Our New Home

                                    

                                          
Most of her life was in boxes now, and Mina honestly wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about the fact. Excited? Nervous? Terrified, or happy? Her room had never looked so barren, and just about everything essential was in boxes now. Most of the walls now no longer had any posters or photos on them. There wasn't anything colourful or... Really Mina, left in the room anymore.
                          
It was her room, and it was always going to be her room – No matter how much Mara insisted that he was going to claim it when she left – Yet it felt so alien to her now.
                          
She wanted to leave. She had fought to leave, and because of Izuku, she was now able to leave.
                          
But she couldn't help but feel sad about it.
                          
Which was normal, she supposed. Anyone who was leaving home for the first time was bound to feel at least a bit upset. This was where she had grown up after all, and had spent a lot of her life. This room was her own space in this house. This house where her family was.
                          
Feeling this way was impossible to avoid.
                          
"This is the last box, Mina." On the balcony outside her room, Izuku had been assisting her in moving everything out, and packing it all into the moving trucks Yuuei had sent. "Are you coming?"
                          
She'd just taken a moment to look back on her room, to take one final glance before she left and returned whenever she got the chance to. This certainly wasn't going to be the last time that she ever saw this place again. Not by a long shot. She was certain that she was going to visit all the time. Get chances to spend the night in her own bed again. Torment, and be tormented by her siblings. Deal with the messes that her parents got themselves into.
                          
She wasn't leaving forever...
                          
But still.
                          
"Mina?" Izuku poked his head through the door, and noticed her. It took him a couple of seconds, but he seemed to realize what she was doing. He immediately took a step back and took a sharp intake through his clenched teeth. "O-Oh. Sorry. I... Do you need a moment?"
                          
Izuku was going to be at Yuuei, and he was the reason that she was even getting to leave this place. She should be happier about it. To not be, after Izuku had spoken so fiercely for her, and done what he had done for her... To not be happy, to not be exited, it felt wrong, almost. Like she was just being so incredibly selfish that she didn't even have the words to describe it.
                          
The pair of them had spent the night here, and while falling asleep, Mina hadn't felt any of this feeling of apprehension, or emotional murkiness. Come morning though, she was in a different mood. A different frame of mind. A... She didn't know.
                          
She just.... Needed a minute. "Yeah, Izu. I'll be down in a bit."
                          
Her boyfriend gave her a soft smile, and left, making his way down the stairs with the final box full of stuff. If there was one thing that Izuku was, it was understanding, and Mina couldn't help but be grateful to him and everything that he did for her, all the time. She probably owed him more than she ever owed anyone in her life. He was a good guy, and nothing was ever going to convince her otherwise. She loved the guy, after all.
                          
Now she was going to get to live in the same building as him. She should be happy. Nothing but happy and excited.
                          
A small sigh escaped her lips though. She wasn't. Well, she was happy about it. But she wasn't. And that made her feel bad. But excited. She didn't know. At this point, she wasn't even making any sense anymore, and didn't know what she felt.
                          
Was feeling a pang of sadness here selfish? Or was she just really overthinking things?
                          
"Yo, Pinky, we're all set." Micha's voice.