𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 ❖ MY HERO ACADEMIA

chapter 82 - may i have this dance?

It had been two days since Komi had been shot. Her wounds had healed quickly enough that the doctors themselves didn't really have any answers, and were also heavily confused by how she could just stand up and walk around, even do some light stretches.

The gunshot left a permanent mark on her lower stomach. It was circular, and with however many times she cauterized the thing, that too left some smaller, and slightly better looking marks on her skin.
She never had a gunshot wound before. And it wasn't like it was on her bucket list either, but for the aftermath of it, she did not want to go through it again. And guess what?! She technically had two! Not only with the mark on her stomach, but with the graze on her arms, Komi had also been shot there. That wound on her arm cleaned up a lot nicer than her stomach, but it also made other people think that her other gunshot must not look that bad, so there's a positive...maybe, Komi wouldn't know, she's still figuring shit out.

Oh! And speaking of figuring shit out, Endeavour and UA sued the police officers involved, so the insurance and compensation and any hospital visit regarding her wound were covered by the authorities. For life!
And both cases also made bank, with UA winning 90 million yen. That's fucking right. 90 Million yen. And in Endeavour's case, he won 200 million yen. That court case made everyone around Komi rich as fuck, so maybe she ought to get shot a little more or whatever.

And what's this? An intergalactic space message sent through in Komi's dream she had last night where the author here explains the transversion of yen in dollars? AUD dollars? Because she lives in Austral-, Okay, you guys get the point.
Cough noise, cough or possible fart noise, 90 million yen is like, 92,000 dollars for UA, so yes, bank I guess. They could get a new toilet block or something. Then Endeavour got like 2 million buckaroos, so rich life ig. Okay, intergalactic intercross dimension space message is clearing! Buh-byE!

Komi shook her head, not sure why she just had a day-dream like that, but she was able to move on!

And she was going to have to move on, because there was what could possibly be the most fucked up thing UA has ever done, and they were doing it not only with Komi's class, but the whole school.

Everyone had to dance. With each other. And it had to be boy-girl after some little witch in the general education class said it would be traditional. However, luckily for Komi, tradition can suck her ass because she has a brother and she was fairly confident that he was a boy, so there.

Komi didn't have to hold hands with some boy, and despite how Monona was literally b-lining for her, she missed him and went right to Shoto, who did not have an issue with dancing with her. But he did have an issue with dancing. His feet were so stiff and he had no sway into the music, he was just going robot-mode the entire way.

"You know you're meant to bend your knees a bit, right?" Komi asked him as he was continuing keeping his legs as straight as an arrow.

Shoto gave her one glance. "You have food in your teeth."

"Your hair line isn't straight, I can see some red in the white from here." If he wanted to play, then he was gonna fucking play.

Shoto went quiet for a moment, then examined Komi's face, closely. "I think it's nice you're getting into the Christmas spirit this year."

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"I'm sorry?" Komi no longer had any idea where this was going, or if Shoto had any idea what was going on either.

"Well, the giant zit on your nose. It reminds me of Rudolph."

Komi had to drop her jaw, because unfortunately that was a serve. She had a callback to him ready, but hearing those words made any smart remark vanish from her mind. So, like anyone else would've done in the situation, Komi stomped on Shoto's foot.