( outfit and hair for the dinner
scene is in the media above )

just realized the song
"you should see me in a crown"
and "everything i wanted" by
billie eilish fits so well with
Tomomi as a whole.

I'm gonna add that to her
playlist on spotify.

speaking of which, if you
all want a link to her playlist,
be sure to inbox me for the
links. I have two playlists
for this book and i plan on
making one for her and momo.
( Coming soon!)

also like two chapters ago,
i called Mandalay "he" by accident.
My autocorrect decided to fuck with

also also, THIRTEEN WAS A
MALE IN THE MANGA AND THATS
WHAT I WAS GOING OFF ON THAT
PLEASE STOP COMMENTING ON THE
CHAPTER "ATTACK ON USJ" THAT
THEY ARE A GIRL I FREAKING KNOW
THEOR GENDER IS DIFFERENT
IN THE SHOW THAN THE MANGA

do not be a ghost reader please
i love you all and happy reading!

Aizawa and Tomomi spent the better half of training working on the mountain and fixing her aim on the first day. On the second, Tomomi and Shoto trained together. She wanted to show what she could do, with permission from Aizawa, and she wanted to teach him how to do it.

So there was a metal showerhead on the field and Tomomi set up a dummy a few feet away. For safety reasons, their area was a little further from the two classes. Tomomi didn't want to risk hurting anyone should this go terribly wrong.

Shoto turned on the water while Tomomi stuck out her hand, freezing the falling water in mid air, turning it into ice needles. Shoto watched with an amazed look as the cloud of ice needles floated and moved whenever his sister's fingers moved. As if it was her own personal army.

Tomomi turned to the dummy, narrowing her eyes at it. She took aim and flexed her two fingers towards the dummy, making the ice needles zoom past her in such great speed, it caused a small wind storm.

Shoto watched in awe as the needles shredded the dummy into pieces within a blink of an eye. Like it was a violent hailstorm.

Tomomi winced again, rubbing her wrist as a slight tinge of pain shot through her wrist. But nonetheless, she turned to Shoto with a smile on her face. "Mr.Aizawa taught me how to concetrate and freeze moving liquids. I think it will be most useful for us to know."

"Cool..." Shoto said, a small grin gracing his lips. "Tell me how to do that."

So the twins spent most of the day practicing that move. After a while and many many errors, Shoto was able to do the move but his wrist would hurt a little everytime he did it. Which Tomomi told him that it was normal.

But he was able to do it without fail this time. His was much more aggressive than hers but the attack was the same.

"You wanna try sword fighting again?" Tomomi said, stomping her feet on the ground, making a tall pillar of ice rise right next to her.

Shoto smirked, doing the same move as his own ice berg rose up behind them. "Still mad that I won last time?"

"You got lucky." She replied back, in the same cocky tone he used.

The twins punched their hands through the ice at the same time. They pulled out a katana made out of pure ice and began attacking each other. Their sparring gathered attention from the other students.

With every hit of their ice sculpted weapons, loud noises shards of ice flew everywhere.

"Wooow~" Mina gasped in awe, her eyes sparkled as the twins kept doing acrobatic movements. "So cool...."

"It's like the Sport's Festival all over again." Kendo said, also in awe of the twins.

She remembered watching their fight during the festival and even she was in pure awe of their fighting styles. They were attacking and fighting each other like they were enemies but not hard enough to damage each other severely.

Kendo had always been curious with the son and daughter of Endeavor ever since she heard who their father was and that they were attending on a reccommandation from the school. Which usually meant they were very special. Not many students were asked to join such a prestigious school so to find out that they were apart of that small percentage was both shocking and, at the same time, not that unexpected.

Given who their father is. Of course, they would be very strong.

After a hard's day of training, it was time for dinner. So the students all cleaned up and dressed more casually for dinner. Seeing as it was going to be held outside. But there was one problem ( or not)......

"You're making us cook?" Tomomi said, looking at Pixie Bob like the hero was an idiot of epic proportions.

"Yup, human ice cream machine!" Pixie-Bob said, as cheerful as she usually is. "Now, remember what I said yesterday? This is the only time we will be doing this for you."

Tomomi glowered at her a bit, not appreciating the comedic nickname at all. "Please don't call me that again."

"At least make your own food!" Ragdoll laughed girlishly. "You all look exhausted! But that doesn't mean you can't make any old sloppy cat food!"

"I'm beginning to think this is a prison and not a training camp." Shoto mumbled to his sister.

To which, she sighed, tossing her hair behind her as she crossed her arms. "Two days tops and we break out?"

Shoto thought about it for a second before answering her. "Mmmm....Too risky." He whispered, looking at the other students. "Too many witnesses."

"COME ON, TWINS! WE MUST MAKE THE BEST CURRY THIS WORLD WILL EVER KNOW!" Iida yelled at them from where the entire set up was.

The twins sighed simutaneously making the same bored expression right at the same time.

"Simpletons." They said in unison before walking over to them.

Bakugou was helping Sero and Kirishima set up the table while the others were gathering everything to cook when he paused to look at Tomomi. She was in the middle of fixing her hair.

He watched as she slowly gathered a good amount of her white hair on both sides, braiding both sides into two big and loose french braids, tying the rest in a low ponytail with a light blue scarf as a hair tie ( look in the media for the reference ). The red part was showing way more now.

She looked so beautiful, it was almost unreal to believe that not that long ago, he didn't even like the girl. And here he was....Thinking about her at night, when he woke up and admiring how pretty she was.

He had always thought she was pretty. Any fool would be blind if they didn't immediately notice how beautiful she is when meeting her for the first time. He could see why she was so popular with the boys in U.A.

Tomomi, though she didn't know it, had an effect on people. He didn't know if it were her glowing, ice like blue eyes or her sweet smile that traps everyone in but it some how worked on him. And now here he was, a fool in love. Like the rest of this school.

And as much as he wanted her to be his.....He couldn't find it in him to let him fall into that situation. Bakugou had a goal and that was to be a hero. The best hero. The number one hero.

Though he has come to terms that he is in love with Tomomi, his goals and pride stopped him from wanting to express that to her. Besides, someone lik her.....deserved better than what he could do for her.

"Bakubro." Kirishima brought him out of his thoughts.

Bakugou blinked, not even noticing that he was staring into space. Seeing as Tomomi has long moved on to talk to Momo and Jirou, who was helping with carrying everything they needed outside.

"You've been staring at her for about 3 minute and you haven't even uttered that many words to her since we got here yesterday." The red head says, placing mats on the table. "She's beginning to think something's wrong with you and she's worried."

"Hmph! what do you know?" Bakugou grumbled, resuming his task. There was a moment of silence between them before the ash blonde decided to speak to him. "Look....It's been complicated, okay?"

"What's so complicated about it, bro?" Kirishima asked, glad that he wanted to talk about this. "She makes you happy, right? What's wrong with being happy?"

"I can't be happy while working towards my goal." He replied, frowning at his own words. He pushed that uncertain feeling back as he talked again. "And love will only get in the way of that.....I can't have any distractions or I will lose sight of what I want. Besides....she can do way better than me, like I said."

Kirishima sighed in annoyance as he looked at his friend with a deadpanned look. He really wished that Bakugou could let himself relax and enjoy the little things in life. But he was super stubborn and prideful. Kirishima believed that those two traits will be his downfall.

"Look, I'm not...trying to tell you what to do or how to feel." Kirishima started carefully. "I just want to see you happy, man....You should tell her how you feel before something happens and it's too late...And you don't want to wait too late or you'll lose her.......Is being the best worth it when you lose the one you love?"

Bakugou paused as his red haired friend was finally done setting up the table. He watched as he walked away. Bakugou pursed his lips while Kirishima's words echoed in his head.

Is being the best worth it when you lose the one you love?

Was it really worth it? Of course, it was! He spent his entire life being told that he would be doing great things. Everyone told him that he was the best and that he will be the best. So much so that he began believing it. He began shaping himself into being what everyone told him he would be.

And he didn't want to let that go away. But....Nevermind, Kirishima didn't know what he was talking about.

With an inaudible sigh, Bakugou kept placing napkins on the table. Deciding to push away those thoughts for now. He had the rest of summer to decide if he wanted to tell her or not.

When Sero asked Bakugou to light the stove up, he clearly didn't think that through. Because when he did it, the stove exploded and they had to get a new one. This time, he asked Shoto to do it. Which he did, thankfully.

"What did we learn?" Tomomi asked, placing her hands on her hips, staring at Sero with a scolding look.

Sero sighed, bowing his head down like a child in trouble. "Remember that Bakugou makes things go boom and I should have asked Shoto first."

With a tiny smile, she pat the top of his head gingerly. "Good, you've learned your lesson."

After she walked away, Sero smiled slowly. He had gotten a pat on the head from Tomomi! Oh, Mineta and the rest were gonna be so jealous.

Tomomi went to help cook with the others. She was a decent cook. Not super skilled but she would survive on her own if she lived by herself. She just couldn't chop and mince vegetables properly. Or fast enough for a certain blonde kid, who was chopping up vegetables like he was a highly skilled chef.

But no matter, she was paying more attention to the onion she was supposed to cut amongst three others. Apparently, she wasn't cutting it right and it irritated Bakugou, who happened to be right next to her.

He kept peering at her cutting skills and it annoyed him because she wasn't fast enough and she was slicing it wrong. Because he was a perfectionist, he stopped his task to help her.

Tomomi was minding her business when she suddenly felt someone's chest on her back. Freezing, she paused as she looked down to see hands larger than hers cover both of her hands.

"You're doing it wrong, Frostbite." He mumbled to her, positioning her hand to hold the knife right and helping her hold the onion correctly with his other hand.

Blushing, Tomomi felt his arms around her and she realized just how warm his hold really was. His hands, though they looked rough, were actually very soft and a little hot on the palms. He also smelled really good.

Like cologne, nature and gardenias. It was a pleasant mix she will never forget, surely.

Bakugou guided her hands, making her slowly chop the onion. Teaching her how to do it properly. "You're supposed to cut the top and bottom, first." He mumbled, his voice seemingly getting huskier the lower his voice got. "Place your finger tips like this.....and hold it down so that it won't slip away."

Tomomi was caught in a mini daze as she looked at him over her shoulder. He looked so calm and concetrated. The sunset was shining just right on his face and Tomomi realized just how.....beautiful Bakugou truly was.

And it wasn't the physical part she was talking about. She was talking about all of the things they have talked about over the phone, the day they first hung out, everything. He truly was a beautiful person and she found it sad that he feels like he has to hide his true self behind a facade he puts up for everyone.

She wishes everyone saw Bakugou the same way she did. They wouldn't think he was this angry, tough, brute anymore if they saw what she sees.

Bakugou turned to see that she was staring at him. He felt himself stare into her eyes once they were locked. His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips and back. There was nothing he wanted more than to kiss her now.

His heart screamed at him to say something. Anything! He wanted to tell her how he loved her and have her be his. She fitted perfectly in his arms and there was nothing better than what he was looking at right now.

But.....

Bakugou cleared his throat, stepping away from her. "G-Get it right, dumbass," He stuttered out, beginning to walk away. "I won't be around to always help you with things like this..."

Tomomi looked as he walked away, looking very troubled with himself. It bothered her to know something was messing with him and she didn't know what it was, exactly. And it hurt her to think that maybe Bakugou didn't trust her like she believed he did.

While everyone was still eating or just talking, Tomomi walked into the forrest to clear her mind. She soon found a small creek with a rocky surface near the shore. The camp wasn't too far behind so she decided to sit on a big rock and reflect.

It seemed like everyday, it gets more and more bizzare. She looked out at the sunset, fiddling with her hands as she had a flashback play in her head. About the day before Touya was gone.

Little Tomomi walked by a seperate room in her home when she heard crying coming from the inside of it. Stopping, she slowly looked into the room's cracked door and saw her oldest brother in that room.

His bandaged arms were covering his crying face as he sat down on the floor. Tomomi, not fully understanding what was going on, slid the door open all the way and walked in.

"Touya?" She said, blinking as she tilted her head to the side. "Touya-niichan, are you sad?"

Touya shot his head up to see his baby sister standing in front of him with a curious and innocent look. Quickly wiping his tears away, Touya straightened his back. "T-Toto! What are you doing here? Dad could be angry that you're in here!"

"You were crying." She said, placing her small hands on his face. His mildly scarred face. She softly wiped a stray tear from his cheek.

"Do you like hugs?" She suddenly asked, smiling a little. "Fuyumi-neechan showed me this movie...Uh...I forgot the name but it had a snowman who likes warm hugs! And I learned that warm hugs fix everything~"

Touya smiled through his broken state, moving a hair out of her face. He really appreciated her innocence. Her smiles she still seemed to keep even at the worst of times.

"Tomomi." He said, pulling her into a gentle hug. Tomomi circled her little arms as best as she ould around his neck, snuggling in his shoulder.

".......Whatever happens..." He said, holding back a sob that threatened to escape. "Don't ever lose your light.....Please.....don't ever stop smiling."

"I won't stop smiling." Tomomi said, raising her head to look at him. All while flashing that innocent smile he loved so much. "If I smile enough, then everyone will be happy!"

Touya, holding back more tears, smiled sadly at her as he placed a kiss on her forehead, hugging her again. This time, he let the tears flow freely.

"I love you, Tomomi.......Thank you.....Thank you for always being the reason I still breathe...."

She had no idea that was the very last time she would ever see her brother ever again.

"Hey!" a voice made her come back to reality.

Tomomi looked behind her to see Kota standing a few feet away from her. He had an unsure expression but he also looked rather curious.

"Hello." She greeted, smiling kindly at him. Which made him blush and look away, in fears that she saw him act shy.

"W-What are you doing by yourself here?" He stuttered out aggressively, stuffing his hands in his shorts pocket.

"Just thinking." She said, looking back at the sunset.

Though silence fell in between them, she could feel his curiosity behind her. So she moved to the side a little, patting the space she left open. "Care to join me? Sunsets are rather peaceful to watch."

Kota looked at her with an unreadable look before deciding that he could trust her. So he walked down the small slope and towards the line of rocks near the water. He climbed up and sat right next to her and stayed silent for a while.

The silence wasn't awkward or anything. It was just silence. The only things that could be heard were the birds and the current of the creek. It was peaceful and calming.

"Do you want to know something?" Kota suddenly asked, looking at her.

Tomomi glanced at him from the corner of her eye, letting a small grin grace her lips. "Sure."

"You remind me of this character in a book Mandalay let me read." He said, remembering the book. "There was this girl....She was born from a god and she ruled over the northern winds and snow, like you....her name was...."

Kota began struggling with a name and the sight was too cute to Tomomi. The way his little face frowned and everything. But she let him try.

"Ummmm.....K-Kheonie or something?"

"Khione." She corrected calmly. "She is the goddess of snow. Greek Mythology."

"Yeah!" Kota said, smiling a little. "Khione. You remind me of her and....stuff."

He got shy again, looking away from her. Tomomi looked at him and smiled. "I noticed that you don't like Heroes."

"It's not just them." Kota said, bitterly. "Heroes and Villains.....giving each other stupid names and killing each other......Quirks and stuff....what good is that when you're gonna die anyway? You can't save everyone....."

By the way he spoke,