It was about time for English, so I got up, and decided to head over to Shinsou. "Hey, Shinsou."
He turned around tiredly and stared at me. "What do you want?" Okay, so not the talkative type, got it.
"I just figured you might not know our classes schedule, so I figured I should let you know that we have English next, with Present Mic." I said while rubbing my neck a bit, but carefully, I didn't want to peel any of the makeup off. God forbid.
"Oh. Okay. Thanks, I guess." He walked off. I walked behind him, but I decided not to say anything. If he didn't want to talk, thats fine. I knew when people wanted to be left alone.
*>Shinsou's POV<*
Wow, what that guy, I think his name was Denki Kaminari? What he did was actually really nice. I just planned on following the rest of the class until we got to whatever class we had. But, he went out of his way to tell me. That was nice.
I subtly looked behind me. He was smiling, but something about it seemed...wrong. Living with Aizawa and Present Mic, I learned how to tell fake ones from real ones. Aizawa usually hide his emotions with a fake smile, and that seemed to be what Kaminari was doing now, but something just seemed different from when Aizawa would fake smile.
I shook my head and made my way into the classroom, Kaminari came in behind me and headed over to the loud one, pink alien, weird elbows, and copy of Tetsutetsu. He started talking to them.
I sat down in what I assumed to be the only empty one in the class, but a girl gently put her hand on my shoulder, I looked up to see a girl with short and purple hair, what seemed to be red tear stains, and earphone jax's sticking out of the back of her ear lobe. I looked up at her questionly.
"Sorry, but that's actually where I sit." She said to me. I stood up awkwardly.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize."
"That's okay, you are new to this class, anyway. Well, okay, um, do you see the seat in front of Tsu?" She asked as she pointed to someone, I assumed that was Tsu.
"Yeah,"
"That seat is open." She gave me a small smile. I nodded to her.
"Thanks, and what's your name?" I asked her. I didn't really know the names of anyone here.
"Its Kyouka Jirou." I nodded again and mumbled out a small 'thanks' and then headed to the seat Jirou pointed out. I sat down.
Pretty soon, class started, Kaminari sat down next to me again. I'm pretty sure whoever sat here before me was close to Kaminari, I just hope that I don't have to sit next to him every single class period.
*>Kaminari's POV<*
Finally the end of the day. I opened my bag to put my homework in when Mina stepped up towards me.
"Hey Denki, how come you weren't that talkative today?" She asked sitting on my desk.
"Honestly, I'm just kinda tired today. I didn't get that much sleep last night." I told her as I shouldered my bag.
"Okay then, well, I was wondering, do you think you could help me in English? Its starting to really stress me out and I'm kind of falling behind." She rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.
"Oh! Um, do you think we could do it during lunch? After school I have to pick up my little sister, and I can't leave her home alone." I explained.
"No I totally get it! Yeah of course we can do it during lunch, but if ever need be we need to have tutoring sessions outside of school time, you can always bring your little sister." She smiled.
"Thanks Mina!" I gave her a high five.
"Don't mention it! Well, we better catch up with the rest of the Bakusquad." She grabbed her backpack and raced out of the classroom. I chuckled to myself, finished packing my things, and raced out after her, only to bump into the back of a certain purple haired, sleep-deprived Shinsou.
"Ah! Sorry man!" I apologized and got up.
"Its okay. Just watch where your going next time." He said. He was staring at my face.
"Yeah, sure man. Sorry again." I started to walk away but he called back to me.
"Kaminari, do you have makeup on your face?"
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Mirror ||ShinKami||
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