Roses are white ( Kirishima x reader )

Who was it?

There were only a couple people in there already, I recognized none of them. I just sat down in a seat further to the back. People started coming in, more people I didn't recognize.

Until Kirishima walked in waving his hand at me,"hey Althea." He walked up to me,"uh.. what did you do to Bakugou, he's been weird since yesterday."

"I killed him, well I made him think I did for a moment," I replied looking up at him. His roots were black but it was hard to notice.

"How..?" He started to ask.

"Illusion," I replied,"except the ones I can create are more than one sense."

"Oh.." He said.

"What she do to Bakugou," Denki said walking in.

"killed him ish," he replied giving no further explanation. He sat down in the seat in front of me.

"If your here to make friends your in the wrong place," our homeroom teacher said in a orange sleeping bag.  

We went out to the back to test our ability, the teacher had bakugou demenstate a ball toss.  

"What can you normally get?" the teacher asked. 

"50," Bakugou replied. 

"In these tests you can use your quirk, so go ahead," the teacher said. 

Bakugou thru the ball, an explosion appeared right after he thru the ball. He got over 900 yards. This Uraka I believe her name was, she got infinity with her 0 gravity quirk. When everyone used their quirk I copied them, so now I'll be more powerful than all of these people.

We had boring classes the rest of the day, I dropped my stuff off in my locker and lazily started walking back to the dorm. I literally had nothing better to do, my phone ringed. I pulled it out and found I had a text from Kirishima. 

I need you help. Can you come to my bathroom in the dorm?      

"What the hell would he need help with in there," I mumbled putting my phone away. I walked into the dorm after walking back to the dorm. I sighed and went into Kirishima's room then opened the bathroom door. 

There was looked like blood all over the sink, Kirishima was covered in it and it was leaking from somewhere on the floor I couldn't see. 

"Who'd you kill?" I asked seriously. 

"What!" He yelled at me,"I'm dyeing my hair." 

"Oh, I meant that sarcastically," I said probibly not sounding truthful. 

He looked around the bathroom,"it kinda does look like I killed someone. Everything started leaking, can you help me?" 

"Sure," I said. If dye was anything like blood you might need blood to get it out. 

I helped him clean up the mess and finish dye his hair. When it came to anything with hair I could probibly easily do it, but when it comes to make up the best I got is a marker. I dried his hair and played with it. 

"Is this necessary?" He asked. 

"Absolutely," I replied playing with his hair. 

"Hey... um... thanks for helping me," he replied. I'm surprised he's still letting me play with his fuzzy hair. What would he do if I... Let's find out. 

I kissed him on the cheek,"no prob." Then I just walked away.