RUMORS...

♡

Ejiro Kirishima, August 8th

I scanned through the photo, looking over at Midoria. I tried to catch his attention, but it was no use. He was too wrapped up in his own world.

Bakubro shook his shoulder, trying his best to bring Midoria's attention to anything but his phone. However it didn't work. I could feel the eyes staring in our direction, and I'm sure Midoria could feel them too.

He looked up from his phone, turning it off as class began. He closed his eyes for a second before going back to normal.

Class was boring. No real surprise there, I've had this teacher for advanced English in second year. She was boring then too.

She blabbed on for the rest of class, mostly about stupid crap no one cared about. Even if she was interesting, everyone was too busy talking about the anonymous texter who tried to 'expose' Midoria. Which didn't work for too long, he seems back to normal now.

I know better though. He's a wreck, he's using Bakubro's hand to keep himself calm. Thankfully only our row could see.

Midoria never shows weakness. Not after our second year, when it had been used against him. Hagakure was the one to start stirring the pot, and she began targeting her own friends. Starting with Midoria. It bit her in the ass though, she sunk to the bottom of the food chain once everyone joined into her little game and she ended up dropping out.

The loud ring of the bell assaulted my eardrums, bringing me out of my train of thought. I packed up my bag, waiting for the rest of the group before leaving.

Izuku Midoria, August 8th

My eyes burned and my chest hurt as my thoughts began racing. I could hear someone speaking to me, but I didn't know who. Their words flew past me as my heartbeat killed my eardrums, it hurt to think. It hurt to breathe. Everything hurt.

How did they get photos of my mom? How do they know where I live? How did they get this photo? What if they hurt her-

My thoughts haulted as Kacchan grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers. I closed my eyes, taking a second to calm down before I resumed my original expression.

My thoughts still raced, but I could care less. I messaged my mom, making sure she was okay. She got back to me almost immediately.

Mama ♡
I'm alright honey. Why?

You
No reason. Just checking in :) make sure you lock the doors, love you ♡

A sigh of relief escaped my lips, shutting my phone off. Kacchan held my hand tightly until class was over, which I was thankful for. It was oddly comforting, just him holding my hand.

The rest of my classes went nearly the same, the sound of snickering accompanied the usual sound of the hallway as we walked from class to class. I kept my facade up as best as possible, however it kept slipping.

Eventually my panic turned to anger. This motherfucker was trying to ruin my life, the life I worked hard for. Harder then anyone else in UA. In 3A. In my friend group.

"Poor Midoria. It's sad you have to pretend you're rich just so people will like you." Pony spoke up from the back of our science class. A couple people laughed, and glares were shot at them as a response.

"At least we know Midoria worked his way up to be here. Unlike some people." Jiro spoke from a few tables away. Me and her were on pretty good terms, but I know she wouldn't really care about defending me if it was anyone but Pony. They were always fighting about everything, but it was still a defense, which I appreciated.

"Shut the fuck up."

"How about you shut the fuck up!"

"All of you shut the fuck up! Damn!"

The classroom erupted into random cursing, until our science teacher walked in. He brought everyone who was shouting outside, leaving just me, Kacchan and a couple random people in the room.

"Do you want to meet up in my dorm stupid nerd?" Kacchan whispered, grabbing my hand.

"Sure Kacchan." I whispered back, squeezing his hand. His thumb traced my scars, something he was always doing.

"Stupid nerd. Making me love you and shit." He mumbled, smiling a little bit as he continued tracing the scars. I laughed quietly, damn I wanted to kiss him so bad.

"I know. I'm the worst."

The rest of our group walked back into the room, everyone else being called out.

Kirishima stood behind me, squeezing me tightly. He was the first person to find out about my home situation, surprisingly.

"I'm so sorry Mido. I wish I could do something to help you." Momo said softly, standing in front of my desk. "Well you have your credit card. That would make me happy." I joked, the mood lightening up heavily.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I could feel my heart sink. I pulled my phone out, sigh of relief escaping my lips. Just a message from some random store, 25 percent off my next purchase.

I forwarded the message to my mom, knowing she would probably use it before I would.

After about half an hour class finally began, all we had to do was introduce ourselves to the teacher before we left. After that I could leave. Meet up with Kacchan. Ignore the outside world for a little while.

Once the bell rang I left, the rest of the group following. The six of us left for the dorms, walking to the doors with our individual names on it.

All of my things were in my dorm, and I began unpacking, giving Kacchan some time to do the same.

Kacchan
I'm unpacked shitty nerd. Come over when you're ready.

I read the message, liking it before walking our of my room and to his, locking the door behind me. Someone was out for me, I had to be more careful.