I Hate That I Love You || Todoroki x OC [Discontinued]

Chapter One- I'm already so tired

I heard my alarm go off but I refused to move.

It was literally my least favourite sound. I squeezed my eyes shut and wrapped my pillow around my head and screamed. Maybe, I thought, that if I ignored it, it would go away and I can go back to sleep as if nothing happened.

...nope.

Apparently, that's not how it worked.

I threw my pillow at it and it worked! Oh thank GOD it worked. I mean, no would care about one broken alarm, right? It was a mistake anyway. The existence of an alarm clock is just stupid! I muttered under my breath and somehow snuggled deeper into my blankets, trying to find that one little sweet spot.

Ah, found it.

I sighed in happiness and closed my eyes to sleep. I felt it! I could actually sleep! Oh yes, breaking that alarm clock was the best idea I've ever had. I'm finally going to-

Every morning I wake up to the same sweet sound! Picking up my cell phone-

Goddamn it. I set an alarm on my phone, didn't I.

I know myself too well, it was not cool.

Why did I set my alarm so Goddamn early? It's 7am I usually don't wake up until around 9am because I don't go to school and I'm home schooled.

I groggily sat up and blinked a few times, still very confused and delirious. My head bobbed up and down a few times as sleep was still trying to take over my body.

I glanced at the half-broken alarm clock on my floor that was still making some very weird sounds. So I did the most logical thing you could possibly do in this situation.

Get out of bed and beat the crap out of it.

Never again will that punk wake me up. I actually had a decent sleep for once and that ruined it. You don't even know how hard it was to sleep tonight especially when today is the day I...

... go to school. Oh. That's why I have a double alarm.

Oh. It made sense.

NoooOOOOOoooooooo!

I can't go to school! I'm too socially awkward and I really don't know how to talk to people! You may think I'm exaggerating, but I'm really not. I've only ever actually spoke to a few people in all my existence, which does NOT include people around my age.

Well... I don't remember seven years of my life so, eh. Who knows? Not me.

I glanced to my desk and saw that I had left the desk lamp open and cursed. I saw that I had one of my notebooks open and that black stars were scribbled all over it. I scratched my head, I didn't remember doing it.

It was a weird habit I had. I'd just doodle black little stars where ever I can when I get nervous. No idea why but who cares? Not me.

In all seriousness, I was actually really excited in a weird way.

I'd never been to school ever since I moved into this house when I was around seven or eight. Teachers would rotate in and out when teaching me. Some would quit, some stayed all throughout. Some heroes would even come and teach me things I couldn't teach myself, which was cool I guess.

I flung my legs off the other side of my bed and properly stretched, trying to get rid of all the fatigue so I could properly get ready.

My uniform was hanging outside of the closet and I just glared at it, as a noticed a small note attached to it.

"Sorry! I wish I could have seen you in your cute uniform before you left to school but I was forced to leave really early this morning, WHICH IS SO SAD!!! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU I FEEL LIKE IT WAS ONLY YESTERDAY WHEN YOU USED TO CRAWL INTO MY BED AT NIGHT BECAUSE YOU WERE SCARED- I gtg Izaya is mad xxxxxxx"