We're all defective

Is this Me?

Kirishima POV

Everyone has happy or funny tales from when they manifested their quirks. But I don't. I don't know what was wrong with me. I must've been tired when it happened. Or had just woken up or rubbing something from my eye. Regardless of the situation, it was not a 'happy memory' that I like to tell everyone. My quirk just happened to manifest at that specific time. My fist hardened and I cut my eye. Yeah everyone sees the scar, but they don't see the scar. The scar that I have above my eye makes me look manly, yes, but the thing that I hate most is my eye. After cutting it, I ended up going blind.

It was bleeding nonstop and it caused me to cry for hours on end. I was happy about my quirk but I was scared about what it had done. I went through years of school, half blind and those same years of bullying. Before I met Ashido, I had practically begged my mum to get me a set of coloured contacts, the same colour as my ruby coloured eyes. I would wear them every time I went to school. Every time I went out, just to hide it.

When I got into UA, that didn't change... unlike my hair.

-----Time skip sponsored by Kiri's sharp teeth-----

I don't know why, but, since that lesson, I couldn't stop being curious about Bakugo. He acted really different then what we're all use to. He would usually obliterate someone if given the slightest chance. So why did he stop so suddenly? Was something going on? Was he OK? Aizawa-Sensei walks in.

"Where's Bakugo...?" he asks.

"We don't know, Sir. He disappeared during training." I answer.

"We think he might've gone to Recovery Girl's office. I did see his hand bleeding when I knocked to the ground." Denki adds.

"Wait. Bakugo was knocked to the ground then he just disappeared...?!"

"Yes, Sensei."

"Hmm. That is very out of Bakugo's character. Kirishima? Could you got to Recovery Girl's office and ask him to come back to class. I would also like to talk to him."

"What if he's not there?" Midoriya asks, with worry.

"Then Kirishima is to come back to class and I'll go and find him."

"Yes, Sir."

I walk out of the classroom and make my way to Recovery Girl's office. My mind wanders to Bakugo once more and I start to feel my face heat up. I don't know why, but, every time I talk, or think or someone mentions him, I feel flustered. I get butterflies in my stomach. I get a feeling that stays with me for the rest of the day. I know I'm gay but am I really gay for Bakubro? No. That would be really weird. We're just friends and nothing more. I don't even think he feels the same way about me. I don't even think he's gay.

I open the door to Recovery Girl's office and make my way inside. I spot her tending to someone but it isn't Bakugo. I walk over.

"Excuse me, Recovery Girl...?" I begin.

"Oh! Hello, Young man. What can I do for you?" she smiles.

"Umm... I was just wondering if you had Bakugo Katsuki come here at all...? Mr. Aizawa sent me here to look for him."

"Well... he did come in before the bell for next lesson, but then he left after I healed his hand. I thought he had gone to his next class. Sorry."

"That's OK. Thanks for the help!"

"No problem."

I leave RG's office and make my way back to class. If he's not in RG's office, then where could he be...? Maybe he went back to the dorms. I accidently run into the door and rub my head while opening the door.