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☆~Denki Kaminari~☆

-------- ☆~°+*¤ | A Better Friend | ¤*+°~☆ ----------

"(Y/N), can you take out the trash and recycling?"

There were two bins of each.

It's easy enough. Just take each bin from beside the house, to the side of the road.

Nothing bad will happen to you.

Ever since the incident last year, you've been scared to leave the house at night.

You've also had a hard time trusting your friends. They were with you when it happened. None of them helped you, they didn't even look concerned. They let it happen to you.

You continued dragging the bins to the side of the road.

You wanted to go back inside.

If you stay outside for too long, they'll find you and take you away again.

You don't want that to happen.

"Hey, you!" Soomeone said from behind you.

You screamed out in fear.

"Woah, calm down!" They said. "I-is something wrong?"

You were breathing very heavily, and your heart was beating out of your chest.

"Are you having some kind of heart attack?!" The person asked. "I can call an ambulance if you need!"

"I-I-I'm fine..." You responded, still breathing very heavily. "T-thank you for y-your concern..." You said.

"Well that's good." The person said, helping you stand up. You turned around to see who who it was. It was a boy your age with yellow hair, a black bolt-shaped streak in his hair. He was wearing a white tee shirt, a flannel jacket, cuffed jeans, and a choker. "My name's Denki Kaminari! I live just across the road from you! You're new in town, right? What's your name?" He happily asked.

"I... I-I'm (Y/N) (L/N)..." You nervously said.

"That's a pretty name, (Y/N)." He told you. "Why were you so startled by me?"

"...I..." You paused, thinking back to everything that happened. "I... I d-don't want to talk about it."

"Oh! That's ok then!" He smiled brightly.

"Is it...? You... you aren't going to force me to tell you...?"

"No of course not! What kind of horrible person would force you to talk about something that clearly traumatized you?" Kaminari asked.

"...my friends."

"What-?"

"M-my friends. They wouldn't take no for an answer when I told them I didn't want to talk about it." You explained, on the verge of tears.

"Oh... that sounds horrible (Y/N)..." Kaminari said to you. "They're clearly not your friends if they're forcing you to do that." He said. "You need to cut them out of your life! Also, hey, you mind telling me their names and addresses? I'd be more than happy to cut them out of your life for you ifyou know what I mean."

That got a bit of a laugh out of you.

"Hey! I made you smile!" Kaminari excitedly said, pointing at you. "You're pretty cute when you smile, you know that?"

"No... I-I didn't know that..."

"Well you do!"

"Tell you what, (Y/N)... since we're neighbours, why don't I come over to our place tomorrow, and we can get toknow each other better? I'd really like to be friends with you!"

"That... um... t-that sounds nice, Kaminari."

The next day, when he came over, you noticed a strange smell coming from his body, mostly his hands.

It smelled almost like blood.

And when you opened the front door to let him in, you saw his house, just across the street from yours... the bags in the garbage bins in front of his house looked like they were holding bodies.

...

That can't have happened, right?

He was just joking that night... right?