January 9th, Sunday
His eyes. . . I could feel them on my body as he started to explore. Then they met mine, asking a question. I nodded in approval, and that seemed to be all he needed. He lifted his shirt off to match me and ran his hand down my body. Starting with my cheek, down my neck, exploring my chest and waist. I felt every touch down my spine. I had wanted a lot of things in my life, but I had desired nothing more then this.
January 7th, Friday - 10:10am
"..his is why we recommend you get at least 7 hours of sleep a night," said a vaguely familiar, monotone voice. I lifted my head and turned towards the sound, only to find a large number of eyes staring at me.
I jumped in my seat. A few of the eyes snickered. Wait, laughing eyes? I found the source of the voice. Oh no.
"Ah, she's awake. Satsuki, can you please, in your own words, explain the law of conservation of energy?" Mr. Aizawa questioned me.
Shit.
"Umm. . ," I started, still rubbing sleep out of my eyes, "it's the equivalency thing, isn't it? Energy always has to come from somewhere? We can't just make it."
"Half points, Ms Satsuki. We cannot make OR destroy energy. It always has to go somewhere, and you cannot make something from nothing." he stated. "Please be sure to pay attention next time."
I nodded, mostly to get him to stop putting the attention on me. What time is it? I wonder. I watch to make sure he's not still looking at me, and when he turns to the board, I check my phone. 10:20am, and an unread message. I save the message for later and think about what I want to eat for lunch. The lunchlady always makes the most delicious meals!10:30am
"Yume! You coming?" Mina says, dragging Jiro behind her. What a stupid question, of course I'm coming!
"I'm starving," my stomach growls in approval.
"What you work up an apatite from all that sleeping?" she giggles.
"Hey! Kindness is a virtue," I smile, nudging her shoulder as we make our way to the cafeteria.
She pushes back, laughing, "says who?"
She pushed me a little too hard this time, underestimating her own strength. I trip and end up bumping into someone.
"Oh, sorry-" I start, but then our eyes meet. And he does not look happy. I assumed it would be someone from a different class, but nope. I just had to run into the biggest asshole in the school. Why did it have to be Bakugo?
He scowled at me, unsurprisingly. Red eyes and spiky blonde hair to match his personality. Based of his explosive quirk, I expected him to smell like ash and soot. To my surprise, this ass of a person smelt. . . nice? Like a comforting masculine scent that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I only smelt it for less then a second before I backed up quickly. And trust me, I was glad I had. If looks could kill, I would be on the floor, dead. His eyebrows knit together paired with a frown that would make my mother cry wrote a clear statement; shut up or die. Luckily for me, I don't know how to read.
"Y'know, if you keep your face like that for long, it's going to get stuck like that. Or worse, you'll get all wrinkly." I turned around, grabbed Mina's hand, and sprinted. I know this boys temper, I've seen it first hand in training and at the sports festival. I was not willing to sit and wait to see if it would show up today.
Panting, we finally reached the cafeteria. From there, we met up with Jiro, who slipped shortly after I had bumped into Bakugo. At least one of us had the brains to not mess around with 1A's top, most pissy student.
Once we finally calmed down and got our lunch, Mina squeaked and said to me, "Yume! Have you read your message yet?"
"Oh, shit, no sorry. Let me check right now," I pull out my phone.
It was from Mina, unsurprisingly.
Mina
hey yume!!! ! ! i had the best idea ever! why dont we host a movie night tonight! ! ! itll be so much fun just trust me. we can have rikido make the snacks, jiro do the music, momo do the decor and we can do the rest! itll be great plzzz say yes? <3 <3
Received 10:01am
Scanning the text, my eyes lit up. A movie night!
"Sooooo.." she asked, "what do you think?"
"It's awesome! What movie do you think we should watch?"
"We should put it up for vote."
"I vote for How it's Made, spicy addition!" Mei Hatsume said, sitting down next to me.
I giggled. "Mei, you know you can't come in our dorm after dark. Plus, I don't even think they make that."
"You would be surprised," she winked.
Mei and I have been best friends since we were kids. We went to the same grade school and lived on the same street our entire lives. She was even the one who put together a small anklet that I use to help concentrate and control my quirk. Before I had it, my quirk would take control all the time and it caused a lot of problems for me and my family. She tells me I 'inspired her to be a costume designer,' but I think that she really helped me in this situation.
I laughed at her comment.
"I'm fine with anything we watch, as long as Midoriya doesn't get to choose," I say.
"Yeah, he'd definitely just pick something All Might related." Mina says.
"Tell me about it," Ochaco says, taking her place beside Jiro. "I tried to get him to do our project the other night, but he couldn't stop talking about some All Might 30 year anniversary or something."
Jiro smirked, "so studying with Midoriya didn't go as plan? How surprising, Ochaco."
It looked as if Ochaco's whole body went red. "I told you, there's nothing between us. And I wouldn't talk if I were you. Have you solved that little problem of yours?"
Jiro's smirk was replaced to match Ochaco's current demeanor. "Hey! I told you not to tell anyone! Honestly it wouldn't hurt to be quieter when talking about something like-"
"Hey Ochaco!" Mina cut of their bickering. "Can you please help Momo set up the decorations for tonight's movie night? Your quirk could really come in handy."
"Yeah, sure thing!" Ochaco said.
"Thanks! It's going to be so much fun." She crossed her arms. "Now, who else do we have to invite... The four of us already know, plus Rikido and Momo. Ochaco can tell Midoriya, Todoroki, Tenya, and Asui. Jiro can talk to Denki. I told Eijiro and he should have invited Bakugo-"
A woodsy sent fills my nose. Where did that come from? "Bakugo!?" I say, a little too loud for my liking. I bring my voice down to a whisper. "Why are you inviting him?"
"We can't just exclude him," she explains, "I know you don't like him, but chances are, he won't even come."
I sigh. She's probably right. But with my luck, he'll hang around all night long. And if he does, I'm in deep shit.
2:30pm
"C'mon Katsuki! You've got to warm up to them sooner or later!"
I don't have time for this shit. Why in the fuck would I want to warm up to those extras? Especially that bitch that bumped into me earlier. Who cares if she smelt like lemongrass. Who cares if she had the softest hair I had ever felt. And who cares if she has piercing brown eyes that were so deep and vast. . .
I shook the thought out of my head. She insulted me! After definitely on purpose running into me, she insulted me!
I turned to face Kiri. "Absolutely. The fuck. Not."
"Oh come onnn... do it for me?" he tried pulling that puppy dog eye shit. It didn't work.
He sighed, plopping down on my bed.
"Hey, what's this?" he asked, pulling out something it seems like he sat on.
Shittt.
"Is this. . . an All Might plush?" he smirks. "Katsuki, do you happen to sleep with this?"
I avert my eyes from his, feeling my face heat up. And then I realize I could just beat the snot out of him instead. I jump at him but he dodges, lucky bastard.
"Kiri. . . put that down before I BLOW your ass up."
"Okay, okay I'll put it down man, just step back a little," he laughs. He sets it down, but not before quickly holding it up next to me and snapping a picture.
"KIRI! DELETE IT NOW!" I shout at him.
"Okay okay I will! AFTER you join us for the whole night," he smiles, "if not, well, I can't control who this gets sent to."
I have never before seen a man so close to death yet so confident in his survival.
I sigh. I have to give him credit for his stupidity.
"Fine! But I swear if one person pisses me off-"
"I promise everything will be fine if you just stick with me!"
"You better hope you're right for once."
YOU ARE READING
-lover-
Storie d'amoreBad temper and blonde hair, I've seen this movie before. I know mixing up with a guy like him is bad for me. But, somehow, I found myself running into him more often then I'd like to admit. Is this fate. . . or just bad luck?