Friday

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Chatter, talking, a lot of it. What happened, I'm in class right now. Did I fall asleep? I open my eyes slowly, rising my head. I look around, everyone is here. Bakugou yelling at Midoriya, Mina and Kaminari acting like idiots, Mineta being a pervert. It's normal, except Momo and Todoroki. They're quieter, not talking, they're just staring at nothing.

I guess it's my fault they're like that. I open my bag and take out my phone, I turn it on, 8:19. How long have I been sleeping? I should have stayed in my dorm, it would be better for everyone. Tsuyu walks up to me, weird she never talks to me, "Um, Jiro... could I talk to you for a minute? It'll be quick, I promise." That's odd.

"Uh, yeah of course," I mumble, getting out of my seat and following Tsuyu out the room. What would she want? Is she like me? Maybe it's the masked man, and she saw him too.

Tsuyu starts talking, "Jiro, you know your disease? I think you should have the surgery." What? Why does she want me to? "It's dangerous for you, and no one in this class wants you to be in pain. So please don't suffer anymore."

She cares about me. I open my mouth to talk just to get cut off. "But, I know you won't have that surgery. It's like our class to do something wrong, this isn't heroic or helpful, the thing you're doing, but you're not you to have that surgery. You were unconscious when it happened, but some people in our class went to save Bakugou. That's different though, but I still won't be surprised if you don't. I believe under Momo's love of Todoroki and her worrying of you, she actually loves you."

Tsuyu just leaves after that. I'm confused, she's dating Todoroki and I'm just her friend. Heh, words of a lesbian am I right.

I mumble for a bit until I hear the bell, I go back into class avoiding others. Sitting down reminds me of the first day of school, Shoji sits in front of me. He's really tall, I'm surprised I can see the the board. I go on with class with no problems. No flowers, no blood, no medical emergency. But, it does feel long.

Math, a boring class. PE, tiring. Japanese, long.  Art, fine. Just dozing off a few times. After cleaning up in art, the bell rang for lunch. I go to class to grab something, not noticing a pair of catlike onyx eyes following me.

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Momo POV
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A small light shines over my head, it's morning. I get up, cramped at the side of my bed. I really should get a smaller bed. I get ready for the day, I don't look at the time, I'm sure I have time. I get in the elevator, watching the number get smaller and smaller.

5, 4 , 3, 2, 1, ding!

The door opens and I walk out. I'm quite surprised the elevator didn't stop, I had thought someone would use the elevator. Yesterday Aoyama stopped the elevator to get in, along as Sero.

As I'm walking a smell a salty smell, bacon, eggs, American breakfast today. There are several people eating and Sato is cooking. He's sweet to cook breakfast for us every morning. He's only practicing how to cook foods other than sweets, but the gesture is nice.

I greet everyone, a few people aren't there, like Iida and Kaminari and... . Jiro. I'm sure they're just sleeping or already at class. Sato gets a plate from the cupboard and fills the plate. He places it in front of me, "Thank you Sato." I take a bite, it's delicious but very fatty. "Sato, we should cook more often together. Your desserts are great with tea." He smiles and nods.

I have conversations with the heroes in trainings sitting near me. About the homework due today and our sleep last night. I place my empty plate in the sink and get ready to go to class. Mina, Tsuyu, and Ojiro come along.

As I leave I hear Kaminari screaming, did he just wake up? Following the pathway, turning corners, and climbing stairs. I'm standing in front of the giant door. Mina slides the door open, "Morning! Of course you're here already Iida!"

I look around to see who's here already, Iida, Shoto, Shoji, Bakugo, and Jiro. It's actually quite odd, Jiro usually comes in later with Sato and Koda. She's asleep though, I'm worried for her. I walk past her, to go to my seat.

Other's walk in, Midoriya, Uraraka, Sato, and more. The class is more and more rowdy. I hear Kaminari talking to Mina about what he'd be if he was an animal. Sero laughs and tells him he's a Pikachu, but that's not an animal. Bakugo is yelling at Midoriya.

It's the same as always, but it still feels different. I'm usually talking to Shoto or Jiro, but they're both quiet. How is Jiro still asleep? Everyone is so loud. 

I just sit there, waiting for class to start. 15 minutes pass, it's maybe 5 or so minutes until the bell rings. I see Jiro's head rising, she's okay, thank goodness. But Tsuyu walks up to her, what are they talking about?

They then leave the classroom, a few eyes follow them. It reminds me of when she brought me and a few others to talk, about the Bakugo incident. I get too wrapped up in my thoughts that I don't notice Tsuyu walk in. But I notice Jiro walk in, since the bell rings.

Class goes by slow. Each class feels like 2 hours, it's Friday, so we started with math. Midoriya was solving a problem really quickly, but got it wrong. We then had to change for PE. We were running laps, then hung out after we finished. Afterwards was Japanese, which felt like a really long conversation. We left the room afterward for art. We were painting an object given to us.

When we finished cleaning up, the bell had rang for lunch. Several people ran out, and others walked out after. Jiro walked out but went to the class direction, not lunch, which confused me. After she goes, I follow her, making sure she doesn't notice my catlike onyx eyes staring right at her.











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I'm very very sorry for the wait. I have no excuses, I'm just lazy and I had no ideas. I have a story in my head, so the next chapter will prolly come in a month or so. Don't expect it tho. Hope you liked it. Using my laptop to type this is way better than a phone. Sorry again. If there's a lot of mistakes, I'm just lazy. I haven't updated in a long time. uwu

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