Fortune’s Favor

A/N: I have no idea what I'm doing so I'm making this up as I go.

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It's graduation day, yet, I feel the urge to crawl into bed and skip the whole day. Despite that feeling, I find myself sitting amongst my peers at the ceremony. 

Smiles lit up the faces of the students, their parents watching them with pride. I push down the feeling in my gut, taking a deep breath and focusing on the stage where announcements are being made. 

The man's lips moved but no words entered my ears. It wasn't like he'd be talking about anything interesting but it would've served as a distraction for me. 

In the corner of my eyes, I see Aido seated a few chairs away from me. As if sensing my gaze, he turned to face me, unable to hide his flinch and immediately sitting straight. His calm facade cracked easily. 

Granted, I was harsher than I'd been yesterday but they had it coming. His lackey is nowhere in sight, not that I really cared about him. 

For the rest of the event, I tried to focus on something, anything, to pass the time. Somehow, I failed in that endeavor, the low ringing in my ear that I'd ignored for a better part of the morning growing just a tad louder. 

Rather than going away, it stuck to me like a hapless child, constantly pestering me. I recognized the agitation in my body as my dislike for this whole event but as the hours ticked by I realized that I may be wrong. 

Gas bubbled in my stomach, or at least that's what I thought it was. It was only after a moment of careful inspection that I realized how wrong I was. 

Shooting off my seat, I hurried out of the venue and towards the bathroom, uncaring of the eyes on me. 

Barreling through the door, I barely notice that in the only one here. Everyone else's too occupied with the ceremony. 

Hunched over the sink, I felt it, the pool of energy that had failed me every time, bubbling within me. The ringing in my ears increased as the energy exploded. 

My throat filled up, bile and whatever food I had ingested earlier forced itself out of me. I would've cursed out if all that was leaving my mouth wasn't bile and waste. Not only was this farce of a quirk not working, it wanted to cause me more inconvenience. 

In the midst of my throwing up, my eyes peeled open, not knowing when I closed them in the first place. My eyes widened in the mirror at the sight that greeted me. 

Blue mist leaked from my eyes and mouth, into the air before dissipating. It went on for a few short seconds and I would've missed it if I had my eyes closed. 

What the hell? 

Amidst my confusion, I realized that I was done emptying my stomach of its content. The mist was gone and I was left hunched over a sink, my shirt stained in bile. 

Shit! With a frown, I hurriedly entered the stall, tearing out some toilet paper. To my dismay, my attempts to clean it didn't help. It seemed to make it even worse. 

As if today couldn't get any worse. Apparently, the surprises weren't over for the day. Seemingly reacting to my frustration, I felt the pool of energy, now more of a lake, burst through my fingers that held the clump of tissues which I was still rubbing against the stain in a fruitless attempt. 

It didn't seem so fruitless anymore as the stain came off entirely with the next wipe, causing me to freeze. 

The energy had receded from my hand. Instead, I could feel it in the clump of tissues in my hand, causing me to freeze in confusion. The quirk that had caused me so much heartache was actually doing something for once other than just sitting there?

Cautiously, I wiped the same clump against another stained area of my dressing, the stain and dirt coming off with barely any struggle. 

"What the hell?" I muttered under my breath. 

Xx-Xx-Xx 

I skipped the rest of the celebration and went back home. I had other things on my mind, namely; figuring out what the hell was happening to my quirk. 

All the way home, I tried to channel it through my body to strengthen myself but like before, it failed. I would have been more distraught if I didn't notice something else; I could actually grasp the energy this time. Easily at that!

Laying the clump of tissues on my table, it didn't take me long to guess what happened after I tried to use it to clean up some stubborn stains around the house. This energy my quirk produces can't be used to empower myself but it can be used to empower other objects. 

I wanted the tissue to be able to wipe off that stain and my quirk responded and made it possible for that to happen. 

That barely made sense but that was the only explanation I could think of at the moment. Quickly finding one of my old notebooks, I tear out a page. 

Pulling on that energy, I pushed it into the piece of paper but nothing happened. Trying again, I pushed energy into the paper, focusing on what I wanted it to do. 

This time, I felt it work, the paper hardening between my fingers. Trying to bend it, the sheet of paper now felt as tough as iron, unwilling to be bent by my physical strength.

Letting it drop to the floor, it fell through the air, landing with a thud, heavier than a sheet of paper should have been. Half an hour of imbuing random objects with my energy, told me enough to figure out what my quirk amounted to. 

It allowed me to imbue objects with my energy, granting them abnormal effects. The type of effect is equivalent to the amount of energy used. Minor effects use small amounts while stronger effects need a lot more energy. 

Despite how I'd spent the last half hour analyzing what I could do, the excitement in my eyes didn't die down. My seemingly useless quirk turned out to be not so useless. It only took eleven years. 

But that begs the question, why now? Of all times for this to happen, why today? And what caused it? These questions plagued my mind even as my excitement threatened to overwhelm it. 

I took solace in the fact that with this, I wouldn't be completely stranded during the physical exam. Against my will, my lips formed a smile. The first one that graced my face in a very long time. 

There's hope, no matter how small it looks.