A Change of Heart

Chapter 6 - A Cheap Broken Bracelet

It was 4:00 on a Wednesday, and I was sitting on the floor putting glitter on a sign. Kaminari and Mina were deeply invested in this, for some reason. Spending time with them was exhausting, but they seemed to like me well enough. Even though I was supposed to be "organizing," whatever that meant, they had dragged me into helping them with the decorations. Seeing as Kaminari has zero fine motor skills, this was a good decision on their part.

As they got more comfortable around me, they more openly discussed their plans. They wanted to get Bakugou to go to the dance, after he proclaimed that dances are stupid and he would never go. As it turns out, he became a lot more interested when Mina told him Kirishima was going. He still wasn't fully convinced though. That would need to change.

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I worked quietly after school for the next two days, leading up to the day of the dance. Mina and Kaminari "helped" me push the tables out of the way in the cafeteria to make suitable space.

Kaminari's phone went off, and he picked up. I tried to make it look like I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying.

"Oh hey Bakugou... uh huh... yeah I'm already here... oh no he's not here yet but he will be, you know how he is..." He paced around the room, "No me and Mina won't do anything weird... yeah okay... I'll see you then." Kaminari put his phone away and made his announcement, "Gottem! Bakugou's coming."

"Yes!" Mina high-fived him. I'm not sure what shenanigans they were planning, but I would have no time to take part in them. I had to be prepared. There was only an hour until the dance and so much to do.

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I successfully escaped the gaze of Kaminari and Mina. I told them I needed to get changed for the dance, which was true, but I had other plans. Kirishima had already joined them. I had to be quick, getting caught would mean game over.

I approached the door to Kirishima's door and looked around, everyone was busy, I would be safe. I practiced on the bathroom door in my room, a cheap broken bracelet proved to be the most effective tool for quick lock picking. The door clicked and I entered quickly. Being seen was not an option.

I looked around the room, it was relatively tidy with random items strewn about. Half finished homework, fitness magazines, and some regular books. He was a nice guy and I didn't want to have to do this to him, but it was necessary if things went according to plan. As expected, his bathroom mirror had a drug cabinet just like mine. The perfect place to put some incriminating evidence. Like a packet of rohypnol with a few missing. I carefully wiped my fingerprints off of the bottle, as well as the mirror. I could leave no trace.

With that, I got out as quickly as possible. Nobody saw. Nobody would know. All I had to do now was rejoin the group. Easy enough since the dance would start pretty soon.