~Chapter 8~

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I woke up the next morning in an unfamiliar place. "Oh yeah." I was at Koda's family inn. And after school is when the jobs start. I took my clothes out of my bag and began my process. I did my daily routine, along with a few cuts. I folded the futon and put it in the closet, grabbed my school bag, and off I went. I headed to the front of the inn and waited for Koda. He arrives like 3 minutes later. 

~Hey. Are you ready?~ He nodded and before we left his mom came running out.

"Here you are!" She handed us bento boxes. I took mine with care.

"Thank you so much!" I said.

"What's wrong dear?" She looked at me. Koda did too. I had a tear falling.

"Oh, nothing." I wiped the tear. I didn't tell them why I was crying but because this was the first bento box I have had in 9 months. My dad made them for me. 

~Mom we have to go now.~

"Oh ok. Bye, kids~" She waved us goodbye, and Koda and I talked all the way to school. I passed Bakugo at the gate. He tried to approach me but he saw that I was happy and he backed off. Koda introduced me to Shoji and Ojirou, who I already met during training. Soon, Sato joined them. They seemed kind. The bell rang and we all rushed to our seats. The teacher came in.

"Quiet down. The principal has announced something. Since we have seen more villain activity around the campus, we have started building dorms. Now we will need to talk to your parents for permission before you will be allowed there." I started panicking. I raised my hand. "Yes L/N?"

"Please call me Y/N. And what if we are no longer in contact with our parents?" Everyone just looked at me.

"What do you mean Y/N-" Aizawa asked.

"I mean, I'm not talking to my mom anymore. What's done is done." I felt all eyes on me. 

"We can discuss this after class. But today, you guys are going to pick your hero names. Midnight." Midnight came in.

"Hey, Kids." She told us what the rules were and a lot of people went up before me. Then it was my turn. I picked Effervecent. It means bubbly. The class was over and I approached Aizawa.

"Let's go outside."

"Ok." We went out of the classroom into the hallway.

"So what happened?"

"My mom and I got into a huge argument and I just left because I couldn't handle it anymore. I'm currently living in Koda's family inn." He sighed.

"Ok. Well, since you are technically homeless, I don't really need her permission but I should ask Koda's mom in place of her."

"Ok."

"Now go back to class." I went inside and was met by Kirishima.

"You ok?" I ignored him and went to Koda.

~What did he say?~

~He said he would ask your mom since mine isn't in my life anymore.~

~Oh well that's good.~ I smiled.

~It is! Now I gotta help your mom with absolutely everything for a month.~

~She is pretty nice about chores.~

~Everything.~ He started laughing.

~What's going on guys?~ Ojirou came over.

"Oh, we were just talking about what Aizawa said."

"If I may ask, what happened?"

"My mom and I just got into a fight and I left. That's it." They all just kinda looked at me. "oh don't worry about it. I'm fine."

"If you say so," Sato said. We all just continued on for a few minutes until the bell rang again. I sat in my seat before I felt someone touch my back. I just leaned forward so he couldn't touch me anymore. He still did. I turned around.

"What do you want?" I whispered.

"What happened?"

"Why do you care Bakugo?"  I turned back around and ignored him the whole time. The bell rang and it was finally lunch. I left, taking my bag with me. 

"Y/N..." Mina was in my way of getting to the door.

"No." I walked around her and walked to the roof. I sat on top of the stairwell area. I took the bento box out of my bag and I was greeted with rice, little sausages made into octopi, and some veggies. I ate happily until the door opened. I basically dropped to my stomach to make sure I was out of sight. 

"Where did she go?" It was Bakugo. "God fucking dammit. This is all your fault Pinky!"

"I didn't think..."

"Oh, you didn't think that talking about her dad's death wouldn't be a sensitive topic?!" He was shouting.

"Don't yell dude." Sero chimed in.

"Maybe she is in the library," Kirishima said. "She had a lot of books at her house."

"You went to her fucking house?"

"I asked him too." Mina sounded like she was really sad. "I wanted to see how she was doing but since Kirishima knows her best, I asked him to do it."

" Just calm down bro. Getting mad isn't manly. Let's just go to the library." They all walked downstairs and I could hear Bakugo yelling. I sat up and was greeted by a yellow-haired boy.

"Hello, gorgeous."

"What?"

"Just checking in. I could smell food." He gave me a smile and I smiled back. He climbed the ladder and sat next to me.

"So why are you up here?"

"Calming. I don't like being near people. LOUD people." I just stared at him.

"I can be quiet." He whispered.

"Mhm." I just continued eating feeling the wind in my hair. Once I finished, I closed the bento box and put it back in my bag. "Wanna see something cool?"

"Sure. What do you have in mind?" He leaned back. I decided to tease him a little.

"Well..." I started to climb on top of him. "Maybe a little bit of this." My hair was falling to my face so I tucked one side behind my ear while maintaining eye contact. His face turned completely red. "Kidding. Come on." I hopped off of him and grabbed my bag. I got off of the stairwell roof and onto the regular roof. He followed me. We both stood near the edge. Once he got close, I hopped onto the ledge. He looked scared. "Join me." I held my hand out and he took it. He got up very carefully.

"What are we doing?" He chuckled lightly. He looked down then right back up at me.

"Hey. Calm down."I held his hands and he blushed. "Trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you trust me?" I asked again.

"I don't know. Yeah, I guess."

"Ok good. I hugged him and then tilted us to the edge. We fell off. I held his hand while we fell, gripping my bag so it didn't go flying. Kaminari was screaming and we fell right past the cafeteria where everyone was. We were about 40 feet from impact. And then, finally... we

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