[Monday morning, 6:55 a.m. Jirou's room]
A beam of sunlight appears through the curtains. Kaminari opened his eyes just to see he was alone on Jirou's bed, wondering where was the purple-haired girl. She emerged from the bathroom door, already dressed in her school uniform and kneeling to tie her shoes. She looked so emotionless and distant, that only fueled Kaminari's insecurities even more.
Jirou: You better hurry, you don't want to be late.- She said on her knee, with the shoelaces dancing around her fingers.
Kaminari: S-Sure.- He wasn't sure of what to take from this situation, considering the things that happened the night before.
Denki stood up from her bed and made his way to his room without anyone noticing him leaving the girl's room so early in the morning. It's hard to consider the fact that not a single one of their classmates manages to catch them leaving each other's room. How do they get away with it every single time? No one knows.
Kaminari was taking a relaxing bath in the big hot tub of the boy's bathroom. He took the time he had while he was alone to have a conversation with his thoughts. Why was Jirou so distant this morning with him when she was clinging to the same person just the night before?
-This whole deal really hurts her huh? She is acting so weird. I'm worried about her, what should I do? Should I keep the plan of confessing tonight going? Damn, I don't want to hurt her.- He wondered while half-face deep underwater and his beautiful golden hair wet, dripping water down to his face.
He made his way downstairs already dressed and looking for the kitchen to eat something before heading out to the academy. He encountered Jirou in the common area ready to leave with Yaomomo. She took the initiative.
Jirou: Hey...- She looked serious.
Kaminari: H-Hey...- On the other hand, he looked nervous.
Jirou: I wanted to say, thank you...for being with me when I needed it, again.- Her voice tone was low, she didn't wanted to be heard by anybody but Denki.
Kaminari: You know you don't need to thank me.
Jirou: Nevermind.- She looked serious but she was rubbing her hands a little, a clear sign she was a little nervous too.
Kaminari took this moment to make a move, maybe to ease things a little between them both. They literally haven't spoken too much to each other after the accident.
Kaminari: Hey I was wondering, maybe to-
Jirou: Sorry, I gotta go. Don't take too long Kaminari.- She cut him suddenly, he was a little disconcerted by the attitude of the girl in front of him. She turned and made her way to the main door of the building.
Kaminari: *sigh* See you later...-He said like she was still there with him, and the tone he said it with was one of sadness.
Jirou was looking down, spaced out while walking down the pathway that led to the school. Yaomomo was talking with Hagakure alongside her and that allowed Jirou to be alone with her thoughts too, like the electric boy in the baths.
-Why did I say that? God Kyoka with that attitude you aren't gonna have the guts to tell him what your feelings are tonight. But after what happened, I can't understand how he can act like nothing ever happened. Gosh, I hate his easygoing attitude of his...- That last thought made her blush slightly.
One of the many things she admired about him was his way of facing life. Yeah, he might be dumb and a very dense moron, but the way he faced every situation (no matter how dire the situation is) with a smile and with his classic cheerful aura always made her feel jealous of him. Even in the worst of scenarios, Denki somehow finds a way to make everyone feel good and with their spirits uplifted. But that made her feel down a little. Does Kaminari deserve a girl who is always dragging him down with her negativity and insecurities?
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Electro-Punk Love, a Kamijirou story
FanfictionMANGA SPOILERS!!! Also, R-18 mature sexual content and swearing. COMPLETED. The war against the villains is over, AFO and the League of Villains are gone and hero society in the world is rebuilding itself, but our heroes in training need to get back...