Brain Boys {Shinso x MaleOC}

Dissociate

Eun-Jae's POV

I went through the motions, breathing in slowly and letting out the air in the same manner. The panic quickly subsided into an aura of calm, no longer seeping out and creating tendrils of anxiety around my peer. Shinso visibly calmed, merely offering a quirked brow and a smirk.

"Huh," Shinso quickly turned around and chose to ignore the reference back to the entrance exam, "Let's just get to school." His nearly spat the invite, frustrated more than likely. It seemed like he wasn't going to tell me the results for him, which meant more waiting.

Huffing, I followed, holding onto my backpack's straps with furrowed brows. "I didn't offend you did I?" I asked softly, walking on ahead and turning to look at the taller male. My hair was stuck into a bun on the back of my head, though I began to play with the bangs that covered my forehead in panic. Once more feeling myself grow overwhelmed with concern.

It was a bad sign in my quirk and personality, far too concerned about others opinions on me and what I say. And with empathy came the accidental leaking of the emotions onto other people, in turn only causing me more panic. A vicious cycle for a relatively nice and easy quirk to deal with. The essence was benevolent, never meaning to harm another, but it hurt still.

Shinso merely stared at me and then offered a small smile in hopes of assuaging me probably. "Nah, you're fine," the words instantly burned into my mind, and I nodded with a smile of my own.

As the day went on I felt myself disappear into the background, almost as though I were beginning to dissociate, my mind growing numb as I followed through with the motions of the day. Taking notes half heartedly as I fell into an all too familiar haze.

However, much like any daydream, I had to wake up and face reality. Stares.

When I finally got a hold of myself I felt the stares of the classroom beating down on me, every student and the teacher at the front staring at me. The teacher felt the need to repeat herself, a brief congratulation to me and Shinso for our entrance into U.A.. Though Shinso fell into the General Education section while I would be entering into the heroes class.

A blush dusted my cheeks. Nodding in thanks, head down and staring down at my legs. "Yes, thank you," I spoke like expected, "I'm excited to be given such an opportunity." My voice was soft. Weak. Whispers filled the classroom, cohorts calling Shinso a villain and not deserving of a spot, and just as quickly turning on me. 'Weak' repeated. And once more I fell.

And I awaited the end of the day in silence, no longer prompted to engage. My golden eyes wandered towards where Shinso sat two desks away, his own eyes dazed at the front of the classroom. It seemed we both were just following through with another day, motions stagnant.

With the end of the day came another discussion with Shinso, though this time in my will and blubbered out: "Will you be trying to transfer programs?"

He merely tilted his head and looked back up at me, "I'm going to be a hero, Ahn, and I will be a better hero than all of them."

I felt myself smile, cheeks burning with the weight of it. "Yeah you will," I cheered, and quickly retreated. Heading home for the first time with a pep in my step.

The break passed on quickly as I trained with my parents in preparation for the heroes program.