The Colour Red

4

"Kirishima!" Another, taller and more lean, boy with black hair showed up and threw his arms around Red Ri- Kirishima. "Oh hey! Nice drawings; very well done anatomy work!"

I felt heat rise to my cheeks, not only was my art seen by Red Riots hero friends but Red Riot himself. I couldn't believe it, this was so embarrassing. I dropped my head and stared at my hands that were interlocked with one another, scared that they might think I'm one of those crazy fans that obsess over him. I silently winced, dreading that another person came over to see what the fuss was about.

"Do me next, yeah?" I looked up to see a messy blonde with a lightning bolt smiling, handing back my sketchbook- now closed. I took it back from him and smiled weakly, taking notice that the others were all smiling at me with bright, widened eyes that looked almost in awe. To be honest, it kind of freaked me out a bit- that's how us citizens looked at heroes; but for heroes to look at ME that way seemed... I don't know...off.

"Sure..." I mumbled, packing away my things and looking at the time, "but maybe another day, I gotta get home." I left with a polite smile and wave. Throwing my bag over my shoulder and trying my best not to stumble and run home while I know they could see me.

"Ugh- I'm so pathetic..." I groaned to no one in particular. As I walked home I unknowingly let my thoughts take control.

what if he hates you now? Red Riot probably thinks your a stalker, drawing him? Really [y/n]? How stupid are you? You could have drawn literally any other hero but NO! You had to choose a hero that doesn't even wear a shirt and just so happens to think your cute.

I found myself in front of the door to mine and Riko's house. I sighed pulling out the keys and walking in. I made my way to my room and plopped my bag down next to my desk. Sick of people and the world hating me in general I face planted into my pile of pillows and let out a big groan. Rolling over and staring at the ceiling, I zoned out, slowly falling into a peaceful slumber.

~

The not-so-soft sound of uncontrollable giggles woke me from the bliss of sleep. Peaking from my position I saw Riko and Katsuko across the room.

"Ughhhh- what do you want and why did you have to wake me up.." I groaned rolling over to see them more clearly.

"Nothing~" The two of them cooed, and then going into a small fit of giggles. I furrowed my brows and looked around my room, nothings changed, other than the fact they had put up a Red Riot poster next to my Nana one and moved the figurines I owned over to make room for a special edition Red Riot figure. I sat up now, confused and annoyed, I glared back at them to see that Riko was on the floor laughing her ass off and Katsuko quietly continuing to giggle.

Another look around the room I managed to see that the blanket that covered me was dark red with two large bright red R's in the middle. I glanced at my desk and saw that my sketchbook had been pulled out of my bag and opened up the page of the Hardened Hero. I sighed flopping back down into the comfort of the sheets.

"I hate you." I stated.

"So... that's a no on the body pillow we got?" I snapped up to look at them in disbelief and the iconic 'omg-you-did-not-just-say-that' type of look. Their gazes shifted beside me, following their gaze I saw the classic lying down figure of Red Riot.

"Custom made..." I felt the tips of my ears burn and out of curiosity I lifted it to see the other side.

Bad idea.

Intense amounts of blush ran to my cheeks, I covered my face and yeeted the pillow hoping it would go into another dimension and I wished to unsee. Don't get me wrong the artist who did the customisation was amazing and did a very good job but shit I did not need to be hit with that.