nobody ⁑ kmjr

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Kyoka was back at school. 

It had been at least a week since her encounter with Kaminari. The band was taking a little break until everyone got settled back into school. The only people in the band Kyoka went to school with were Bakugou and Kirishima. 

Tokoyami went to the same school as Kaminari. Kyoka's uniform consisted of a teal dress with a small red tie and white collared shirt. The boys wore black pants with a white collared shirt tucked in. They weren't much but they were decent. 

Currently, She was walking to school with the redhead and ashy blonde. "Just hear me out, if you aren't supposed to eat at night, why is there a light in the fridge?" Kirishima questioned as the trio trudged forth.  

"SO YOU CAN SEE THE FUCKING FOOD!" Bakugou screamed. "Eiji's gotta point." Kyoka chuckled. "Shitty Hair, you've been spending way too much time in the shower." Bakugou grumbled. "How would you know that, Kat?" Kyoka teased. A blush spread across Bakugou's face. 

"Oh, Look. We're here!" Kirishima interrupted. "Great, School." Kyoka groaned. "Hey! The Hanabi festival is in a couple of months!" Kirishima encouraged. "Yeah, Except I'm not going." Kyoka grumbled. "Why not!!! Tokoyami's gonna be coming!" He whined. 

"Are you implying that I like Tokoyami?" She questioned. "No way! I'm saying we'll be able to go as a band!" He exclaimed as the trio entered the building. "It won't be the whole band." Bakugou grumbled. 

"Oh Yeah! But Kaminari doesn't seem like the type to go to a festival." Kirishima laughed. Kyoka looked down at the floor as the trio walked up to their locker. "Can I talk with you guys? Really quickly?" She questioned. Kirishima and Bakugou shared a confused look. 

"Tch, Sure." The ashy blonde mumbled. 

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"He said he hates himself." Kyoka mumbled as the trio stood in the janitor's closet. "Well, No one truly likes themselves." Bakugou muttered. "No, But, he wanted to apologize." She grumbled. 

"Well, That's for you to judge. Do you think he's changed as a person?" Kirishima questioned. "I'm just so confused." She sighed. Kirishima placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't push yourself." He advised. Kyoka hugged him and smiled. 

~~Kyoka's chest tensed up as she reached for the door handle. This was a new school. New friends. New teachers. New life. She gulped and opened the door. Kyoka felt as if billions of eyes were watching her. "Jiro-San!" An older woman with grey curly hair and small round glasses walked up to Kyoka. "I'm Hojo Hanazawa!" The woman greeted. "I'll be your Sensei!" Kyoka smiled nervously and managed a small wave. "You can sit next to Kirishima-San." She instructed. The woman gestured toward a boy with long black hair that fell just below his shoulders. "Thank You." Kyoka whispered. She made her way to her seat and quickly sat down. "H-Hi." The boy mumbled. Kyoka smiled and waved slightly. Class began and the two remained silent till lunch. "Jiro-San? Would you like to sit with me and my friend?" Kirishima questioned as Kyoka placed her books in her bag. "D-Definitely! Thank you!" She muttered. Kirishima smiled and the two began walking to the cafeteria. "You can call me Eijiro. It shows that we're friends!" He chuckled.  Kyoka smiled warmly and shook his hand. "Thanks, Eijiro-Kun. You can call me Kyoka." She giggled. "Will do! Kyoka-Chan!" He laughed. The two laughed before being interrupted by a loud scream. They looked into the cafeteria to see an ashy blonde boy picking on a random kid. "LISTEN, FOUR EYES! IF YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT ONE MORE TIME, I'LL PLAY WITH YOUR INTESTINES LIKE RAMEN!" The ashy blonde screeched. "I'M SORRY!" The other boy sobbed. He quickly ran away to the bathroom. The blonde huffed and plopped down onto his seat. "Unfortunately, That's my friend." Kirishima sighed. The two plopped down next to the boy.  Kirishima next to him and Kyoka across. "Who the Hell are you?" He scoffed. "Who the Hell are you?" She countered. "DON'T FUCKING TALK-" Kirishima placed a hand on his best friend's arm. "I'm Bakugou. Katsuki Bakugou." He grumbled. "I'm Kyoka Jiro." She replied. "Kyoka-Chan's new here! I offered to let her sit with me!" Kirishima explained. "YOU WHAT? YOU KNOW WE DON'T ACCEPT EXTRAS!" He screamed. "I'm not an extra." Kyoka grumbled. Bakugou glared at her before sitting back down.  "You look like a boy." He hissed. "Whatever do you mean by that?" She questioned, her voice laced with rage. "You're tittie-less." He scoffed. "So that's your game?" She laughed. "Point out someone's insecurity to make you feel better about yourself?" Bakugou blushed in embarrassment and looked down. "N-No." He mumbled. "Kat's actually really sweet!" Kirishima laughed, hugging his best friend. Bakugou ducked, quickly escaping the hug.  "Whatever. You can eat with us." He scoffed. So, Kyoka had made two new friends. One of them was a boisterous noirette with a fondness for the concept of manliness, and the other was arrogant and short-tempered, who deep down was kind and tender. 

They balanced each other perfectly.~~