Villain Denki

CHAPTER 6 Help?

I was on my phone ... 'reading'... when dunce face burst into the dorms looking like a confused tomato. I wasn't about to ask the fuck was up with him, but even if I was I wouldn't get the chance. He practically flew up the stairs to, I assume, his room. Not going to lie I'm curious as fuck as to what had him that frazzled and literally sparking. But I left it alone and went back to my phone. Researching. Yes.

"Hay, Baku-babe what's up with Kami?" Pinky says, jumping over the couch and landing uncomfortably close to me. Scooting farther away and turning back to my phone I attempted to ignore her. Unfortunately for me this only gains her unwanted attention. She attempts to lean over me and see what's on my phone with a devilish smirk. "Whatcha doin'?" Annoyed, I push her away and she asks about sparky again. Finally pissed that I can't get 5 minutes to myself and just read, I flashed a glare at her.

"How the fuck am I supposed to know? What, am I psychic or some shit!?"(A pink-haired boy sneezes in the distance.) Pocketing my phone I get up and start for the elevator. "If you are so fucking curious go ask sparky yourself."

"Waaaa, no! Come on Baku-bai, don't leave, I wanna talk more~ Where are you going!" Pinky whined as she laid across the armrest of the couch dramatically reaching her arm out to me and watched me press the button for the elevator.

"What do you think? We have a test tomorrow, I'm going to fucking study!" With that, I can hear all breathing stop in the room before mass chaos of idiots flounder around the room. As this happened the elevator doors finally opened and I hesitated to hit my floor number. Should I check on dunce face? He did look kinda freaked. What if something happened and he can't ask for help? Why was his face so red? Wait, Why do I care?

I shake these thoughts from my head and finally hit my floor number. As the doors start closing an arm fly's between them, stopping the door's and forcing them open. "Wow, hold up Baku-bro! I'm Heading to my room too." My brain starts to go numb as I watch Kirishima smile at me and we wait for our floor. The air in the elevator is so comfortable. 

"So, are you excited? This weakened all of us get to go home while the dorm's gas line is being fixed or something. Not that, that sounds fun, gas lines and that. But aren't you excited to be going home and seeing your family?" I want to make a response like 'Well I would if my old hag wasn't going to be there.' or something like that. But instead, I just click my tongue and let out a "Tisk" sound, looking off into the corner of the elevator. The comfortable air becomes awkward as time passes. I can't help but repeatedly curse myself for my stupidity. 

When the doors opened I both dreaded and yearned for taking that first step out. Hoping to spend just a little more time between just the two of us and wanting the awkwardness to end. Unfortunately, my feelings were not the same as Kirishima's, who as soon as the doors opened stepped out and went for his dorm leaving me in the elevator, hoping for his return like an idiot.

God, what am I, a hopeless romantic high school girl? Letting out a sigh of disappointment, I step out and head for my own dorm. All of a sudden I don't feel like studying anymore. Though I would find out later while studying that the pen in my back pocket had gone missing.

---------Kaminari--------

For the rest of the day, I could not stop thinking about that boy. Who was he and why did my face grow hot when I was thinking about him? Am I sick? Is it his quirk!? I have noticed that lots of girls from other classes have been watching me as of late and whispering to one another as I walk by. Could I be exposed? Could that boy be behind it? Does he have a mind-reading quirk, or a quirk to see one's true self! 

This is bad as if things were not bad enough, I have no idea as to where the league is or if anyone is alive. So now I have no home to return to this weekend, AKA tomorrow. Will I have to sleep on the streets again? If so I'll be writing a strongly worded email to Sensi later about the poor accommodations of this mission!