3.17 - public transport is the worst

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summary - [first name] gets lit (on fire)

cw - burns, vomit, classic partying 😜😜😜




"Umm," you meekly began. This is kinda embarrassing – there's a whole party going on outside, but you're hiding in the bathroom, sitting in the dry tub. Quickly, you muted Aina and Mina and yourself. The person who had just entered quietly shut the door and leaned against, letting out a deeply anticipated sigh. It was one of those sighs that exhaled the fake personality people put on for show, much like you had sighed just a few minutes ago. You don't think he heard you.

"I shouldn't have come," the boy said under his breath as his long fingers ran through his hair. He had an emo ass haircut, with his purple fringe long enough to cover his left eye. Your eyes trailed down to look at his outfit, which was nothing like you would've expected from a guy with his hairstyle. He dressed like an American frat boy, with a black polo shirt and navy blue shorts. "I shouldn't have come," he repeated. "This is dishonorable! I should be training for the license exam instead of partying–"

Maybe you should just walk out. This seems a little... Like you're not supposed to be seeing this. You began to get up from your seat in the tub, causing the boy to jump, pressing his back to the door. "You!" he shouted accusingly as he pointed a finger towards your form, his pale face reddening in anger and embarrassment at being caught ranting to himself. "When did you get here?"

"I've been here!" you retorted, a small scowl on your face. You were already in a pretty bad mood and this guy shouting at you was pissing you off. Everything's pissing you off! Where's Inasa when you need him!? "Just about to leave," you muttered, standing up and towering above him. The boy was only around 170 cm while you were a staggering 185, give or take a centimeter, so you towered over him.

He stared at you in suspicion. He's never seen you before. The boy stood in front of the door with his arms crossed, like he was guarding the party beyond the bathroom, effectively blocking your exit.

"Excuse me?"

"Who are you?" After UA's multiple invasions, one can never be too cautious of intruders. I mean, you just look like a villain! What's with the severed arm!?

You almost punched him. But quickly, you let out a breath and shook your head. It'd be really bad if you punched this random emo frat guy. What if he's actually really nice? He's right, he doesn't know who you are. He's just being careful! You just got off on the wrong foot. Your scowl shifted into an ingenuous smile. "I'm [first name]," you introduced yourself, omitting your last name for whatever reason. In your slightly tipsy state, it must've just slipped your mind. Maybe the drink was making you a bit more violent, too. You should calm down and get back to Inasa. You couldn't believe he just left you with Camie!

His dark eyes sharpened in a glare. "So you're the girl Inasa was searching for so fervently... Nearly upturned the couch pursuing his search for you..."

This guy... He talks funny, like he wants to seem smart. Hell, you don't even know what fervently means! He must be making words up. You discretely hung up from the facetime call. "You know Inasa-kun?"

He grumbled, "How could I not? He makes himself known. He's quite notorious at Shiketsu, though I suppose you wouldn't know that because you don't attend Shiketsu, do you?"

This guy is so condescending, oh my god. Subconsciously, your mottled wings fluttered, an attempt to make you look bigger, more intimidating. "I go to UA," you said, nodding as you tried to keep a neutral attitude. "Dunno much about Shiketsu. But are ya gonna introduce yourself or just block my way out?"

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