(Dadzawa) I'm not a cat! (Cat quirk reader)

58: A Game Continue

A/n:

How were all of your Halloweens?

Mine was certainly horrifying. I wrote a fanfic, it's a short one, and I have yet to edit it, but I did it... in twenty four hours. I was half asleep while writing it, so it's probably strange.
It was a challenge, and I payed the price for spending so much time off my day on it... but it was worth it in my opinion! I learned stuff! I definitely don't regret writing so much! Though not again. Not any time soon.

Definitely because I'll read through it later and I think; what the fuck is this.
Yep, I can already see my face of confusion! (I'll edit later, I swear, I just have to find time!

But anyway, this story will continue for a while longer. I won't finish it today! I've learned my lesson, not to do everything in one day and to put my phone on the other side of the room and whatever. (My phone addiction is complaining)

Have a great day/night and have a Halloween themed waffle, 🧙‍♀️ 🧇 🎃,

—Waffle

'Tomura? Could you please pick me up? Nothing urgent but... if you could that would be nice'

The bar was empty of people when the portal opened and I stepped through. The light was out and the air outside was wet. I hesitated, but I went upstairs.

I walked passed the doors, pausing when I heard sound from one of the rooms.

Softly, I knocked.

There was a long pause.

Then Shigaraki appeared, looking menacing as he prepared to shove his hand in my face.

"Boo." I said, hoping his hand would pause... which fortunately it did.

Shigaraki paused and realised it was just me.
"A bit of a warning would have been nice," he huffed before he stepped inside his room. He left the door open, so I hesitantly walked inside.

His room was messy. Though I guess it wasn't a bad thing because I once read on he internet that... was I still looking for excuses not to clean up my room? Whoa, I was stubborn.

"You don't look injured," Shigaraki said as he sat down with a Nintendo thing. He clicked the buttons a little, glancing up at me for answers.

"I..." I paused before j looked away.
"I got grounded big time."

The long conversation with Nezu had not turned out great.
Though... in a way... I should take what I can get and go through with his plan.

"They don't want me to be a vigilante anymore..." so I can focus on my studies... and not get myself kidnapped... and—

I slowly walked over to a desk chair, sitting down despite the chair looking like it would fall apart. Shigaraki wasn't very careful with his stuff... his desk too, didn't only look unused, but about to fall apart still.

For a moment it was quiet as I thought about the argument. I really had thought I was doing something good, but apparently not. It hurt. Even though I didn't like to admit it, it hurt a lot.

"My dad got mad at me," I sniffled, actual tears springing up in my eyes as I stared at the clean wood of the desk, "He yelled, and... and he got so mad it scared me."

Shigaraki seemed to pause his game.

"He told me..." actually, Nezu told me the next part... "If I don't make the exams and the summer activities after... I might just get kicked out." Out of the hero course.