After that little disaster, Inko decided on having her lunch outside. To get away from everyone that was in the cafeteria and of course, to get away from Toshinori. It had seemed that it wasn't just her trying to avoid him but he had done everything he could to avoid her it seems. Did the guy really hate her or did he hate her?
Mixed signals.
Shaking her head, the young woman figured that maybe this was the best. Maybe it was best that she forget about Toshinori. After all, he hasn't really done anything other than hurt her in some way or another. It made her sigh as she thought about such a thing. Looking up at the sky through the trees, the young woman knew that lunch right now was rather peaceful.
Though she missed her friend.
Shouko had to try to find a new route every day as she was trying to hide from Hizashi while at the same time trying to find out who was leaving her those treats. It had started to bother the raven haired young woman about who it could be that was leaving her all of those treats, but at the same time she would come up empty handed as she would find no one.
It just seemed that even Shouko was getting a little impatient about who it was that she was to meet. About who was sending her those amazing treats and gifts and cards that it bothered her. Inko sighed softly as she pulled her knees to her chest, trying to think on what she was to do. What she could do to help her friend though wasn't sure what it was that she could do to help her friend out with this. Though, she also couldn't help but think about Hizashi the more she thought about the fact that the guy did ask Shouko out almost every day even if it was only to have the raven haired woman join him for lunch.
She thought back to when Hizashi thanked her for speaking up for Shouko when their classmates were saying such nasty things about the girl in question. How he blushed when Inko asked if the blonde liked Shouko, if he had a crush on her. It made her think that maybe he did, but had no way to really just outright ask Shouko out or he was holding himself back on purpose.
Inko just sighed softly, no matter what she just couldn't think of everything clearly. It just seemed as if everything was going against them one way or another and she felt like she was trapped. Trapped like a cornered animal that was trying to fight for its freedom. What was she to do?
Resting her knees on her knees, the young woman tried to think. Tried to think of a way to help her through the rest of the year. There had to be something, anything that she could do though again she wasn't sure what that would be.
"Inko?" came Shouko's voice, causing the girl in question to look up and see her friend with her usual tired face. Inko couldn't help but smile at her friend as the raven haired woman sat down and let out a soft sigh. Why did it sound like a sigh of relief? "Sorry, I was having a little trouble trying to avoid Hizashi, it was as if he knew where I was going to go." Shouko said with a sigh before laying on the grass.
Inko frowned a little at that, "You should give him a chance." Inko calmly said before sipping at her juice and handing one to Shouko who tiredly accepted it.
"Not right now no I don't. I'm more focused on trying to keep Yagi away from you. He's friends with him Inko, if anything he may be behind it as well." Inko frowned a little more at that. She hadn't thought of that as a possibility but he didn't seem like a bad guy. In fact, he seemed rather sincere enough when he thanked her for sticking up for Shouko.
That wasn't fake, she knew that better than anyone.
Shaking her head, the young woman calmly said "I highly doubt that he's in on it." Laying on the grass, both of them looking up at the sky as she let out a soft sigh of content. "I've spoken to him before, it was before you came into class and he seemed really nice."
"What did he ask you?"
"Nothing, he just wanted to thank me for speaking my mind against everyone in the class for when they were speaking poorly of you." Inko calmly answered before just staring up at the sky once again. Honestly, she just wanted to be able to enjoy her time living her life but now here she was trying to hide away from the man that was tormenting her some way or another. What was she to do? It just seemed that everything was against her and she knew that it wasn't going to get better.
At least, that was the part of her that she hated about herself kept telling her. A part of her that she hadn't even told Shouko. That she was worthless and that no one would care about her. That Toshinori knew about that and was using it to his advantage and was going to make sure that he made her life a living hell. That he would make sure that she would want to leave the school and never come back.
But she had to make sure that she never gave in to that voice. Never wanting to give into that voice out of fear as to what the voice would want her to do. It had her scared that much was for sure though she knew that she had to stay strong. For her family, for her friends well, in this case friend as Shouko was her only friend right now.
"Inko, you okay?" asked Shouko, causing the green haired woman to snap herself out of her dark thoughts. "You looked a little pale there."
"I'm fine…" Inko lied, really she wasn't sure what it was that she was feeling. It just seemed as if her dark thoughts had managed to pull her into the darkest part of her heart for a brief moment. It wasn't that she was at a dangerous part where her mind was telling her to kill herself. (If that happened, Inko would have had herself admitted for help before anything else) And of course, Shouko would have chided her for such a thing but now?
Inko just didn't know what to do.
Letting out a soft sigh, the young woman looked over at Shouko as she asked "How about we go to the park? I bet we could use some time to unwind." Inko grinned a little, hoping that would put her friend at ease.
Shouko frowned a little as she stared at her friend. Though it seemed that she would go along with it as she sighed softly and nodded her head. "Alright, I need to get Miyu out anyway."
"What? Miyu's a cat though."
"I know, I'm trying to get her to be an outdoor cat as well as indoor." Shouko said with a small smile, causing Inko to giggle a little. Yup, Shouko was a strange one but she wouldn't change her friend in anyway.
After lunch, Inko had made her way to her art class for the day and couldn't help but sigh in content. It was rather nice that she could do something that would help her relax. If it wasn't singing, it was art. She had taken a lot of practice to get where she was at right now. Looking up, she listened to the teacher as she spoke. If Inko remembered right, her quirk was that she could bring any of her paintings to life in a sense, with her ink that was mixed with her blood.
Inko couldn't remember her hero name.
"Okay class, today I want you to try to paint something from your childhood. Just some memory that you have some kind of fondness just remembering the memory itself."
Inko could do that. Though it was trying to think of the one memory that brought her a sense of peace. Closing her eyes, she had her hands folded on her lap as she tried to picture one memory that brought her a sense of peace, that made her feel happy and proud of herself.
A flash of memory flashed in her mind. A little boy with shaggy blonde hair and bright blue eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks as he was being abused by the other children their age. She could remember seeing how scared the little boy was, how hurt he was when she saw the blood that came from a cut on his forehead. In all honesty, that had bothered Inko more than anything in the world.
It was because of that day, that she decided to be a hero. Opening her eyes, she started to sketch out the memory. She could still remember bits and pieces of what the boy looked like, but other details she couldn't seem to recall. She even remembered the handkerchief that she had given him. That was something that she hadn't gotten back, as he had just seemed to have disappeared.
It just seemed rather odd, it was as if the boy never existed, as if he was nothing more than a figment of her imagination. Inko couldn't help but be curious, if he was real, where was he? What happened to that quirkless boy? Was he even still alive or had something terrible happened to him? It had her so curious, but at the same time it also had her worried.
Maybe he was only just a figment of her imagination. Why else would he have just vanished without a trace? Unless he had moved away but she had recalled him being in her class for a few months and everyone had bullied him. All because, he possessed no quirk and that was what disgusted her. She had done all she could to keep them away with the name callings…
Yet, when it got to them physically hurting him? That was where Inko had drawn the line that she had to stop them from hurting him. She had made her way over toward those children and when she saw them throwing that rock at him. Her quirk had just activated on her without her meaning too.
Before, her quirk was just an attraction of small objects to her but, it seemed in that moment, her own anger had forced her quirk to evolve in some way. She felt so much anger at her classmates, so much hate that she wanted to make them stop their assault toward the quirkless boy. Her quirk changed from attraction to normal telekinesis.
At first, she hadn't figured it out that her quirk had changed. It was as if it had already been a part of her. As if it had always been like this, that she always had a powerful quirk, it just worked with her thoughts. Her desires to protect just crept up on her and acted without thinking. Her quirk activated and latched onto the rock that would have hurt the boy.
Throwing it back almost felt like second nature to her that was a feeling that she would never forget, though she just hoped that she hadn't hurt the other boy too much when she threw it back. Though lifting those other stones from the ground when they were going to go and rush her, she couldn't help but feel anger when they had tried to attack her back then. Of course, her threat worked as they backed off when she had used her quirk and they went running for the hills.
Inko sighed softly as she looked back at the drawing. Without even thinking, she had added more to it. It was a drawing of her, and the boy as she was patching him up.
"Wonderful Inko!" shouted the teacher, causing the green haired woman to jump from her seat a little as she looked over at her teacher. "I can see just how much tender and care you placed in this sketch. Mind telling me the reason for it?" asked her teacher.
"Uh… well, this is the reason why I want to be a rescue hero. I helped a boy in my class and, it was that day my quirk evolved from attraction of small objects to what it is now." Inko said softly, a faint blush on her face as she looked back at the drawing. "I don't know whatever happened to him after, but it had seemed as if he just disappeared after that." Inko couldn't help but sigh softly as she just seemed to gaze at the sketch, looking at the surprised yet awed expression on the boy's face.
It made her wonder why she remembered such an expression on him. Looking up, the young woman just smiled at her teacher as she said "I hope someday I find him again. I want to make sure that he's okay after that day. I know that, it's hard being quirkless, how everyone thinks that they are useless to everyone around them but…" Inko's gaze soften as she looked at the sketch. "They are just as important as anyone with powers. They help our community in their own way, regardless if it's in the police force or entertainment or anything in-between. I believe that they could do anything that they put their hearts too."
"That is very king of you Inko." The teacher said before patting the young woman's head and walked off. Inko blinked her green eyes in confusion before looking over and sighed softly. She wanted to hang this on her wall if she could keep this. Yet, she wasn't sure what she could do.
"Oh wonderful work Toshinori!" said the teacher, causing her to look over. Inko couldn't see Toshinori's expression, though he seemed to try to shrink in on himself a little. "Though I'm curious, what is this?"
"Uh… well, just something I remembered years ago. It was something that changed my life and I feel like I need to repay it back somehow but, just not sure what I can do about that yet." He said softly. Inko couldn't help but try to look over his shoulder, though it was hard to do so when he was so tall and broad. Yet, from what she could see, she noticed that it was well, best way to say it was an attempt at trying to draw two people. One helping the other but she couldn't tell what it was.
Turning her gaze to the tall blonde, she saw that he seemed to shrink in on himself a little more, as she saw that he tried to curl up in a little ball. Strange, didn't he like praise? Tilting her head a little to the side, the young woman wondered what kind of memory that he was trying to draw? Frowning, the young woman tried to think on the picture a little more but nothing came to mind.
Soon, she saw Toshinori straighten himself out and turned his head as he gazed at her. Blushing, the young woman looked away, feeling a little embarrassed at being caught. How did he know that she was watching him? Did he have some kind of sixth sense that had nothing to do with his quirk? Shaking her head, the young woman went back to her drawing, hoping that he forgot about her staring at him from afar.
God, what was wrong with her.
School was done for the day, and she couldn't help but think about everything. For the most part, class had gone out pretty well. Nothing bad happened and so far Toshinori had left her alone. For that she was grateful but at the same time she could help but wonder what she could do. There had to be something that she could do, some kind of peace offering or something that would get him to well… back off.
Sighing softly, the young woman was walking down the hall as she made her way over to her locker. Though she couldn't help but look around at everyone. Students chatting among themselves as they talked about their plans for the day before they'd have to meet their curfew for others or be up all night partying.
It made her think, maybe she should just use some time to herself to unwind and relax. Tilting her head a little, the young woman knew that maybe she should stick to what Shouko had suggested. A nice walk through the park would be what they both needed at this point. Though, honestly she didn't want to go home yet.
"Midoriya?" came a voice, causing the green haired woman to look over her shoulder and frowned a little as she saw Hizashi. He looked nervous, shifting his weight from side to side as he looked up down at the green haired woman and frowned a little in worry and concern. "I wanna talk to you about Toshinori."
"I don't want too. I'm sorry but I have to go." Inko was about to leave until Hizashi gently grabbed her wrist.
"Please, just hear me out and I promise I won't bother you about this again." Hizashi said, his voice sounding calm and cautious. It was as if he was afraid of upsetting her more than he was letting on. Inko looked over at him for a moment, trying to read him. His orange tinted glasses fell down his nose, allowing her to see his green eyes looking down at her and she saw that he was serious and kind. Nothing of malicious intention.
"Alright." Inko said with a sigh.
"Great, thank you." Hizashi said with a smile on his face. He let out a soft sigh for a moment before he gave her a kind look. "Look, I know you must think that Toshi is a bad guy but he isn't. He's nothing of anything but kind to people. Just give him a chance to prove himself to you that he is a good guy."
Inko just gave him a frown. He was trying to make Toshinori look like a good guy. Well, right now she was having a hard time trying to see that since he hadn't really done anything to show that he was a 'good guy' when really so far he has either avoided her or hurt her in some way or another. Lowering her gaze for a moment, the young woman let out a soft sigh as she looked up at Hizashi and was about to open her mouth to speak, until he held up his hands and stopped her.
"I get it, he hasn't really had a chance to show you the kind of guy he really is. But honestly, he is a good guy. Why else would he be here to be a hero of all things?" Hizashi said with a frown on his face. Okay, he had a point but that still didn't excuse him for what he had done so far.
Shaking her head, Inko looked up at Hizashi as she said "I'm sorry Hizashi, but he hasn't really proven himself to me yet that he is a good guy." Inko sighed softly as she ran her hand through her green locks and crossed her arms across her chest as she looked away and down at the hallway. So many students were swarming the halls, either trying to make their way out of the school or just chatting with their friends still.
Yet, as she gazed down the hall, she thought that she saw a mop of messy blonde locks. Was that Toshinori looking her way? If that was the case, why was that? "He's broken my arm, pretty much dumped all of his food from his tray on my head and now you are trying to talk to me and convince me against all of that, that he is a good guy?" Groaning, Inko covered her face with her hands before dragging them down her face as she gave him an angry look. "Until he can prove himself to me, I can't forgive him for that. Also, if you are trying to get Shouko to go out with you, even if it is just lunch maybe you should think of a different strategy than what you are doing."
Hizashi just seemed to stare at her with wide eyes before he let out a soft sigh. Scratching the back of his head as he gave her a frown and looked away. "Look, just please take my words to heart okay? I'm serious, he is a good guy, just misunderstood." With that, Hizashi started to walk away until he stopped and looked over his shoulder. "And, please don't tell Shouko anything about this okay? I… I want to try to show her I care in my own way." With that said, he started to walk off.
Blinking her green eyes, the young woman just groaned. Life was only getting more and more complicated as time went on. What was she to do? Honestly, she wanted to believe that he was a good person, but, after the tripping and food well, she wasn't sure if she could place her trust on the man. It just seemed as if there was no point in trying to believe Hizashi's words for his friend. It just didn't seem that it was going to help.
Sighing, the young woman groaned as she dug the heels of her palms into her eyes as she wanted to all but cry out her frustration. Not sure if she could even do such a thing while she was still at school, in the middle of the hallway. It would have been better if she was at home for this or alone with her friend but in the middle of the hall with a chance of Toshinori finding her? No, no way. She wouldn't allow herself to show that he was getting to her. There was no way that she could allow such a thing to happen.
"I really need to get away from him, from all of this." Inko whispered to herself, trying to think on what she should do so she can get away from him. From her troubles and everything that surrounded her lately. "Maybe I should just go and lay in bed. I'm sure Shouko would understand." She whispered to herself, not really sure what she was to do at home. Maybe some music would help her calm down and relax.
Yeah, that was something that she needed. Some nice and relaxing music that would help her to relax. That was always something that would help her calm down and relax, it always helped her to comfort her. Though, the young woman couldn't help but lower her hands from her eyes as she looked around, the sea of students had for the most part dulled down. Yet, as she looked she saw that Toshinori was still in the hall. Staring at her.
Eyes widening, she saw that Toshinori was just staring at her. His eyes seeming calm, yet there was a reflective sheen to his eyes. As if there was something building up within the blue depths, she could even see the electric charge to his blue orbs.
What was he trying to do?
Suddenly, he started to walk toward her. Inko, felt her eyes widening before she quickly grabbed her things and ran as quickly as she could out of the school. She had to get away, had to get away from this school as quickly as she could. Get away, and make sure that the blonde couldn't follow her home and hurt her more.
