Even After Everything [Remake]

C. 03

Lunch went by... the rest of the day went by. Slow but it was another normal day. However, it finally hit me today that I have been having the feeling of someone watching me over the past month, but only today did that feeling actually click. I knew something felt off, I just wasn't sure what. But, as I thought about it longer, as I pondered it during class, I knew for certain that I could feel the eyes of someone nearby watching me. It was... sickening... almost. The announcement that rang over the school the week before about a traitor being in the building made a feeling of paranoia rise throughout not only my entire body but also of the bodies of every single other person inside the school. Normally, it would be fine and I could shrug it off or let curiosity take over and simply turn around, but the fear that I would be face to face with a villain was... oddly terrifying. Because of that, I just tried my best to let it slide off my shoulders. I didn't want to think about it. Not here, not now, not ever. I've faced villains before, but nothing is worse than someone that you thought was a good person and maybe even someone close to you being one themselves... I shook my head quickly, almost making my head spin. Just almost....

"Deku?" I jumped almost completely out of my chair.

"Oh, hi, Uraraka!" I squealed as she put her face close to mine, studying it.

"So close... she's so close." I could feel my ears heating up, but was interrupted by her voice.

"Are you alright? You don't look like you feel too well," she stated, curious, tilting her head like a puppy staring at her owner, confusion and worry written across her face. And yet all I could think about was how easy she was to read. Which wasn't a bad thing, but it contrasted so strongly to someone. I wiped the thought from my mind.

"Yeah! Actually, I have a quick question, if that's alright," I replied sheepishly. I didn't want to freak her out with this, but it was kind of a sensitive question to not only her but the other students.

"For sure! What's up?" She had straightened up, but I pulled her back down and closer to me. I swear I could see a blush begin to cover her already rosy cheeks, but I shook it from my mind. It wasn't important right now and probably just a figment of my imagination anyway. I carefully whispered in her ear.

"Who... who do you think the traitor is? Honestly?" I hesitantly asked before letting her go so she could pull away, which she did. Her face didn't have the slightest hint of a blush besides the natural pink coating. A figment of my imagination. She stood there for a minute, really chewing on the question, making me a little antsy. She hummed in thought.

"I don't have a clue to be honest with you. I'm not sure, but if I really had to take a gamble at it, I would probably go for Monoma from class 1B" she replied, looking more at the floor or the things around her than me, her hands neatly in front of her.

"Man, she's perfect... N-Not now!" I mentally fought with myself. I was right but it really wasn't the time. I thought about her response. It seemed plausible.

"That doesn't seem like a bad guess but I don't know," I said, putting my hand to my chin, having other things on my mind as well.

"Why do you ask exactly?" the bubbly girl asked, tilting her head once more. I admired the way her bangs and the longer strands that perfectly framed her face fell. I ignored it. Not. The. Time.

"Just a random thought," I replied in a sheepish way with a chuckle, rubbing my palm against the back of my head.

"Alright! Well, we should get going. Aizawa is gonna get annoyed if we stay in here any longer," she stated, standing completely up straight and picking up her bag from a nearby desk that I hadn't even noticed was there. We both turned to look at Aizawa. He was asleep on the floor in his signature yellow sleeping bag. We looked back at each other and shared a small laugh. Only he would be asleep on the floor in a yellow sleeping bag right now. 

With that, and without much else of a word, we exited the room and continued to exit the building. We said our goodbyes and went our own ways. I realized that I didn't feel watched in that moment.

"It has to be someone in the classroom..." I thought, but I shook my head. That was crazy to even think about! Someone in the 1A classroom. It was insane to think about. There was no way. But if it wasn't the traitor or anyone of the sort, then just who was giving me this feeling? Nobody that came to mind seemed to click the idea of that besides maybe Kacchan, but it was impossible for it to be him. He sat right in front of me. I jogged my mind some more. No one that sat behind me really clicked, really fit to be the type of person to be like that or do that in general. Besides one, one very observant boy that just so happened to sit in the very back and just so happened to be the most observant person I've ever met.

But... why?

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Hellooooo! I am back, everyone. Probably not for good but for now, and I'm sorry for the somewhat short chapter! I am desperately trying to hang onto what motivation I have that I'm getting from reading other fanfics. But hey! It's motivation one way or another. Hoping to be able to put out some more chapters for you babes so maybe expect more???? Alright, I need to do my English homework now, so bye :)

~Astro