Here is the next chapter. Sorry guys for making you wait. Been really busy these past few days. School-related.
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The whole cafeteria became silent like the day after the storm. Everybody stopped whatever it was they were doing when a loud noise echoed in the whole area. The students are all sharing the same expression on their faces. Shocked and petrified. Some are confused about what is going on at the moment. They all stared at the entrance of the cafeteria then at Sakura. This will end badly. Followed by the noise is the dropping of the tray on the floor, food had once again splattered. Bakugou could feel it. The stickiness of the food that lies on the back of his head. The impact of the tray almost caused him to stumble before he held his ground. Sero backed away from him with a frightened look on his face.
All of class A and B faced their way to Sakura. Izuku is now trembling with fear, his palms becoming clammy. Uraraka, Iida and the others' mouths are hanging wide open for a fly to lounge on. The somewhat serene atmosphere was covered with a dark looming aura. They really thought the pink-haired girl would back down when she didn't talk back to their explosive classmate. But they were dead wrong. They should've expected this coming after the previous encounter.
'She did it….she really did it…' Izuku thought to himself, wiping his hands on his pants.
Not too long, Bakugou slowly turned himself towards the culprit. His eyes and nose now flaring with rage and fury. Sakura straightens her stature, still staring as the blonde rotates himself. Not even flinching when his eyes locked with her emerald ones. Sakura is not afraid of him, not even a little bit. Sure his quirk is awesome and all but hers is better. She could pummel him to pieces if she's not aspiring to be a hero. He's so lucky. She raised both of her hands in the air, closing all eight fingers and leaving two middle fingers, forming a very clear message without saying a word. Tilting her head to the side with a cocky expression, she pulled out her tongue, mocking him. She knows this will piss him off even more. She knows he wanted her to be angry at him but he's not gonna get that. She knows very well that he's a hot-headed freak the moment she laid her eyes on him. She is also a hot-head on some occasions but he's on a different level. And she knows that at this exact moment, he's the one who's gonna bust.
"YOU FOREHEAD BITCH! YOU WANNA DIE?!"
Sakura smirked,
'heh, very predictable'
"I'M GONNA SKIN YOU ALIVE!" Bakugou crouched down, palms cracking with explosions. He looked like he's ready to pounce on her. She too, changed into her fighting position. Preparing herself for the upcoming confrontation. Body slightly bent down and tilted to the side, legs apart and her hands into fists. Her eyes never leaving the blonde since she threw the tray right at him. She's overly satisfied of the outcome. Triggering his anger bring happiness to her bones, knowing that she's not the only one with anger issues. It's good to know there's someone worse than her. Sakura waited for him to fly to her.
'Bring it, dandelion.'
"FOREHEEEAAAD!"
Explosions blared inside the cafeteria as the blonde sprang his body towards Sakura. All students swerved from his way, too scared to interfere. The pinkette readied her stance, pouring chakra into her fists, ready to punch him back right where he came from. And probably to oblivion.
'Closer….'
'Closer….'
'Close-'
Sakura blinked when the blonde suddenly stopped and fell to the ground. No. His explosions dissipated in his palms, but his face is still undoubtedly twisted in the most hideous way possible, showing how badly he wants to kill her. What she was saying is that someone stopped him. Bands wrapped around him. She peaked her head to the side and saw class 1-A's homeroom teacher, Shouta Aizawa. His hair stands upwards and his eyes are glowing red, which indicates that he's using his quirk. Erasure. He temporarily erased Bakugou's quirk while binding him with his capturing weapon that he uses as his scarf. Those bands sure are strong. However, his quirk requires him to not blink while using. Could be the reason why his eyes are dry. Sakura relaxes but still tense because she's aware that principal Nezu will have another visit in his office before this day ends. The worst part is sitting near the blonde freak, receiving another earful and breathing the same air. She could escape this situation just like before but she chose not to. It's better to solve this real quick and maybe avoid another feud between them which might turn out to be impossible.
Class A and B are relieved a teacher arrived but some students are disappointed. They were expecting an awesome fight. They wished Aizawa came a little late, even just for the first time. The man's never late despite sleeping inside the class. The pro-hero/homeroom teacher walks up to them, hand in his pocket while the other is holding his scarf. He looks pissed and so done with his job. Sakura completely understands that struggle. With a student like Bakugou, his appearance is becoming more terrible making people who don't know him mistaken him for a hobo in the streets. Everyone started to gather around them and whisper things that she had no business to listen to. Sakura looks down and sees her foe squirming through the bands, glaring daggers at her. Her eyes twitched in annoyance, then darted her eyes back to Aizawa. He exchanges glances between her and his wiggling student.
"What a surprise," he started, with boredom and sarcasm evident in his voice. "So stupid of us to think that you two would be all goody two shoes after one lecture in the office. Maybe community service would be an appropriate punishment." He then released Bakugou from the binding cloth. "Come with me." He gestured his finger to the two students. Bakugou scoffed and stomped to follow the pro-hero. Sakura just sighed and did the same. All eyes trailed their forms silently. When they have completely disappeared from the cafeteria, all pupils proceed to their usual routine as if nothing happened a while ago. However, their conversations are filled with a pink and pale blonde.
Both 1st year heroics class are still perplexed. They hadn't had a chance to finish their lunch when the bell rang, signaling that afternoon class is starting. They hurried back to their respectable classrooms.
Sakura and Bakugou are now sitting on a sofa a couple of feet apart beside each other to avoid another dispute. The pinkette is currently looking down at her hands on her lap. Her mind was occupied with a lot of things such as why does she have to be here when it was not even her fault to begin with. All she could do was sigh. On the other hand, the blonde is sitting like a king that got offended by a mere peasant. She could feel his occasional glances her way. She looked up ahead and saw mr. Aizawa, mr. Vlad and principal Nezu standing across from them. The furry principal is sitting at his office table. Sakura admits that their principal is cute and looks so soft but she knew better than to lay her hands on his silky fur. The two homeroom teachers are standing beside him with disappointment in their eyes. She bit her bottom lip and looked down again. She's used to that expression being targeted at her. From where she came from, there's plenty of them giving her that kind of look. She shook her head secretly .
'Not the time to think about that.'
Principal Nezu hops down from his chair and approaches the two troublemakers. He stopped a few feet in front of them and exchanged looks between them.
"I assumed you two are completely aware of why you're brought here again. " he clasped his hands behind his back. He has a sweet voice but still authoritative that enabled him to rule a whole academy of heroes. Bakugou scoffed but said nothing, he looked away. Principal Nezu turned his head to the pinkette after presuming that the blond would not talk.
"Haruno-kun, is it your fault this time?" her head snapped up at the question.
"No! I was minding my own business when this blonde prick right here launched my food tray in my face." She defended herself, motioning to Bakugou who kept gritting his teeth. Principal Nezu raised an eyebrow observing both of them are covered with some food contents. He took a sniff in the air.
'Smells delicious. As expected from Lunch Rush'
"And you took revenge by doing the same?"
"Yes. He deserved it tho."she mumbled the last part but with the principal's enhanced hearing, he heard it. He faced Bakugou.
"Bakugou-kun, would you like to say something?" the said blond's eye twitched in annoyance and looked down at him. He can't think of a reason why he did that. All he knows is that he's peeved by the rosette and just wanted to lash it out on her, thinking that maybe it would stop after he got his fill. But she's something else. No one dares to challenge him and worse, humiliate him in front of almost every student on this campus. He doesn't want humiliation, he wants respect and acknowledgment because of his superiority.
'And she fucking did the exact opposite'
"It's not my fault she's annoying and her forehead's shining all over the cafeteria, it's hard to walk by. The food tray served as her headpiece. If anything, you should thank me." He jeered which got him a death glare from the subject of his mockery. Sakura's really tempted to place her fist in his ugly face, to see if it could be uglier than before. However, his homeroom teacher did the job for her by binding him again with his scarf. He looks squished now.
"Watch your mouth. You're here to resolve the issue, not make it worse." The handsome hobo shook his head in disappointment. The blonde squirmed and grumbled something probably offensive so he tightened his cloth to shut him up. Vlad only sweated because of a student's behavior. Glad that he doesn't have an explosive student like him. Except maybe for Monoma. He's thankful that Kendo's able to do his job when he is not around. Principal Nezu signaled him to release his student in which he complied.
"Bakugou-kun, you know that as a striving hero, doing that to your fellow student with a nonsense reason is completely irrational. Your justification is absurd. Is that how you wanted to be no. 1?"he urged. He knew the blond's uttermost ambition to surpass Almight. He keeps declaring it loudly for everyone to hear.
"Tch.."
"And you Haruno-kun,"he gazed at the rosette who lifted her head and listened, "you said you wanted a smooth journey to graduation. Without conflict in your school record, but unfortunately you have encountered a very intense student particularly Bakugou resulting in you being brought here for the 2nd time."
'This is turning into more of a lecture' Sakura sweated and clenched her jaw. He's not lying though. She genuinely wanted an excellent record for future purposes but the gremlin is making it difficult for her to lay low in the eyes of trouble. Her temper and competence too. None of this would happen if she just stayed inside their classroom when the rest of her class were checking out class A.
"I have to be frank, becoming a hero is not an easy road. You have to expect that there are huge bumps to overcome before you could reach your destination. Each of you have to endure the challenges that this academy would bring, and that includes rivals. Moreover, there is no such thing as peace as long as evil exists." She snickered at that last statement. Sakura is aware that he meant a general concept but she couldn't help to think that he's pertaining to the gremlin beside her.
"For this occurrence, I will only give you a 2nd warning. I hope that there won't be a 3rd visit. Also, considering that none of the students were hurt. Even though you are entitled for suspension for using your quirk for a non-heroic act and without supervision."
"But I didn't use my quirk" Sakura contradicted, slightly happy that it would not affect her school record but still offended by the principal's last statement.
"Oh? But you were about to, didn't you?" there was malice in there. She could feel it. She hated to admit he's right. If mr. Aizawa didn't come, she would definitely use her quirk for self-defense. She just bit her lip in response. Principal Nezu nodded at the confirmation and decided to end this so they could all go back to their classes.
'But I still didn't use it'
"Alright, I guess that settles it, for now. You two may go."he gestured to the door. The only students in that room stood up and walked, putting a safe distance between them. Once Sakura was out followed by Bakugou, he was called by mr. Aizawa. He halted and turned his head back slightly to address his homeroom teacher.
"Try not to cause one more ruckus. Leave her be."
"Tch" that is his only response before proceeding to walk out from the office and also probably "talk" to the pinkette. However, when he finally got out and closed the door behind him, he was greeted by a silent hallway. No sign of the annoying girl. He couldn't even feel her presence in the air. He darted his head side to side to see if he could spot her.
Still no sign.
This got him just a little bit curious about her quirk. She did this to escape yesterday, and now she used it again, assuming that she sensed his intention even though he was told to avoid her a few seconds ago. Thinking about it, he didn't see her name in the entrance exam ranking. That could only mean she's a recommendation. Meaning she was recognized by her quirk. But what is it? His curiosity was raised. She seems to have a strength-related quirk, judging by her throw and impact. 'Heh. Lame.' Strengthening quirks are common. He could just blow her up. He decided to go back to his classroom, after cleaning off his hair from the stickiness. That led him to remember his bump that's still awe so painful. He placed his hand on it but immediately flinched when he felt a sharp sting.
'Damn, it still hurts. bitch hit the same spot twice.'
With a renewed bump on his head, his anger increased.
Sakura cleansed her hair in the girl's restroom. Her pink locks are stenched with soup condiments. It stinks and lingering in the air that she bets the teachers and the principal smelled it. While washing her hair on the sink, she thinks about what happened at the office. There's no way she would be on good terms with that brat. He's brash and oozing with arrogance. The way that he insulted her most insecuring feature is enough reason for her to dislike him forever.
"That insolent jerk."she gritted her teeth as she looked at herself in the mirror, examining her forehead. To her it looks normal because she sees it everyday but according to other people it's massive.
As much as she wants to torture him, she couldn't do that because just like what principal Nezu said, she determine to have a smooth path to graduation. Meaning, no reckless arguments and fights. Even though she's in a high-end academy, no matter what school she ends up going to, troubles are not allowed. No matter how irritating it is to deal with someone likeWhen she's done, she went back to their classroom and found her classmates cluttered all over the room. There's no teacher up front. She remembered that it was Vlad-sensei's period so it makes sense. All are occupied in their own conversations. Kendo took notice of her and rushed towards her asking if she's alright. Sakura reassured her and told her that the principal only gave them a warning. She sighed then dragged the pinkette to their seats. Almost all of her classmates also surrounded her once she sat down on her desk, asking the same question in which she repeated the same answer.
"You got him good, Sakura HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Monoma laughed hysterically that she could see the roof of his mouth. Sakura could only sweatdropped at his behavior. He really needs to have his brain checked. She inspected her uniform. The stain was hard to remove without detergent and the smell still lingers. Maybe she could change into her PE uniform if her teacher would allow it. Speaking of him, he came in from the door of the classroom….looking proud instead of disappointed which is strange. Upon his arrival, the whole class went back to their proper seats. Mr. Vlad walked up in the front, looked on her way and his proud smile widened. Realization came into the pinkette.
"What a fantastic job you did there, Haruno!" he exclaimed while giving her a thumbs up. Sakura again, sweatdropped.
Of course. She should've known that their homeroom teacher is proud and biased as fuccc towards his students. It's highly likely that there exists some faint rivalry between him and Mr. Aizawa. Having both of their students clash in the cafeteria and causing ruckus for the other students became a silent bet of who will win even though the class 1-A's homeroom teacher doesn't do pathetic bets like this. He probably implemented a self-declared bet.
The whole class erupts into a huge fit and shouts of cheers except Kendo who just sighed but still got that smiling face. Sakura just face-palmed and released a breath of exasperation. The cheering went for about a couple of seconds before diving in complete silence when Sakura snapped her pen with her fingers, implying that she's near her edge. She's alright with the first cheers but exaggerating it, especially after she almost stained her good record, she's not okay with that. Her dislike of loud things will surely cause her patience to run out. The noise decreased, then proceeded to the discussion within the remaining minutes.
Another day at school ends. All students are walking out of the campus, including the pinkette together with her friend Kendo. The sun's about to set and an orange tint surrounds Japan. The two friends were about to pass the gates when voices called out Sakura's name, causing them to halt and turn around to acknowledge whoever that is. They saw an approaching green-haired boy, a round-faced girl and the stiff class representative. They stopped at their front, panting. They probably chased after them. After recovering their breaths, the green-haired boy speaks first.
"A-ano, I'm Midoriya Izuku from class 1-A. I'm deeply apologizing for the deeds of Kaachan." He bowed his upper body close to his lower ones, showing how sincere he is. Sakura raised an eyebrow, confused with whoever that 'Kaachan' is. Sakura remembered him from the cafeteria. The one who keeps on apologizing. She was about to ask who but realizes that there's only one person who bothered her since yesterday.
'Kaachan, huh?' she repeated the pet name in her head. Smirking at the adorableness and probably will use it for emergency purposes. The round-faced girl talked next, stepping near her.
"I'm Uraraka Ochako, from class 1-A as well. We're very sorry for what Bakugou did to you."
Sakura also remembered her. She's the one who handed her a handkerchief that she just ignored because she was too occupied with the blonde gremlin. Next to step in is the guy with glasses and stiff posture 24/7.
"And I am Iida Tenya! The class representative of class 1-A offered my genuine apology!" he practically screamed at her face in which she cringed slightly.
"Bakugou's behavior was indeed unacceptable but still give you no right to-"
"It's alright, though I'm not sure why you're the ones apologizing instead of him?" She cut him off which left the boy to freeze, offended by being always cut off by his fellow students. Sero places top 1 by almost every time he scolds them, the tape hero always contradicts him, which is infuriating. The three were surprised by her question.
"Well, based on the weeks of being his classmate, he's surely not the type to apologize to anyone." Uraraka sweatdropped. The blonde would probably just scream at you to die before you can force an apology from him. He's the hot-head, stubborn type of guy. Sakura nodded, agreeing to her comment. It's completely obvious that he won't do that but she's grateful for his classmates to apologize for his wrongdoings.
"I think so too. Anyways, while I completely appreciate your sincere apologies," she started before sighing and then continuing with her message, "I too, have to apologize because I shouldn't have made the situation worse by getting revenge. I was in the wrong too, I'm sorry for causing trouble and disrupting your lunchtime."
The three smiled at her. They all understand where she was coming from. It's hard to maintain a composed stature with a ticking bomb as their classmate, one them being his childhood friend. All they need to have is long patience and everything should be fine. Sakura glanced at her friend and smiled.
"Ah, this is Kendo" she introduced her friend. The said girl grinned at the three and greeted them and they did the same genuinely.
"Anyways, what's up with that guy? Does he have some kind of mental disorder? He has targeted me twice in a row." Sakura added, still feeling sticky. She changed into her PE uniform just after mr. Vlad's class ends and her stained uniform is in her backpack, likely smothering the smell of food on her notebooks. What a drag.
Before the three could answer, a loud rough voice echoed near them, causing them to flinch. Sakura recognized that voice. That oh so irritating voice that sounds like a blender. Heck, a blender sounds better. She peaked behind the three and saw the angry face of the blonde gremlin, walking aggressively with the red-head guy. Words from Nezu repeated in her ears and she quickly turned around, grabbed Kendo's arm and said goodbye to Midoriya's group. Rushing outside the campus.
"OI!"
Bakugou spotted the three idiots talking to the pink haired bitch. Assumptions ran inside his head. What if they're talking about him? Were they underestimating him? Insulting him? That's gotta stop so he walked towards them with urgency. Kirishima was struggling to keep up with him. He saw forehead drag her friend away before he reached them. With that behavior, they were definitely talking about him. He glared at Midoriya.
"Deku! What the heck were you idiots talking about huh?! Were you stabbing me behind my back?!"
"N-not at all, Kaachan!"
"What did that bitch say about me?!"
"N-nothing! We j-just apolo-"
"Don't talk back to me!"
Kirishima, Iida and Uraraka just watched the event occurring in front of them. Their faces said it all. So done. They're used to the blonde's aggressiveness but they couldn't help but feel sorry for Midoriya. Aside from Kaminari, he is also the frequent target of their classmate. But now that Sakura was added to the list, she also had to face his rage. Luckily, the pinkette seems to be exerting some effort to avoid him after the office visit.
This has been a long day. A lot has happened and they're starting to get to know a certain someone well who might play a major role in their lives.
Bakugou and Kirishima are walking together towards the train station. The blonde couldn't stop thinking about the pink-haired girl. No he's not interested at all. She just annoys him. God knows how many times he said that in his head. However, his bullshit of friends are convinced he had something for her. Yes. Rage. Fury. She humiliated him in front of everybody and he would never forgive her for that. And right before she leaves with her friend. He could've sworn he saw her glance at him for one last time. Those irritating eyes. He wants to gogue them out of their sockets. Her eyes may look so intimidating but it would never bring him down.
'That little piece of crap. What did she say about me?'
Kirishima sensed his friend's darkening aura. He bet that he's thinking about that manly girl. Couldn't blame him. She did leave an impression. However, he didn't expect that they would come across her on the gates with his other classmates. They seemed to be getting along. On the backside of his head, he sort of wanted to know her as well. Her color palette says kawaii but she's really kowaii. He really did not expect that she would clash heads against Bakugou but she proved them all wrong. And that's what makes her interesting.
"Bakugou, you're exerting steam from your head. Chill out man." That earned him a glare and an earful.
"Shut up, shitty hair! I swear they were talking about me! Her glare said so!" the red head just sighed before replying.
"Maybe you saw wrong. Maybe her eyes just happened to land on you. No need to cause another fight."
"That glare was enough for a challenge"
"You always commented about her glare. It's not enough reason for you to go all out on her." Their bickering is starting to cause heads to turn towards them when they reach the station. To be honest, they looked like a couple who's about to break up because of a third party.
"Why are you defending her, shitty hair? Maybe it's you who has something for that bitch"
"What?! Where did you get that?" he was just trying to put some sense in his brain. Then he accused him just like that. Sure, Sakura's an amazing and manly woman but it was not in Kirishima's intention to date her.
They continued fighting for a couple more minutes until they ran out of breath and Kirishima gave up. Not after clearing out that he is not romantically interested in Sakura in a gentle and innocent manner. However, this just added fuel to the fire.
"I am not interested in her, alright? You can have h-"
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!? SHUT UUUP!"
Bakugou stomped angrily inside the bullet train once the doors slid open and Kirishima tailed him. They sat down in silence. The blonde plugged earbuds in his ear. It's completely obvious that he's pissed off. Their conversation went a little rigid that almost led to fist fight. The red-head fidget with his bag's zippers. Why did they fight about who can have the pinkette when she hardly ever pays attention to them. Except when they-Bakugou do something terrible to her. Kami, Kirishima felt really awful. The way that they talk about her, like he's offering her to his friend as if he owns her. Not manly at all. Bakugou on the other side was not having it. Why was he defending her? Shouldn't he side with him? He's the one being back stabbed.
As the train leads them to their station stop, the cabin is in complete silence because it's inappropriate to talk here loudly. Bakugou was the first one to go since he lives near the Shizuoka prefecture and Kirishima is just about outside of the said prefecture. The blonde didn't utter a word. He just stood up, carrying his bag and went off, leaving him behind. Now Kirishima felt more awful about himself. Tomorrow he'll try his best to make up with Bakugou.
While the red-head tries to gather his thoughts and things to say to his friend, someone nudged him on his knee, making him look up and saw emerald eyes staring into his red ones.
It's Sakura. With Kendo. But the orange-haired girl is preoccupied by the sicko Monoma Neito. He seems calm while talking to her but once he faces their class, it'll be a whole different personality. The two were a couple of feet away from them and the pinkette was actually the one who reached out to him. I mean, she nudged him. Now Kirishima is confused. Did she wait for Bakugou to go before approaching him? She's standing right in front of him. Hands clutching the handle and the other on her backpack strap. She discarded and changed her formal uniform into her PE one. She looks like a badass even just standing like that not gonna lie.
"Um…hi?"even though he was not the one to make the first contact, he felt that it's his responsibility to spike up a conversation since he's starting to feel a little uncomfortable with this staring contest. He might have understood Bakugou's side, just a little. Her stare is….
different.
Intimidating he might say but there's more to it.
But he's not gonna fight her or challenge her to anything. He wanted a friendly conversation because he believes that you can acquire great friendship if started by peace. It's his manly way.
The only problem is, she didn't even respond. She just kept staring that if he's Bakugou, he would've exploded by now. Kirishima kept his smile even though it's beginning to strain his lips that someone with sharp and perceptive eyes would notice it slightly twitching. The staring lasted for a few more seconds before she finally speaks. Or he wishes she stayed silent at all because,
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"Is that Dandelion your boyfriend?"
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*Silence*
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"…."
His smile dropped instantly the moment he heard that. What on earth is going on with people this day? Do people just assume that he's in a relationship with someone? What made them think that?
It took him a long time before he composed a sentence that would probably solve the confusion or just make it worse. He hopes it's the former. Because not only is he trying to fix things with his blonde friend and now he's trying to clear something to a pinkette who's brave enough to indirectly ask him if he's gay.
"W-what made you think that?" The stutter was a complete misdirection to what he's aiming for.
"You two were literally screaming about someone to what I am assuming is a third party? Dandelion got jealous over that person who's got your interest and told you to screw off." She shrugged. That was probably the longest sentence she'd ever said. Well this is the first time that they're having a chat so… but enough about that. There is a bigger issue.
"Y-you heard?!" he questioned in panic in which she replied with a nod of her head.
She fucking heard them?! So stupid, of course! She's right here in the same cabin. She was highly likely present during their bickering and before they went inside the train. Wait. Does that mean her classmates also heard it? NO!
"N-no! We are not arguing about a third party. It was just a misunderstanding!" he wanted to scream to show his stand on this one but they are inside the train and it's a little crowded. For now all he could do was whisper. Sakura raised a brow.
"Huh? Then what was it all about? I'm pretty sure I heard about a someone that caught your interest."
It was getting harder for Kirishima to defend himself and Bakugou. Because if this misunderstanding went off the radar of someone nosey enough and spread all these lies in UA, he would for sure and without a doubt, be dead meat when Bakugou finds out. But he knows that Sakura's not the type to spread rumors so somehow he trusts her but still, this is a mistake. The red-head tries to reason out with her without exposing that she's the subject of their previous argument back at the station in Musutafu. But all that came out from his mouth was nonsense blabbering.
He's fucking dead.
To spare him his last sanity, Sakura lets go of the handle and bends down at the level of his face. She stares at him as if calculating and reading his expressions. Kirishima is both confused and embarrassed but the latter is prevailing, causing his mind to shut down and making him want to jump off the train and die. This is an utterly ridiculous situation that could ruin everything between him and Bakugou. And he's failing to resolve it.
"Don't worry, I have heightened senses. No one heard this conversation except us. I know that you wanted to keep this out from eavesdroppers so.."
'no….'
"I will keep this just between us. Oh, and Dandelion."
'please no…'
"Just so you know, I support LGBTQ and you two are perfect for each other."
'NO!'
After that, the pinkette straightened her body and fixed her backpack then glanced at him again. Then she smiled and whispered something loud enough for him to hear.
"See you at school"
The train stopped. Sakura winked at him before going out and saying her goodbye to her fellow classmates. That was the moment when Kirishima finally gathered his words as he stood up abruptly to chase after the pinkette when the door suddenly closed, leaving him dreadful about the situation. He watched as Sakura's walking figure blurred and disappeared when the train began its journey to the next station. The red-head sloppily went back to his seat. His body suddenly became heavier with all this pressure. He needed to fix this immediately. But how? It's not like he had her number on his phone and he could just call her right now.
Wait.
He sprung up from his seat once again and looked at Kendo and Monoma's current position. They are still right there. All he had to do was gather up the courage to ask them for her number and feel if they might have heard about the argument and if they did, he won't have a choice but to tell them the half truth which is not telling Sakura's name then the problem was solved. He practiced his dialogue inside his head several times before approaching the two class B students. When they sensed him coming, their heads turned towards his direction. Confusion is visible on their faces. Kirishima stopped right between them and scratched his head in awkwardness.
"E-eto, may I please request for Sakura's phone number? I just have to tell her something. It's an emergency."
The two glanced at each other before turning their attention back to him. Monoma was the first one to speak.
"This is sudden. You are the friend of that Bakugou, right? Why would you be asking for her number? Are you trying to set her up?" as expected. Monoma would react that way. He's always cautious when it comes to students that belong from his class. However, Kendo was kind enough to address him properly.
"Stop it, Monoma, he already said it was an emergency. What is all about? Maybe we can help you." That is the last thing Kirishima wanted from them. All he wanted was Sakura's number.
"Um…It's sort of confidential.."
"…."
The two blinked. Monoma's suspicion is increasing. He is sure that there was no way that Kendo's going to give him Sakura's number. The guy's a walking red flag. Literally a red flag with that flaming spiky red hair.
"Oh, okay. I would."
Monoma snapped his head towards his class representative. Already judging her whole being. What is she thinking? It's completely obvious that there is a lingering bad intention coming from the class A student. She should've denied his request. Bakugou might have ordered him to befriend Sakura and crush her in the end. Not that she can't handle them but still, they are her classmates and Kendo is her friend. That counts as betrayal. Kirishima lit up with hope. Finally, his problems are gonna be solved.
"I would give it to you. But I don't have her number and she doesn't have a cellphone."
The red-head felt his hope was thrown out of the window and the earth crushing him even with his hardening quirk. Sakura doesn't have a cellphone of her own. Which means he's back to square one. And here he thought he was climbing the ladder. On the other hand, Monoma was both relieved and weirded out. Finding out that Sakura doesn't own a phone, shocks him to the bones. Heck he's confident that even villains own one. That might explain why she mostly spends her time in the library. Reading books.
"If it's really an emergency, we could help you out if you want?" Kendo offered, already worried about the red-head. Hero instincts kicking in. However, Kirishima politely rejected it. Saying that it was not that big of a deal and he will sort this out himself. The two class B students, although one is concerned and the other is suspicious, they let him go.
The train stopped at a station near the Kanagawa prefecture and it's Monoma's turn to go. He said goodbye to Kendo and left a glare directed at Kirishima's oblivious stature. The class A student muttered a thank you to the girl then headed towards his seat, leaving Kendo all by herself. They were both going to the same location as they both live in that area. Kirishima is all alone by himself again. With his thoughts. Once he cleared things out of Sakura, he's definitely sure that the same would happen with Bakugou.
All he could do was wait for tomorrow to arrive.
This chapter was edited since someone pointed out that Kirishima's home was too far away. I'm deeply sorry hahahahaha poor Kirishima. I've decided to place him somewhere near the shizuoka prefecture. Assuming that he moved there with his family or just by himself lol
Anyways Thank You!