"I LEANED BACK ON THE sofa I was sat on, heaving a long, tired sigh. I had been released from the hospital after what seemed like a week or so. I was staying in Aizawa's apartment while being on break from U.A. My eyes strayed to the window, observing the countless buildings.
It had started raining, though I wasn't really surprised. It had just turned October, after all. Rain wasn't out of the unusual. I had subconsciously started tapping my fingers, thoughts starting to come at me slowly. I wondered how Eri was. Hopefully she'd be in better condition for Mirio, Izuku or me to visit soon.
The soft sound of the rain soothed my head, as I sank deeper into the couch. My head went slightly back, feeling more relaxed than I had in such a long time. My whole body sat loosely, any sign of tension gone. Today was a school day, so Aizawa had left. It was weird not to be going to school. Weird to not walk to the classroom that had felt so familiar with Nejire or Tamaki or Mirio.
It felt also strange not to have my quirk anymore, like a part of me was missing. A part that I didn't really miss not having, to be honest. Sure, it sucked not being able to go hero training or whatever, and not being closest to number one, but I still had my weapons. Thinking of all those weapons, my mind strayed to the bag that was sitting right beside the door.
The bag was full of my stuff, including the daggers and the gun. The bag was full of stuff from my dorm, which seemed pretty empty before I left. Everything was so strange to me, and still I felt a small pang of pity for all the first years that had been dragged into all this.
It shocked, well not really shocked me that the Pros would bring first years into this. There were plenty of third years, in different schools as well. I guess that was the thing about being in U.A., but it still seemed pretty dangerous to involve first years in anything that level of serious.
My mind raced around a bunch of thoughts I had in the past week. Trying my best to go over each one, though each thought seemed to zoom by. I just barely caught the thought before it slipped my mind and I forget it. Something finally makes its way into my head. The school festival. I wonder if U.A. is still doing that, with the villains and all. My guess is that they probably are, due to the festival being something other courses can participate in. If they didn't, it'd be quite unfair to the other courses.
Speaking of other courses, my mind landed on the purple haired boy. In other words, Shinsou. I wondered how he was fairing along, training with Aizawa. He seemed like someone that had a lot of determination for becoming a hero. Sort of reminded me of Izuku. I think with enough training, maybe Shinsou has a chance to become a hero and transfer into the hero course. I sort of admired Shinsou. I don't know why or how to explain it. However, someone with that type of quirk determined to become a hero really earned my respect.
I wanted to do so many things. I didn't even know where to begin, but maybe I did know where to begin. My mind kept changing up my thoughts, as if I couldn't stay on one thought alone. I had lost count of how many times I've gotten off track. I didn't know how I was going to do anything like this.
Until my phone buzzes. Once, twice, enough times to make me pick it up and unlock it. I tap on the notification I had gotten, just to be brought to a very familiar looking group chat. An unconscious smile makes its way onto my face, as I read the messages sent.
the big three + y/n
nejire:
n/n we miss u come back to u.a. :((
mirio:
School festival is coming soonnnn! We miss you come back come back
tamaki:
we're.. well they're texting during class...
the teacher just looked at mirio funny
y/n:
guys.. don't text during class
but i'll try to visit when i can
also i'm very sinceryrely sorry ror running off by myself on the eri rescue thig
nejire:
i would've taken that serious if u spelled it right
but either way it's ok!! ur alive and that's all it matters :D
tamaki:
minus the fact she lost her quirk...
nejire:
shhh we dont talk about that!!!!!
when do you think eri's gonna be able to visit?
mirio:
Probably awhile :')
I do hope soon though
y/n:
yesyes
anywyas i have stuff i want to do
one of the first ones was to apologize to you guys for the sake of apologizing + because i ran off stupidly
mirio:
Hope you get the stuff done! :D
nejire:
bye n/n, visit soon please
i don't think this class's sanity is gonna last long.....
tamaki:
bye y/n..!
y/n is offline
💤
"SHINSOU CLICKED THE REMOTE, and the television screen turned black. He had just caught up with the news. His head raced with thoughts and curiosities. He faintly remembered Aizawa mentioning a quirk erasing bullet, but he wasn't even sure why he was recalling that thought right now.
Perhaps someone's quirk got erased. Did the villains they faced even have those bullets, though? He didn't know. He couldn't remember. A fresh wave of anger threatened to wash over him, though he held it back. He really needed to control his temper, Shinsou told himself.
Something kept nagging him in the back of his mind. He had felt restless in the past few days like something was wrong. Maybe if the boy just asked Aizawa and hoped the monotonous man would give him a straight answer. Screw it, why not? It wouldn't do any well for Shinsou if he kept sitting around wondering. He wanted answers, and he was going to find them.
shinsou:
hey, sorry for the bother.
did anything go wrong at rescuing eri and stuff? i just caught up w the news.
Shinsou's fingers hovered over the phone screen that he had pulled out to text Aizawa. His eyes were fixed on the screen, desperately wanting an answer though it wasn't shown on his expression. The bubble popped up from the other side of the screen, showing that Aizawa had seen his message and was typing.
aizawa:
not sure if you'd count it terrible, but y/n's on break from school
need you to not tell anyone, this should be classified info from public or at least i think so
bakugo lost her quirk due to quirk erasing bullet.
...What?
Shinsou replied with a quick, 'oh, thanks for telling' and exited his messages with Aizawa. At least he didn't feel so restless anymore, getting an answer to something. But the closest to taking number one including Pro Heroes, quirk lost. The boy wasn't sure how to feel.
Maybe he should text Y/n. Shinsou wasn't even sure what he was thinking and why he had these thoughts right now. Maybe he wasn't in his right mind. He sure felt like it, these past few days. Shinsou didn't want to overthink, but he didn't want to make immediate decisions.
Just say hello. Shinsou repeated to himself over and over, as he hesitantly clicked on Y/n's contact.
insomnia buddy:
hello
Did Shinsou come off as too stiff? Too cold? He didn't know. Why did he even care? What was he doing? What was he doing? Why was he worrying over a simple message? What if she didn't respond? What if she leaves him on seen? What does he even want to say after that message? Why was he worrying about this?
Shinsou had never cared about anyone specially, so he had never give a second thought when he told people things. Shinsou often came off as blunt and straightforward. But here he was, worrying about a single text message.
A single text.
Shinsou dragged a hand down the right side of his face, letting a long sigh escape his lips. On top of all this, the school festival was soon. All courses could participate, and being in General Studies, his class wasn't an exception. He had better things to do than worry over small things.
Yet his mind refused.
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i need to get the relationship between them going forward because after all, this is a shinsou x reader :3