I can't handle change [krdk]

The beginning.

Kirishima had always hated how she looked, she always covered the mirrors so she didn't have to look at herself.

She bit down on her lip nervously, drawing some blood she sighed wiping her lip "damn it"

She closed her eyes for a moment groaning, she shook her head standing up slipping off her pants.

"Just do it" she mumbled softly to herself as she grabbed the skirt she had bought and putting it on she took a deep breath.

She then slipped the shirt off and put a new one on, there was tears in her eyes.

She felt less disgusted, she actually felt really pretty in the outfit she was wearing a little blush on her cheeks.

She couldn't help but smile at the mirror in front of her "I look pretty."

"Hey kirishima!" The door started to open, kirishimas eyes widen as deku froze on the spot his mouth opened slightly.

After a few minutes kirishima cheeks turned bright red from embarrassment "get out" he walked over to his door shoving deku out of the door "wait kirishima-"

Before he could apologize kirishima shut the door in his face "you need to go away" kirishima raised her voice as she leaned her forehead against the door.

"Kirishima-" "please... just go away" deku sighed not knowing what to do, he looked like a lost puppy.

He sat in front of her door leaning his back against her door "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to barge in I should've knocked first" deku spoke frowning "that wasn't cool of me"

Kirishima bit down on her lip closing her eyes, what was she supposed to do? She took a deep breath cracking the door open.

Deku stood up "it's okay I won't tell anyone" he whispers softly.

Kirishima nodded "I uh.. I want you to leave please" deku frowned "I-" "please midoriya? I..." kirishima sniffled looking away.

Deku nodded "okay" he whispered, he didn't want to make her more uncomfortable so he'll leave "I uh I'm sorry again okay? And whatever your going through I'm sure I know how you feel"

Deku paused for a moment "you can talk to me when you're ready" he spoke gently then leaving, what did he mean that he gets her?

How could he possibly get what she's going through? She finally shuts the door once again.

She whipped away her tears, she just wanted to feel pretty for once.

But after today she doesn't think she'll touch this outfit ever again.

She started to strip out of her clothes, letting out a shaky breath as she saw her reflection.

Why couldn't she be pretty like Mina? Or like Ochako? She shook her head putting some pajamas on.

She crawled onto her bed and for the first time in a long time she cried herself to sleep.

At least she felt pretty for a few seconds until it all went to shit.

AN

This is a brand new story I'm working on! I really hope you guys enjoy it and this isn't really meant for it to be long chapters(?) maybe in further chapters it'll be longer but this is inspired by comet it was kamideku but I just love kirideku 😭🫶 anyways please enjoy this little fic I got going on (: