Chapter 8

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I stormed out of his office and made my way down the empty hallway as memories filled my head. " He's a fucking asshole! If he actually read my record he would've known that this fucking topic is a trigger for my PTSD!" I walked to the nearest boy's bathroom and slammed the door open and locked it behind me. I stared at the mirror and shook my head...Why? Even after changing my looks and personality...I am still an ugly piece of garbage! I'm worthless!

I fell to my knees and stared at the tiled floor in front of me. " No matter how many people step on you, you're always pretty and renewable if you get damaged or broken. Unlike me...People step all over me and each time they do, I get uglier and I break...I am unfixable...Just a waste of a human being..." I said to the floor and fully fell down and started sobbing uncontrollably.

I laid on the floor for a while as the negative thoughts and memories circulated through my mind. Each sent a painful spike through my heart, I clutched my chest and tried to steady my breathing and tears.

I took deep breaths and finally got back onto my feet and wiped my eyes and washed the dirt off my hands and face. I looked into the mirror and adjusted my contracts since they moved when I was crying. I wiped my eyes and threw the paper towels away.

I unlocked the bathroom door and came face to face with a familiar red spiked-haired male.

" Yo, Okishima! That fight with Mr. Aizawa was so manly! You need to teach me!" I nodded and gave him a small smile. " Sure, maybe sometime in the future," I said and walked away leaving him there with stars in his eyes. I chuckled and shook my head, he's so dorky that it's likable. I peeked over my shoulder and saw him pumping his fists up and down while talking to that electric boy. Such a dork.

" Hey, multicolored shit face!" I turned around and beside me that peppermint boy popped out of the hallway corner. In front of me was a very angry and panting Katsuki. I rolled my eyes and turned around.

" I think he's talking to you candy cane," I said and started walking away. " DON'T FUCKING WALK AWAY FROM ME WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU!!" I growled and felt a hand reaching for my shoulder, I quickly turned around and caught it before it could touch me. It was the candy cane boy. " I believe he was referring to you not me, he must come up with a different insult nickname for you so it does not cause future confusion." He said and took his hand out of my grasp. I rolled my eyes and stuck up the middle finger at Katsuki and walked away from both of them.

" GET BACK HERE ASSHOLE!!!" He screeched and ran at me from behind. I swiftly sidestepped and he plummeted to the ground landing on his bootiful face. I let out a silent chuckle at my own joke but then put my poker face back on and continued walking.

" Might wanna get your nose checked out, looks pretty bad," I said without turning around and waving at him as blood gushed from his nose. He gagged and got up and stomped away while screeching at everyone.

" Typical Kacchan..." My eyes widened at my own words and I shook my head violently. " Katsuki it's Katsuki not...Kacchan..." I said to myself and let my guard down not noticing the person beside me.

" Who's Kacchan?" I jumped and looked beside me and saw a purple-haired boy with dark bags under his eyes. I looked at him deeply and felt my instincts telling me to be careful around this guy. " Hey come on dude, I only asked a question...No need to give me the silent treatment..." I glared at him and felt my hands begin to heat up. I readied myself and put my senses on high alert. I heard his eyeball move downward and I quickly jumped behind him and put him in a chokehold. He gasped and struggled to get free.

" Woah! Hey! Dude let me go!" I felt my danger level go down and I quickly let him go and stood up. He got up and stared at me questioningly. " I am sorry I offended you, but what the hell was that?" I sighed and rubbed my arm nervously. " You didn't, it was my quirk...It sensed you were dangerous and if I were to speak then something bad would happen. But now everything is fine...For now...and if you must know, Kacchan is my parrot's name." He made an 'o' with his mouth and nodded. " That's pretty cool! Is he going to live in the dorm with you?" I rolled my eyes and started walking away. " Hey, I was talking to you..." I groaned under my breath and headed towards the dormitory. Man, that guy was asking way too many questions...It's really suspicious...It might be too soon but I think someone may already be targeting me...

I walked up to the building and took out my keycard and scanned it on the card scanner and heard the door buzz. I pulled it open and walked into a large hallway. I took off my shoes and carried them with me. I looked around and scoffed at all the luxurious shit. The huge ass kitchen? Unnecessary...The open concept living room? Unnecessary...I walked up to the elevator and scanned my card once again and waited for the doors to open. They dinged and I walked in and pressed the 3rd-floor button.

The doors closed and brought me to the desired floor and let me out when it reached its destination. I exited and walked up to the door that was mine. " So this is my dorm room?" I asked myself out loud as I read the name tag that was hooked onto the wall beside the door. I took my card out of my pocket and tapped it onto the card scanner. I heard it beep and the door unlock. Why must they need to be so extra? A key would've been fine, not this bougie shit. I grabbed the handle and pushed it down opening the door. 

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