My Hero Academia: The Next Generation Book 3

Chapter 28

       "So, who was that loser back there? Whatever that was seemed personal." Hearing Vic's question, I would turn my head to glance at her, thinking for a moment on how to respond before glancing down.

       "Bully from awhile ago... Almost made me kill myself when I was younger but thankfully, I was saved. Saved by my once ex now boyfriend again since he's changed... He was also my bully at one point."

       "That is the single most fanfic thing I have ever heard." Vic would chuckle lightly under her breath before nodding, glancing ahead. "Well then, especially good riddance that he's gone now... And this fox? Who're they?"

        "Someone from my time with the league... They aren't like the others. Much more friendly and actually tries to be a pacifist. So, no worries about danger there."

        "What was the league like?" Kotsu would chime in, his head tilting some as he glanced at me. Thinking for a moment before shrugging.

        "It was okay? I guess... Aside from being forcefully brought in, pretty much tortured, forced to bear All for One, yada... most of them were assholes though. But..."

        "But?"

         "Never mind... Let's just forget all this happened, yeah?" Kotsu and Vic would both nod, the rest of the walk to the theatre was pretty quiet, leaving me to my thoughts on everything. 'I can't believe Blaze went and tailed me like that... But... At least he got what he deserved... What Vic did was a very long time coming. Just wish I could've been the one to do it... Er.. No, I shouldn't be thinking like that... Fuck, why do I keep backtracking to that mindset, the league stuff is over. I can't be thinking like that anymore... Maybe I could try and do some vigilante stuff, get myself back in the hero mindset... Yeah, I can just wear some crap from home, looks don't matter too much right now...' Letting out a soft sigh, I would finally push the last of those thoughts out of my mind. Now being able to focus better on the present, just in time too since the movie theatre was coming up.

           We would glance at the movies showing currently before deciding on some random action movie that at least seemed vaguely interesting, buying our tickets, snacks, and drinks before we made our way to the screening room our movie was in and taking our seats at the back of the theatre. Letting out a soft sigh of relief, I would slump in my seat as I munched on the nachos I bought. Vic was on one side of me with a slushie, and Kotsu on the other side of me with a pretty big bag of popcorn with Reese's mixed in. Ads we're still running for now on screen, so I was sort of just blankly watching them, head empty.

            However, my head empty state was eventually interrupted by getting the feeling of being watched, glancing at the corner of my eye, I could see some people seemed to have noticed who I was, not so hushed whispers brewing among them as I soon let out a sigh. Doing my best to ignore the whispers and focus on the movie, but now that I noticed it, my mind began running hundreds of miles of an hour, wondering what exactly they were thinking or saying about me... Wondering what everyone was thinking or saying about me... Do my friends even like me anymore? Does anyone?

           Thoughts like that were constant throughout the movie and night, long after when I should be asleep, I was still in bed lying awake. Staring at the ceiling while Kitsune was lying curled up in a ball at the corner of my bed, however they weren't asleep either. Instead just watching me, likely to observed my condition the best they could from the outside. Soon lifting my hand, I would stare at it as it lightly shook. The shaking from the quirk trauma I'm not sure will ever go away at this point, a brief flash, my hand coated in blood again before disappearing. Resting it on my chest afterward, I would continue to lie there in silence until the sun crept through a crack in my curtains. Glancing over at my window, I would let out a heavy sigh and stand up, making my way over to my dresser as I threw on a t-shirt and sweatpants.