This chapter contains platonic IzuKami, and its meant as a (probably pretty short) St Patrick's Day special. I did some very vague research and apparently St Patty's Day is in fact celebrated in Japan despite the USA being one of the main places to participate in it. If you do not celebrate or participate in this holiday, don't mind too much, this chapter is meant as a just for fun experience.
Also, this chapter contains angsty quotes. These are ones that have been sitting in my head like all day, not ones from Pinterest or Google. My quotes. I am the person who originally said these. If you must use any of my quotes for your own purposes, plz make sure you properly reference me.
Denki groaned as he finally got out of bed. If only he hadn't stayed up until so late; then maybe he wouldn't be so exhausted. It was the start of a new week. At the end of every week of when his quirk finally calms down enough to let him sleep, yet this time it appears to not have been his quirk keeping him awake, but insomnia and boredom.
He had spent most of the night and a few hours into very early morning watching some of his favorite streamers while they were live as he attempted to work on homework and personal art projects by screen-light. Why did he waste his time? His body was tired enough he should have fell right asleep. Damn his brain. It was stupid for a reason.
His quirk was the cause of a lot of problems, including intense Body heat, dehydration, insomnia, anxiety, slight depression, amnesia, ADHD with and increased lack of ability to focus and more. (Just because this is suppose be a short chapter, doesn't mean imma skip out on angst. That's how y'all know me after all :b)
Denki didn't care enough to do much with his bed head. He had caught a glimpse of it in his small mirror on the wall when he first turned over, fully woken up that morning. He had quickly made his bed in a lazy manner and tossed his pillows back onto the mattress.
He then stood up with close to proper posture and walked over to the mirror. He ran his hands through his messy hair as of a way to comb it out. He shook his head to fluff his hair up to the best of his abilities then smoothed it out so that his lightning bolt was on full display.
He itched at his stomach underneath his oversized Sprite™️ t-shirt with a big yawn, slightly annoyed when he felt sleep tears bead up in the corners of his eyes. He quickly wiped them away with disgust and pulled his shirt over his body again. His shirt was Green with striped sleeves and the Sprite logo down the front. His sleep shorts were black with a single bright yellow stripe down the left leg. Also on his left leg, was a long star patterned sock while his right foot was covered in a dark grey sock that had folded around his ankle.
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Denki glanced behind him to check the date. Huh. It was St Patrick's day. Denki looked down at his shirt really fast and shrugged, supposing that its faded green colour was sufficient enough.
