From the Shadows || Katsuki Bakugou x OC

Chapter Seventy

It's all gone by so fast. I can't believe we're already at the tail end of our senior year of high school. Himiko decided to stick with physiology studies. Touya runs a small candle-making shop online while also working as a special effects makeup artist for a movie studio. It was by complete chance he was hired by a studio that's decently known, but I guess a lot of things are by chance at this point.

"Hey." Ochako poked my cheek. "We still on for tonight?" She whispered.

"You bet we are." I laughed. "Only thing is Mina can't make it."

"Aw that's a shame." She flopped onto the couch next to me. "What time are we leaving?"

"You really don't know? It's the same time we leave every time. Eight pm, thirty minutes from now." I chuckled. Himiko walked into the room.

"I just like to double check." She shrugged. "Besides, it's funny to annoy you."

"Aw c'mon. Can't you leave my sibling along." Himiko said, curling up against Ochako. "Besides, you gotta make sure you have enough energy to annoy Izuku and I."

"Oh yeah, that reminds me." I interrupted. "Everythings working out, right?"

"Yeah, everythings been going really well! Honestly if Hanta hadn't jokingly mentioned polyamoury then we probably wouldn't have thought of it."

"That's good to hear." I never said it, but it was hilarious watching them all like each other. None of them wanted to ask another out in fear of realizing they might like the other more or hurt the others feelings. That had gone on for at least a year before Hanta had gotten sick of them getting flustered around each other.

Soon Ochako, Himiko, Izuku, Shoto, Kiri, Katsuki, and I were all ready to go. So off we went.

A ten minute walk to the train station, five minutes of waiting, a ten minute train ride, and then walking for another fifteen minutes. Yet again we arrived at the abandoned parking garage.

Shoto and Katsuki had discovered it while on a scouting mission last year. It used to be connected to some sort of mini-mall that had been taken down decades ago, but for some reason they left the parking garage alone.

We've been coming here once or twice a month to just hang out under the night sky. It was perfect to watch the stars, if we wanted, since it was a decent bit away from most major light sources and buildings. Sometimes we'd bring card games, but most times we would just sit and chat.

We climbed up to the third floor, which was below the top floor, of the parking garage. I leaned over the edge and let the wind throw my ponytail behind my shoulders. "It hasn't been this windy up here in a while."

"No kidding." Katsuki said, "The last time it was this windy it started pouring." He adjusted the hearing aid in his right ear, "Damn wind." It must be too high-pitched for him. Luckily he's only gone mostly deaf in his right ear, and surprisingly it wasn't because of his quirk.

"So you're complaining about rain now?" Ochako giggled.

"Oh, you shut it Kirby." Regardless of partially losing his hearing, he still cannot stop himself from giving everyone nicknames.

We sat around talking about anything really. Himiko talked about her guitar playing, Kiri jokingly asked her to play Wonderwall when we get back, which then led to an arm-wrestling tournament. Because why wouldn't it.  Everything was going just as it would go any other time.

Shoto tightened the pink bracelet on his wrist, then looked at his watch. "We should probably start heading back soon." He said, looking up. "Its almost eleven."

Katsuki rolled his eyes, "I guess you're right. We wouldn't want Mr. Aizawa do kick our asses later." He definitely didn't say that because we weren't back by midnight once.
Izuku lept up from where he was sitting and stretched out his legs. "Might as well make it a race to the bottom. But no quirks."

"Ha! You're on broccoli head!" Katsuki rushed near him. "C'mon guys, get your asses over here so we can race."

We all lined up. We did this nearly every time, yet still acted as if it were some new thing.

"Everyone ready?" Katsuki snickered. We all gave some sort of signal to say we were ready. "Alright."

"Get ready."

"Set."

"Izuku?" A voice called from the end of the parking level. "I've finally found you." The air suddenly got thick.

"Who's down there?" He called, pulling out his phone flashlight. We were all a little on edge now, we didn't think anyone else would come here. Especially not someone that might be looking for Izuku.

The man started walking a bit closer, but we still aren't able to identify who it is.

"You know who I am. Don't be so alarmed."

"I asked who's down there! Answer me!"

Finally, the man stepped forward, clutching a cane, and came close enough to vaguely make out his body, then lit a cigarette with his breath.

"You really don't recognize dear old dad?"