2901 words!!! Yee! Okay so, I hope the part broken up at 'present' isn't too confusing. Enjoy!!(the update is me finally finding the picture I wanted. Sorry)
~Lisa

Hizashi’s POV

I smiled at the girls eager eyes as I hummed, thinking about the raven haired male. “He’s almost completely different from me, and I couldn’t believe he was my soulmate.” I commented fondly. “Let me take you back to when this was my school….” My mind drifted as I told the young (h/c) gal my story… Our story.

~Highschool yeet~

I was eager, ready to be amazing! It wasn’t hard, I’ve always known I’d shine! I was instantly making friends from my outgoing personality, which constantly reminded me that I was meant to be a hero. Yet there was a quiet kid in my class who didn’t seem to talk to anyone. I had made it my goal to see what this kid was looking for in a friend.
As I slowly closed the distance between us I couldn’t help the rush being around him gave me.

I had never gotten flowers or any pain, so I very well felt I didn’t have a soulmate. So it wasn’t like I was ruining any plans that were made for me, yet I did feel off, I mean, he’s a boy! I constantly reminded myself that it’s not that cool to be in love with a boy. (This is older times!) But I knew deep down I’ve always been made for breaking rules. I loved being around him, and I had finally made plans to tell him that he was all I needed. As I had planned it I was going to tell him after a study session. I quaked in my shoes as I sat by him, our homework close to being finished. My hand tightly held the poem I wrote him. But from my tremendous amount of shaking, I got a paper cut! I mean, a small little paper cut, and there it was. I watched him hiss as he grabbed his finger, a small flower growing from his finger. I gasped happily, jumping up.
“I am so sorry!” His tired eyes turned towards me and he said-

~Present~

“-Sorry? What for?” I squealed as Aizawa walked in on the story telling. “Lunch is almost over.” He gave me a small smile as (Y/n) gasped.

“You two are soulmates! That’s so cute!” She cupped her cheeks, squealing. I laughed, getting up to hug Aizawa.

“You don’t normally see me at lunch.” He nodded, yawning.

“I could tell you were talking about me. Also was informed there was a little miss (Y/n) (L/n) disturbing my students at lunch.” His eyes looked over at her, a small glare in them.

“In my defence they were rudely asking who I was when one of them knew! And I was just going to bring support items for a student!” He rolled his eyes and I puffed my cheeks out.

“She’s not the type to cause trouble!” His narrowed eyes looked at me.

“I was rude back though, sir.” I looked over, obviously shocked. “Something about her just…” Her nostrils flared as she thought about it. “I called her ‘highness’ and mocked that she was confessing to someone a bit… I’m sorry, I should know better..” Aizawa who had already made it back to the door scoffed.

“Don’t do it again.” With that he was out of the room. I looked back over at the usually bright girl, she looked like she came straight from a vintage photo with how drained she must have felt.

“Ah, you literally watched…” I trailed off, looking at her intently.

“He just jetted when I asked if he was my soulmate. You can’t just lie about a giant ass scar on your face!” I was taken aback from her outburst then smiled.

“Scar?” I asked, sauntering back over.

“..Fuck..” She groaned under her breath causing me to laugh. “It’s not funny! I get this weird ass feeling around him, but he gets weird causing me to act out. Why can’t he just realize that I want to help him?” She started crying by the end and I tilted my head. “He was madly abused as a child! I have so much proof of it! And I just want to help him, and kill whoever hurt him! Or at least bring them to justice…” I petted her hair awkwardly. Shoto being abused? Really…?

“Who was the one confessing?” I asked absentmindedly, deciding I’d keep an eye out and protect the nearly adopted student of mine.

“I dunno who she was. Just some raven haired goddess that anyone would be smitten with…” I nodded, noting instantly who she was.

“Go ahead and head home, you look beat for the day.” Her eyes widened.

“No! I can’t, school!” She protested and I chuckled.

“I’ll tell Nezu you were feeling emotionally drained! He’s very understanding.” She sighed and stood, walking out. I smiled and went up to greet the student’s that piled in after she left.

(Y/n)’s POV

I wasn’t really up for Hizashi telling Nezu of my condition so I made my way to his office. Once informed I could enter I smiled weakly at the principal.

“Hello Miss (L/n). What can I help you with?” I stopped, my voice catching in my throat.

“Could I maybe head home? I’m not feeling really plus ultra..” He looked at me ready to listen more. “I…” I sighed unable to word it. “I feel sad, and it’s not like me. I can’t focus on class, and I'm exhausted…” He smiled in understanding.

“See you tomorrow then! Find a nice coping mechanism.” I nodded, my eyes watering.

“Thank you sir!” I sniffled as I walked back out after bowing in gratitude. As I made my way through the barren halls to the exit I sighed, debating on walking the whole way or bussing like normal. I looked down and made my way to my house, deciding walking was better. I need this long silent walk… I took a deep breath through my nose before it twitched. I walked down the alley a bit and turned into a dog before making my way back out, I smelled the air and growled a bit, running some. It’s gonna rain soon… I barked, angry that I wasn’t going to be able to take the time to think like planned.

Right about the time I got inside, thunder cracked around me and I sighed heavily, panting, as I slid down my door. “Holy fuck, remind me to never run again.” I muttered, looking around. “Mom and dad must still be at work." Whenever moms working at her lab, their hours are pretty similar, but when she’s gone doing her digging and exploring, she doesn’t get to stay home for up to a week or two. But I always get to see her every other day, her quirk is teleporting after all.

I looked down at the bracelets covered in charms clearly made from bone. My dad's quirkless so he works a steady timed office job. We always joke about how I got his moms quirk, cause he didn’t get it. I smiled softly and drug myself to my room, setting my bag down and peeling off my jacket and other items. Face planting into the bed I let out a soft sigh. “My picture’s gone, and my day was terrible… Maybe a nap would do me some good.” I nodded to myself, suffocating my face in a plush pillow, before wrapping the blanket around me tightly, easily drifting off to sleep.

“Hey sweet girl~” I heard my mom coo in my ear causing me to stir and bury myself away from her. “You okay? You never sleep after school. And you didn’t answer our calls.” I rubbed my eye, fishing my phone from in the heap of my blanket, sighing at the amount of missed calls, seeing they had gotten home a little late.

“I’m sorry mama.” I whispered, rubbing my nose and cheek. She shook her head tutting.

“Tell me what happened, this isn’t like you.” Finally sitting up, I sighed thinking about earlier.

“Oh, nothing, just a rough day..” She sat down on my bed, looking at me.

“What made it a rough day? Were you bullied??” My eyes darted to my open door, I heaved a greater sigh as I noticed dad wasn’t there.

“No, I was a bully though…” Her eyebrows raised and I frowned carrying on. “So I had made some boots for that student I had been making other items for. When I went to deliver them to the teacher, he wasn’t in there, but some students were. And I got in the way of their grand coming out to each other crap and got a bit petty over it.”

“Is it because you had something happen this morning that made you think about your soulmate, then you got a little envious that you can’t find yours?” She tried to sprinkle light humor into the sentence, oh the irony that she didn’t know.

“No. Yes… Uh, I think I did find mine though. And… It wouldn’t be envy. He can get with whoever the hell he wants!” I balled my fist, anger coming over me. “First he ran, then he got awkward. And then I see a girl with him, and simultaneously find out he’s the student I’ve been making items for!” My mom snorted, her face lighting up.

“How darling it is to find that the world is like that. If you’d stop being a loner at school you’d have met him a while ago!”

“No.” My voice was low, dangerously low. “Kids make fun of me, say I’m some teacher's pet cause I try my hardest. They call me animal kingdom half the time, like that’s an insult.” I spat at my hands, I never actually told my parents about it. And I think it’s because saying it out loud made it true, when just ignoring it? I could play it off. “And I met him this morning at the bus stop. He picked me up and petted me while I was with Gammy.” My moms brows furrowed, and I clarified. “I was a cat, mom. A cat.”

“Maybe he’s shocked that he found a harmless cat that turned out to be a beautiful young girl, who just so happens to be his soulmate!” She tried reasoning, causing me to scoff.

“I don’t want to see him. Ever again! His beautiful hetero eyes, and the scar, it wasn’t even that bad looking. But because he’s so perfect looking, I find it hard to see him like me. We’ll just end up being those soulmates who are awkward distant friends.” She laughed heartily.

“Do you even remember how to get the flowers to stop? To keep from feeling their pain? You have to kiss them. And it’s normally that first kiss that draws your heart to theirs. But I hope whatever happens, works in your favor sweetheart… Your father and I are going to be shopping, make sure you’re up to help carry groceries in when we get back.” She had already stood and left my room by the time she finished her demand. I sighed, more worried now that she refreshed my mind.

Shoto’s POV

I went through the rest of my classes sharing little smiles with Momo, though from time to time the wallet sized photo that sat in my pocket crossed my mind. It was strange, meeting her and her intense reason to want to know when I got my scar worried me. My hand brushed the picture and I frowned. Then you ruined your shirt. What the fuck even triggered my quirk? I furrowed my brows, one thing was clear to me at least. I needed to tell my mom.

I gulped, running out of the room. If I get there soon I’ll have 2 hours till visiting hours end!

“Shoto?!” I stopped abruptly almost falling over as Momo had followed me out. I turned, my brow raised. “You seem in a hurry…” I nodded.

“I was going to see my mom while she has visiting hours.” Her face fell a bit. “Tomorrow I’ll spend after school with you! I’m just excited to tell my mom.” I wasn’t lying, she was the first thing I wanted to talk about.

“Oh..” She blushed. “I’ll see you tomorrow then!” I hugged her and turned to rush to the hospital.

Panting softly I entered into the hospital, smiling at the lady that sat in the front.
“Oh, hey Shoto! Surprise seeing you here. She’s in her room.” I nodded, walking to her room. I knocked gently, peeking in seeing my mom sitting by her window.

“Shoto?” Her gentle grey eyes lit up as she smiled. “Come in!” I opened the door more and walked over, sitting down with her.

“Hey mom.” I looked down a bit, smiling, before my gaze landed on her.

“Are you okay? You don’t normally come over during the school week…” I blushed a bit, her mother's intuition being something she had easily.

“I had some news and felt I had to come over and tell you.” She smiled welcomingly and I continued. “I have a girlfriend now! She’s so sweet and beautiful. And super smart, her name is Momo Yaoyorozu.” She smiled and moved her hand over, laying it on mine.

“Then why don’t you sound happy?” I blinked, smiling a bit, brow quirked.

“I am happy, why would you say that?” She frowned.

“Your smile doesn’t meet your eyes, maybe you are really happy.. But you must have something on your mind.” I sighed, my hand touching the picture.

“I met some… Girl this morning. And she instantly asked about my scar…” My mom grimaced, twisting her hand.

“I’m sorry……” I frowned, grabbing her hands.

“No mom! She wasn’t like, disgusted, but asking about when I got it. She was oddly insistent, then pulled out a picture… Of a younger girl that looked just like her. Her face had flowers on it…” My moms face held a mixture of emotions that I’m certain mine had this morning.

“Do you think she’s your… your soulmate?” I looked down, I hadn’t been quite sure. But my mom had only met her soulmate once, so she didn’t get to actually feel all that I had.

“Maybe? She gives me some really weird feelings and it seems she’s everywhere…. And earlier… my quirk went berserk. The shirt I’m wearing right now is fireproof cause mine burnt up! And she made the fricken thing! Then she barged into the room, interrupting Momo asking me out and she got really rude. Turns out she’s the student that had worked on my outfit… But why? Why do I have to deal with her? She’s annoying, rude as hell, she acts childish. She was a damn cat when I met her! But her paw on my cheek felt nice… And she’s kinda pretty. But that’s just her outside!” I regained my mental balance once I realized I was calling her pretty and stuff. Saved it. I laughed some.

“Maybe she is your soulmate… She showed you a picture?” I nodded, removing it from my pocket.

“She dropped it and because of my other meetings with her I hadn’t thought of giving it back..” My mom took the picture and looked at it, her eyes watering.

“She looks your age in that picture…. Look at how it rounds around her eye! I could never forget how your face looked... “ Her hand shook as she dropped the picture, starting to cry. “I can never forgive myself for what I did, and you had a soulmate that went through the pain too!” I looked down, scanning my memory, trying to find any time I had gone through pain or flowers.

“Mom, I don’t think I ha-” I cut myself off and sighed. “When I was 8 I woke up to some pain right about… here?” I pointed to my forearm. "I had flowers sprouting from there for about a week.. I forgot because father used that as an excuse to work harder.. How could I have forgotten about that? I didn’t see any scar on her? Then again she was in the school jacket…” I started mumbling, a habit I picked up from Midoriya.

“She hurt you? Was it intentional?” Rei looked at me, slightly upset that someone would hurt themself long enough to hurt for a week.

“Most likely not. And even so… We both were hurt enough by then, right?” My eyes dulled as I took in that information. I picked up the picture, looking at it. “It doesn’t matter. And don’t worry about my scar mom, I’ve told you it’s fine.. Behind us.” I stood and kissed her head. “I love you mom, I’ll see you later.” She looked at me worriedly, hugging me.

“Don’t, please don’t lose the chance to be with your beloved…” She whispered, most likely thinking about her now dead soulmate and her years of tourture from someone without one. I hugged her back, nodding.

“If she apologizes at all, and I get to know her, of course.” She let go and wiped her eyes, smiling painfully.

“I love you Shoto. Get home.” I nodded, opening her door.

“I love you too mom… Sleep well.” And with that I swiftly shut her door and made my way home in bitter thought.