regather her bearings. She looked at Izuku up and down with an inquisitive look in her eyes before she finally muttered, "Damn, now I owe that old fool five-thousand yen..."

"What?" Izuku couldn't comprehend the meaning behind her words. Had she made a bet about him with someone earlier?

"Right, you might know him as Old Take, but that old geezer and I have been long term friends. He'd been talking about you like his own grandson for the past couple months, practically bragging about how amazing you were. So when he finally let it be known that you were going to try out today, we made a little bet. Needless to say, from what little I've seen and talked to you, the old man wasn't kidding one bit about your accomplishments, sonny. "

"You know Old Take!?" Izuku was nonplussed.

"Sorry, sonny, but I can't spend too much time reminiscing about the past as I'd liked. I need to check up on the others in the other six sites." Though Recovery Girl ended things here, as she walked away she didn't forget to reassure Izuku by saying, "And don't be too worried about the fact that you healed several of the examinees. It was all in good spirit and you're more than qualified to act at your own discretion. Besides, it's not like you were doing surgery or anything..."

When Recovery Girl finally left his sight, Izuku thought he should be leaving as well. After all, the practical was over and he had already done everything there was to do here. He turned around and found the same pinked-girl he had first healed after taking out the 0-pointer smiling at him.

Seeing Izuku unsure of how to react, the girl took the reigns as she said, "You plan on leaving now?"

"Right..." It was unsettling, how little this odd exchanged bothered Izuku, but since he couldn't detect even a trace of malice from the girl's ever-positive disposition, he simply nodded.

The girl seemed to be the personification of the word "social," as she had zero reservations jumping with glee and even approaching 'too' close to Izuku as she followed him to their bus. Along the way, she kept their exchange from dying as she asked, "So, Mister Spacetime Hero, what's your name?"

"Izuku Midoriya," Izuku sighed. Rarely did anyone engage him in conversation. Those that did typically consisted of worried family members of the patients at the Old Take's clinic or some of the university staff. In the c.u.mulative twenty-five or so years he had been aware of, the last he could remember an actual peer of his age talking to him like this was back before he found out he was Quirkless in his first life.

"My name's Mina Ashido, but you can call me Mina; my hero~" She playfully winked at him, not at all concerned about whether or not the ambiguous connotations her words might bring the boy disillusions.

"Mhmm, Mina-san," Izuku didn't even think about romance at this moment. He was always thinking too deeply and he logically deduced that there was no way a stranger would make a move on him. He was used to psychologically evaluating people from his training as a doctor, so the energetic and coy personality she had displayed was understood to be all in hearty good-natured fun.

"Say, did you need me to heal some other hidden injury or something? I kind of noticed you've been following me around," Izuku deadpanned. He couldn't think of any other reason anyone would want to follow him.

"What? No! You already healed me with that epic spacetime power~" Her golden eyes shined with peerless incandescence as she recalled the rest of Izuku's absurd abilities.

"Oh? Then, why have you been following me?" Though not as shocked as he was to see Recovery Girl live and in the flesh, Izuku was more than a bit shaken up to learn that Mina wasn't out to seek his assistance. What else could she possibly want? At times like this, the effects of being isolated from her peers left him sometimes less competent than a child, despite being possessing a gifted mind and an unwavering will.

"I just wanted to get to know you better," She shamelessly declared, successfully getting Izuku's eyebrows to rise in the process. She continued, "I mean, you seem like a cool guy! You have that cool power and are nice to everyone."

"You… think I'm cool?" It was only now that Izuku finally thought about how his powers might be seen by others. As he had been developing them over the years he had grown indifferent towards their impression factor. In the same vein that All Might probably wasn't impressed with his power — his borrowed, transferred and foreign power… — Izuku naturally wouldn't be perpetually impressed with his Spacetime Manipulation abilities. Satisfied with their growth and what he could achieve with them, perhaps; but certainly not impressed.

"Dude..." Mina grew the most serious Izuku had seen her thus far in their short time together, before she beamed and practically yelled, "You friggin took out the 0-pointer with a single hit! That's crazy!"

With Izuku slowly learning how to socialize, albeit, at a painful snail's pace, Mina continued to lead him in conversation until they reached the point where they would have to separate to go home. It surprised Izuku how much he could talk, under specific conditions, and he was almost sad to see the experience end. Fortunately, Mina wasn't as short-sighted as he was when it came to social exchange, and before the two finally decided to end their time together on the day of the practical, Mina suggested they exchange phone numbers. Izuku wished Mina good luck on getting into U.A. with him, as even though he wasn't egotistical, it was clear to everyone that he would pass; probably with the highest score, too.

For the next couple days, whenever time allowed it, Izuku would engage in texting; though only with Mina's prompt. It would take many weeks, months, and potentially years, for him to become socially competent if not longer as Izuku had no intention of stopping with his weekly routine of training and volunteering.