𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 | ᴇ. ᴋɪʀɪsʜɪᴍᴀ

° . 08: 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝐶𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑥𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑙 . °

𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐠, everybody quickly started packing up. They ran out the hallways and to their lockers. Phone rings all over the place with laughter coming from almost everybody.

All (Y/N) has to do is wait for everybody to leave while standing awkwardly by her locker. Great plan obviously. For someone who comes up with new battle tactics and strategies like nothing, this is the best one yet so far.

Someone tackled her from behind, causing her forehead to hit her locker door roughly. The person removed their arms from her neck and groaned from how it looked.

"Oh shi- I'm sorry (L/N)-chan~ It was an accident!" Mina pleaded. "Are you okay?"

(Y/N) absent-mindedly glanced at her. "Hmm? Yeah, I'm okay. ."

"Y-you're bleeding!" Mina pointed out, looking around for a band-aid.

I don't see what the problem is.

Her forehead was bruised from the middle with a little cut. The red liquid slid on her nose, falling to the ground. That's when she noticed she was hurt. She shrugged.

Her face was being turned unwillingly, meeting someone's red eyes. It's just Kirishima. He let go of her chin and grabbed a tissue, wiping the blood off her face. He softly placed a Minion band-aid on her forehead to finish it.

"There you go, you should be fine until you get it checked by Recovery Girl!" He suggested, stepping back with a smile.

"Thanks, Kirishima. . ." (Y/N) glanced at Mina unintentionally.

"I'M SOWRRY!" She grabbed the h/c hair girl's hand and dramatically fell to the ground. "But on a serious note, I'm very sorry. I just got too excited about the end of school and. . will you marry me as well?"

(Y/N) deadpanned, watching Mina get on one knee now. This has to happen in the middle of the hallway as well?

"Excited about what?" She asked, feeling her hand being sweaty from Mina's grip.

Kirishima perked up from this. "That's the reason why we came over here. We wanted to ask if you wanted to go out with us. Including Bakugou, Kaminari, Jiro, and Sero. We're all going to go laser tag which is going to be new and fun!"

Lasers sound scary. . . and I'm not sure how long that's going to last.

"I can't, sorry. . I have some errands to run." (Y/N) frowned, slipping on her black hoodie.

He solemnly smiled. "That's okay, next time probably and don't worry! I'll be sure to invite you."

Mina grabbed Kirishima's arm, dragging him away. He waved back at (Y/N), watching her until he disappeared around the corner. (Y/N) looked around and saw the hallway empty. Too empty.

♬ °. ☼. ° ♬

"Three plus three is six but three times three equals nine?" (Y/N) asked.

"That seems correct, you're progressing faster than I expected." Ectoplasm pushed his glasses up his nose, leaning back into an office chair.

They were chilling in (Y/N)'s room that finally possesses a desk table for her to work at. This included a comfy spinning chair for herself and a black office chair for her teachers so they can teach her in the evening.

(Y/N)'s handwriting was decent yet exceedingly sloppy. It stayed above the lines yet the capitalization and kanjis were used improperly. They should've assigned her Present Mic first.