Chapter IX
"I still don't know why you wanted me to come as well", Y/N nagged and whined about having to go out with her classmates.
She wanted to be at her dorm and do something she actually enjoyed. Socializing was not one of them.
But here she was, black dressing pants, white button-up, her coat, bright red doc martens, matching black mask and bright red gloves, scrolling through her phone as her class was going from shop to shop. Lead by none other than Momo.
"What do you think Chisaki-chan?", Uraraka asked, holding up a light pink dress, "I was thinking about buying this dress, I've been saving up for almost three months now."
"I guess? Pink suits you Raka-chan. Just get it?"
"You're the best!", the brown-haired girl cheered, going in for a hug, which was swiftly declined by the girl holding up one finger.
"No hugs."
The other girl just pouted lightly, "As you say Chisaki-chan..."
The girl with auburn hair just nodded, turning her attention back to something that had caught her eye earlier.
"I'll be right back guys", she muttered, walking over to the men's section.
Her brother's birthday was coming up, as well as Izana's death-day, plus maybe she should get Tomura something as well, they had a pretty bad fight on the weekend and hadn't made-up yet.
"Excuse me", Y/N demanded, a few hangers in hand, trying to pass by a group of boys. Her voice stern enough to make a grown man shit himself.
"Hah?"< the pink-haired oy in the group spoke up, turning around to face the smaller girl, his cocky grin dropped at the sight in front of him.
"Guys. Am I imagining something?", he asked, his 'friends' turning around to face the same direction, most getting as pale as if they had just seen a ghost.
"You punks got a problem?"
"Y/N?"
"How the fuck do you know my name?"
"D-Don't you recognize us?", the tall blonde man asked, shocked expression on his face.
"...Mucho?"
"Yes."
"The hell happened to you? You look twenty years older. Two years have passed."
"Y/N. Don't you recognize any of the others?"
"Should I?"
"I'm Sanzu...", the pink-headed young man spoke.
"The hell did you do with my Barbie?!"
"Chisaki-chan? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine moss-head. Screw off", Y/N dismissed the green-haired boy who flinched away at the glare the other boys were giving him.
"Kakucho?!", Y/N asked, wide-eyed, she had seen him getting shot, she had seen him dying and Ran closing his eyes.
"H-Hi there Masky..."
Y/N stomped up at the black-haired boy, shoving the rack of clothes into the pink-haired boy's arms, smashing Kakucho's cheeks between her palms as she pulled his face down to hers, glaring at him.
"You're supposed to be dead!"
"N-No need to scream N/N..."
"No need to scream? Haa?", A gloomy aura surrounded Y/N as she ticked her head to the side, "I saw you get fucking shot!"
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Fanfiction"Shut it you damn waste of atoms. If I would care enough I would have turned you into your atoms by now." - "Well, I don't take insults lightly." - What if a deadly-sick girl meets a bunch of delinquents? Will she warm up to them? Will they find out...
