Energy Deficiency

Chapter 1

Going to the mall was never a real pass time for me. I never enjoyed the rushed fun and crowded shops. It never really fit what my idea of fun was, however, today was the exception. I sighed as i waded through the crowds, one hand filled with bags and the other holding my phone. Monoma hung on my left side, his hands full of bags and clothes. He was murmuring about something, probably a girl if i had to guess. Honenuki stayed on my right, one hand shoved into his pocket wile the other rested lazily on the nape of his neck. They where unbothered by all this.

I let out a long drawn out sigh as we reached a clearing near the middle of the mall. My feet where aching from all the walking and i was weighed down by everything we had bought. It had been a long few hours, but the two i walked with didn't seem to be phased. They didn't seemed bothered by the loudness or the accidental touching. Damn these extroverts

"This seems like the best time to go get a bite" Honeniki said, lazily gesturing to the food court. It was relatively tame, with only a few small groups gathered in the sitting area. Monoma nodded in agreement, his eyes only momentarily leaving his phone. There was no way they where going to let me go. I huffed out my frustration and rolled my eyes. Honeniki must have noticed my obvious discomfort because he chuckled and threw his arm around me "Come on Shinso" He stated, his voice filled with fake excitement "This place has the Best soba! I know your hungry"

As much as i hate to admit it, he was right. All the walking had made me run up my appetite and my stomach admitted a faint ache. I looked at monoma, who was now looking at me, a sly smirk plastered on his stupid face. He knew damn well that i had nothing else to offer as an alternative and that I wouldn't say no to both of them. With that look, I knew I was doomed to deal with them for even longer.

The two of them ushered me into the seating area, Honeniki keeping me close to him, effectively cutting off any escape from him. I groaned as i was shoved into a seat. I grunted on impact, my bags landing gracefully under my chair. Luckily they didn't spill everywhere. The smell of freshly cooked food of all sorts hung thick in the air. The chatter grew louder, as though the addition of another person in this space made them feel the need to be heard.

It felt cramped in here, almost suffocating. My heart was racing a million miles an hour. It felt as though everyone was staring at me, judging me, villainizing me. I knew rationally that they weren't actually doing so, I knew I wasn't worth the energy they needed to actually do that, but my mind whispered the accusations anyway. My fingered tapped on the metal mesh of the table as I tried to push down the feeling of eyes burning into the back of my head. I cursed myself for letting my mind wander back to those thought. I had been doing so well today. I hadn't had a panic attack in almost two years, and now i felt as though i would start hyperventilating any second.

Monoma chucked, pulling me out of my thoughts. He was holding two bowls, one in each hand. Honeniki stood behind him, a concerned look plastered on his face as he scanned me up and down. I blushed when i realized why he looked like that. My leg stopped bouncing and i pulled my hand away from my hair, slowing the rhythm of my fingers wile i was at it. My face felt hot with embarrassment. I knew they knew about my fidgets, and I knew they knew about my crowd anxiety, but it still didn't keep me from feeling like a burden when I showed it.

"Thanks" I said quietly, taking a bowl out of Monoma hands and setting it in front of me. It smelt great. A smile fell onto my face as i let the smell of chicken stock and various spices waft into my face, melting away the anxiety that plagued my core. "This smells amazing" I stated as the two sat. Down beside me. They chuckled in quiet amusement and began to eat.

A loud bang erupted soon after, startling everyone in the food court into silence. Everyone looked over almost simultaneously, like in one of those old American comedies. I groaned as my eyes rested on the person, well, group of people, that had made the noise. Class 1As Idiots. Katsiki Bakugou, Ejirio Kirishima, Hanna Sero, And Worst of all. Denki Kaminari. It seemed as though the Bang came from Denki, who had been thrown to the ground by the group leader Bakugou. The other two where laughing at the predicament wile, Bakugo was screaming about god knows what. It didn't take long after analyzing the scene for the food court to come back to normal. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence for those idiots to cause a scene everywhere they went

"Looks like Boom Boom Boy and Pikachu are at it again" Monoma said casually, taking another bite of his soup. Honeiki nodded in silent agreement, a dumpling hanging out his mouth.i hummed in approval and went back to my soup, sipping it carefully as i snuck glances at the group of boys walking past us. They bumped and shoved each other as they walked. It was a wonder how they weren't kicked out of every shop in the place considering how they acted. "Im so glad we aren't like that" He said quietly, nudging his head towards them. I nodded quickly and flicked Honekikis elbow. He furrowed his eyebrow and slowly slipped his arm off the table. I hated when he didn't use his manners. He Scoft at me and scrunched up his nose in fake anger.

"Look" Someone said from the table next to us, making me glance over "All I'm saying is I'm not a power outlet." It was Pikachu. He seemed to be pleading his case to the group, who where all holding up the charging led of there phone chargers. I growled softly to myself as i watched the exchange, an unknown emotion bubbling up from the pit of my stomach. Soon enough the blond haired boy slouched in defeat, taking everyone's charging ports and placing each one onto a finger pad. Small sparks flickered and small pings came from each phone. "I hate you all" He said, pointing an accusing finger at each before they all broke out into a lighthearted laugh.

My heart skipped a beat as I watched him laugh, he looked carefree, happy, almost perfect. The way his face lit up with light hearted amusement made my heart thump. Why was he running around with these idiots. I felt my face heat up as I realized what I had just thought. How stupid was I. He was just like the rest of his gang, just a little prettier. The unknown feeling bubbled back into my stomach as I narrowed my eyes at him.

Hate. I decided on a whim it was hate that i felt in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't bring myself to call it anything else. There had to be a reason he made me feel this way. Maybe it was the way he looked at me that made me hate him. The way those blinding golden eyes would dance with amusement every time he said anything. Maybe it was the way he would bounce when he talked about something he liked, or maybe it was the way he would run his younger over his teeth when he was thinking.

"Mindwave!" I heard someone yell from behind me, breaking me out of my trance. The entire food court rushed back into focus in an instant and without realizing it I had dropped my spoon. The bowl tipped as the spoon rattled in it, spilling the boiling liquid all the way down the front of me. I let out a pained yelp and hopped out of my seat. Two other metal chairs rattled as my friends hopped up also. Took deep breaths as I tried my best to while away the still hot liquid. Monomaniacs rushed over to the girls who had yelled my hero name. Probably doing damage control wile Honeiki threw his arm around me, shielding me from everyone as he ushered me into the mall bathroom.

God what a bad day