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'who are you?" - ,, and just like that, I was a nobody all over again.
in which 𝘆/𝗻 𝗹/𝗻 just wants to be seen one last time.
・゜゜・．
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// "Those kids were more cautious then 12 year olds trying to shop lift at Sephora." //
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// past you POV //
"𝗦𝗢.. 𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗔 𝗬𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥?" The all pink girl said once Kaminari was done his tangent. I cringe at the remark - not all ghosts are Casper. Still, I have little time to think about what the teenagers are saying, my attention is focused on their teacher.
The fact he looks so much... older, is taking it's time to sink in. I've slowly been coming to terms with the fact that the whole world has moved on with out me, however I didn't realize that EVERYTHING would have changed so much.
I feel more eyes on, and it's finally come to my attention that I have been zoned out, looking at their teacher. I quickly float away behind Sero, not because I think he can save me, but because he is tall.
Kaminari leans over to me, confused by my actions. "Um, Y/n?" he asks, "Do you.. know our teacher?" I glance over to him, a look of terror and constipation flashing over my face.
"We were in the same class together." I informed him quietly. "He would buy my broke ass lunch, and in return I would avoid eye contact and speaking with him - it was his only request."
He nods slowly in response, and suddenly the pink girl pops up right beside, looking at me as if I'm some kind of criminal.
"So you're a forgotten ghost?" She says pointedly. "And you ALLEGEDLY used to go to our school around 15 years ago?" My ghostly spine tightens - this girl has for sure played Ace Attorney.
Momo steps in between us, blocking the pink girl from my view. "Mina, I know it seems strange, but I wholeheartedly believe what Y/n is telling us." She says, hand over heart. How sweet, Momo.
The girl now known to me as Mina takes a step back, processing what is being said to her. After some time, she nods, as if coming to terms with my existence. I want to tell her it's not that serious, but she has the energy of Kira from dance moms so I stay quiet.
Momo steps forward to address her classmates and teacher, who seemingly doesn't remember me the way I remember him. Shocking - not. She motions for me to follow behind her, smiling reassuringly at me.
"Everyone," She starts. "I know what Kaminari just told you might have been.. confusing and not-so-surprisingly uneducated,"
"DUDE!" Kaminari yells out at her, but Momo dismisses it.
"BUT... He is, and believe me when I say this, fully correct." She says, and her classmates exchange looks. "Y/n is a 16 year old girl who died trying to protect people, while being a student at UA, and now no one from her time remembers her existence. Now, there may not concrete, solid, totally truthful proof to back up these claims, but my gut is telling me to believe them." She pauses, before turning to her teacher. "Mr. Aizawa, I propose we bring Y/n back to UA, help her figure stuff out, and see what is really going on here. It's what a true hero would do."
That last sentence seemed to strike a chord with everybody, because they all started to agree with her. I will admit, Momo would make an insane president. Not good, but for sure insane.
Aizawa, sighing into his scarf, locked eyes with me for a moment, before turning his attention back to Momo.
"I agree with your assessment, Vice-rep." He said, turning to address the rest of his class. "Everyone, get your things and line up - we are heading back to school."
With that, everyone scattered. Momo sighed with relief as Jirou, Denki and Sero surrounded her.
"Nice job, YaoMomo!" Denki said, shaking her shoulders.
"Ease up, dude, she's probably tired after all that." Jirou said slapping his shoulder. 'She is so bisexual' I think to myself.
"I was worried there for a sec," Sero said, looking at the rest of his classmates. "I wasn't sure we could convince em'."
I nodded in agreement. Those kids were more cautious then 12 year olds trying to shop lift at Sephora. I wonder if they still do that stuff...
"I'm glad I could help." Momo said, smiling slightly. "I don't know what it is, but I want Y/n to stick around."
I laugh. "It's not like I can go any place else, you know with everyone blanking on my existence."
Jirou snorts, and I look at her confused, giving her a 'what's so funny?' look.
She shakes her head. "Nothing it's just, blanking has double meaning..." She whispers, before they burst out laughing.
"OH KEEP IT PG YOU - YOU LITTLE - ugh, I hate this new generation."
// word count : 824 //
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