Spiteful (trigger warning)

Part 3

A/n- Ok. this chapter will address drug culture in both Japan and the states. I've done my research and know what im talking for the most part. Im not saying im an expert but, i have lost a sister from drug abuse and know many people that use hardcore drugs. I live in Alabama and we have a serious heroin epidemic at the moment. So dont be coming for me in the comments. if you wish to discuss the issue or have questions on any of my opinions then i will be happy to explain myself. However, do not come at me with hostility. I am a very blunt person and will take the time to do more research just to be petty. That being said if you are rude to me then i will be rude to you.  

4 weeks later

It didn't take me long to figure out that Shoto and Endeavor had a bad relationship. I didn't exactly know why but i knew not to pry. Endeavor was hardly ever home and when he was shoto was somewhere else. I meet Natsuo, the white-haired baby in the pictures, he was super nice and funny. Fuyumi started taking me with her to run errands so i could be more familiar with the area. She also started teaching me to cook Asian cuisine and i return i taught her to cook some American food. i couldn't do much due to lack of supplies but i made it work. Shoto and i developed this kinda unspoken acquaintanceship. we would spare one another and go on walks together when we were bored. Today was Wednesday, May the 31st. The weather was clear and sunny so, Shoto and i were sparring in the courtyard. 

He threw some ice shards at me but i shattered them with energy a wave charging at him with an orb of F/C energy around my fist.

"You know I'm supposed to be moving into my own place on Friday," i say ducking to dodge a left hook.

"yea, are you excited?" he grunts absorbing a hit to the stomach 

"I guess. im gonna be there all alone. you gonna come visit me." he kicks my side 

"we're gonna see each other at school every day." He jumps back from me to avoid an orb of energy

"Aww, but i thought we were friends," i say in a teasing voice  

he stops fighting to push his hair out of his face "Is that what this is?" he asks breathing heavily 

"Is that sarcasm i hear?" i cross my arms over my  heaving chest

he shrugs and walks over to his water bottle "maybe."

"you suck." i push his shoulder "but seriously, you are the closest thing i have to a friend here. you gotta come and hang out with me." i sit down on the porch leading to the training room and drink some water

"i will, don't worry." he pushes my shoulder back. i rub my temples. suddenly having a headache.

"you ok?" shoto asks looking at me

"yea..fine just a little headache" i wave my hand

"do you want to stop training?"

"no, its a result of my quirk.if i use it to much my head hurts or my nose bleeds."

" oohh, i was wondering what your drawbacks were." he stands up "wanna get back to training?"

"yea." i stand up and get into position to start fighting again

Shoto attacks first throwing up a wall of ice on each side of us so my mobility is limited. i prepare for him to come at me. my head starts to hurt a little more but i ignore it and stay focused. he rushes toward me and throws a punch at me i block and counter with a high kick. we go back and forth a few times before shoto lands a hit to my side. i wince my head hurting a little more. He lands a few more hits on me. i begin to feel like i was having an anxiety attack.