"Welp, here's the roof." Kaminari said, as he opened the doors for me to go through. Nodding, I walked over to a bench with my lunch—some Korean steak and kimchi fried rice I got from the cafeteria's Korean food stall (a/n: i have headcanon that they sell food from all over the world there). Sitting down, I opened up the container the smell of heaven soon reaching my nose. Licking my lips, I picked up my chopsticks and soon enough, I was wolfing down the food. I was almost done when I heard the sound of a door being shut. My mouth still stuffed with food, I looked up. The pokémon (Kaminari) didn't return to the damn pokéball (the cafeteria), it seems.
Quickly swallowing my food, I yelled, "Yah! Why're you still here?" Kaminari let out a nervous laugh.
"Well uh.. you see.. I thought that you probably don't know the way back to the classroom?" He said, scratching his nape.
"I'm not a dumbass, unlike you. I memorized the way while you were leading me to the cafeteria and here. And were you watching me eat my damn food for the past three minutes? You creep." I stated, annoyed with him.
"...That was three minutes?" He slowly asked. I deadpanned at him, before deciding to finish the remains of my lunch, the kimchi.
This boy really is a fucking idiot.
Since I decided to continue eating rather than reply, he said, "...Sorry about that, guess I was too captivated in your beauty." The little fucker also tried adding in a nervous smile.
Upon hearing those words, I started choking on my kimchi. I held up my hand as if to tell him, "Don't you fucking even walk here."
After a couple of minutes I regained my composure. Putting down my hand, I turned to him.
"Sorry, I think I might've misheard you because I'm not gifted when it comes to genetics in any way, shape, or form," I stood up, "If you actually do think that bullshit, there must be something wrong with your eyes." I threw out the container and chopsticks before making my way to the door.
"Bu-" He began to say, before I cut him off, the fact that he tried to play off his creepy staring with flirting pissed me off at the get-go. Actually, the fact that he stayed to stare at me is what put me off at first—any girl would find it creepy that some boy they don't really know was staring at them for minutes upon minutes. But what really made it worse was the flirting. He doesn't know me. He doesn't really know me. This isn't even my real appearance. He's only in it for the looks, and that's the tea.
"If you think you saying 'but' and some shitty excuse will justify your claim, you're wrong. Any of the shit you say about me being 'pretty' or 'beautiful' is wrong. Why? I am a fucking fake. This 'pretty girl' you see right now isn't real. She doesn't exist. Who am I really? Only God knows at this fucking point, I forgot who I was a long fucking time ago." Opening the door, I turned towards him one last time, "Oh, and don't bother trying to find me, it'd just be a waste of your time."
And with that, I disappeared from his sight.
ー k。denki ー
＊ １３：１５ ＊
I slumped down in my seat. Class begins in five minutes and I still haven't seen [F/N]. After she just went "poof" I respected her wishes of not wanting to be found. Even though I really didn't do anything, I felt guilty. It's only her first day here, and she's probably gonna get in trouble because she didn't feel like being in the same room as me.
Finally deciding that I should probably go find her before she gets in trouble for skipping class, I turned to Kirishima, "Ey Kirishima, have you seen that new girl?"
"[F/N]? Of course I have, she's giving everybody the stink eye from her desk at the back of the classroom." He responded, turning towards me and motioning to the girl's desk.
Looking at her desk, I saw nobody there. "Uh...?"
"What is it?" Kirishima asked, seeing my confused face.
"Bro, what do you mean 'she's at her desk'? There's nobody there." I said, turning back towards him.
"Dude, are you blind? She's literally staring at us right now!"
"No..."
"Kaminari, how many fingers am I holding up?" He asked, holding up two.
"Two. I have 20/20 vision for fuck's sake."
"In that case, what's that poster on the other side of the room for?" He continued.
"Some club poster to recruit new members."
"You're playing with me right now, aren't you? How can you see the poster and not [F/N]? She's closer to you than the poster." Kirishima said, shaking his head.
"I'm serious though! She's not there!"
"Oh for fuck's sake... Iida! Come over here for a moment, yeah?" The red-head called, waving the tall, dark-haired teen over over. I watched as she made her way over.
"Did you want something?" Iida said, facing Kirishima.
"Yeah, apparently Denki is fucking retarded. He's saying that [Y/N] isn't here when she's CLEARLY sitting at her desk."
"Kirishima! How many times have I told you to watch your tongue?! It is unbecoming of a-" Iida began, before I cut him off.
"Yeah yeah, U.A. students should be on there best behavior blah blah blah... can you just choose a side? Is [F/N] here or not?" I said, turning what would've been a paragraph into a sentence and also cutting to the point of Kirishima calling him over.
"Ah, the new student? Yes, she is here. She also seems to be extremely mad at you, Kaminari. She may be glaring at everybody, but you can see the hate pouring out of her soul when she looks at you." Iida said looking at me, his expression turning thoughtful after the second sentence.
"...why the fuck can't I see her though?" I said, looking over to the girl's desk yet again.
"Kaminari-" Iida began, in a warning tone.
"Can you just please answer the damn question?"
"Interrupting another person's sentence is also rude and behavior not fitting for students from U.A.." Iida stated.
"Jesus f-" I started, but was cut off by the bell, meaning that we all should be in our seats. Iida, being the goody-two-shoes he is, ran to his desk immediately.
I took one last glance at [F/N]'s desk, before averting my attention to my sensei that was just now entering the classroom.
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Fucking hell, this was so bad and rushed. I'm sorry for that lqjsxbioaqh
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aND I'M REALLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IT'S BECAUSE I FELL BEHIND ON THE ANIME (i still am) N I HATE WRITING FANFICTION WHEN I'M NOT UP TO DATE ON STOOF (because i'm scared imma get something wrong and then be embarrassed when somebody points it out)
anyways, don't worry, I won't be doing long a/ns with tags because i'm making my personal book / author book (since it seems like that's what all the cool authors are doing now)
and in that case, is there anything y'all wanna know about me? like what state / city i live in, where i was born, how old i am, all that shit? if you wanna know anything please tell me because i'm running out of ideas for the thing i'm doing on the first part sjhgvwyjtfui
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it'll probably take a bit for me to update again because i wanna catch up
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