LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Stubborn

Estelle avoided Class 1A after informing her of what they had done yesterday. If she was honest, the questions they like to pester her with were like tearing into her soul. Estelle abhorred talking about her past; she's tried to bury every inch of it from her mind. Scrub every facet and corner clean from the dirtiness of her memories. Drowned them in a pool of water and hoped they sunk and shrivelled away. To her dismay, the memories floated up to the surface occasionally, and it always rocked her to the core. It wasn't fair.

Why do they get to slide in and act like they are entitled to anything? It was discouraging for her. Estelle found it challenging to keep her emotions at bay. The pool of her mind overflowed with everything she held back. The barriers were broken and destroyed.

Class 1A. Why couldn't they comprehend Estelle was not the same as them? What did their incessant need to fix everything achieve?

Estelle was still evading the class and had decided to accept Tamaki's offer to be his silent buddy for the evening. The night was peaceful as the two of them remained side by side on the swings in an abandoned park. The whole purpose was to enjoy each others company without any expectations, and Estelle revelled in it. It was so comforting to be with someone and have that quiet where nothing was needed to be said.

As time continued on, Estelle grew increasingly frustrated as her thoughts continuously trailed back to the students who had invaded her privacy. The same thoughts whirling around her head, she didn't even notice that she had caught Tamaki's attention.

The male watched her as her brows crumpled and her lips pursed. His own confusion rose as he wondered if it was him that was the problem. The calming peace that settled over the two slowly slipped away as his anxiety began to rise on the potential reasons why she was acting differently.

Eventually, he decided to wake his silent friend from her stupor. Estelle shifted, startled at the unexpected intrusion and gazed at Tamaki in question. The rosy male turned his head down and attempted to raise his query. Internally, Tamaki was berating himself as he was doing so well with her earlier, and now all of a sudden, he had reverted back to how he was when they had first met.

"Wh-What's wrong?"

Estelle turned her head upwards to gaze at the sky as Tamaki watched her. She knew the male was kind, and he could provide some sort of conclusion that she couldn't come to. "My class, they intruded on my privacy. I'm infuriated because what gives them the right? Why do they want to know me so much? It feels intrusive, and I hate it. I just don't understand."

Relief flooded Tamaki as he realised that he wasn't the crux of the problem. Taking a few moments to soak his lungs with air and relax his muscles. He was back to his calmer self.

"Maybe, they see more than you let on. The class do live with you. Wouldn't you want to know who you're staying with? Who you are fighting with? Who your comrade is?" He finished. He had purposefully used the word; because he had quickly picked up on Estelle speech. She used military terms more than she realised.

Estelle froze from his words as understanding finally bloomed within her. It made sense; Estelle would be sceptical of anyone she had to live with. She wasn't in this instance because her classmates were open books; it was easy finding out what made them tick.

The other perspective was something she had never thought about. Though, still. They should not have eavesdropped. It eased her mind a little that it wasn't wholly blind curiosity. Estelle raised her head back up when Tamaki continued to speak.

"Sure, they shouldn't have infringed on your privacy. But, think about it on 1A's end. A person from another world comes into your class. Refuses to tell them anything about it and expects them to trust her word. They've given you a whole lot of trust already, and it doesn't seem like you're giving much of it back."