Chapter 8- Claustrophobic Drawings

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Another day, another morning, and I destroyed my alarm clock by throwing it across the room.
"Uh... Crap?" I muttered. I decided to listen to it after I yeeted it away. I dress myself in my uniform and brushed my teeth. I pulled my long, (h/c) hair into a high ponytail. I dragged myself down stairs and find a breakfast made up of French Toast and hash browns on my counter.
"Uhhh... I'm confused." I said to myself. It hit me like a train, 'Oh yeah. I forgot.' I think. I search my home and realized Ako left. I sat myself at the bar and spot a note next to my plate.
Dear (F/n),
I'm sorry that I troubled you, but you have my gratitude. I made breakfast for you as an apology, but you don't have to eat it. Um...

It made me laugh that she actually wrote um in her letter.

But if you need anything, contact me. I'll try to find out more information about Haruto, and when I do, you'll be the first to know. Thank you again for opening up your home to me for the night... Again.
Sincerely, Ako
My heart strings were pulled. She really was genuine. I happily ate the food and was off to school.
It was pretty early in the morning, so I chose to walk to school. I was texting Eijirou while walking a few blocks and passed a house I thought looked familiar. I stopped in front of it.
"Hey, isn't that Katsu's house? Maybe I should ask to walk to school with him. Nah, I'll just get hearing damage." I thought out loud, but as if on cue, the viscous pomeranian walks out of his house.
"Shut up bastard, I'm not hungry! Your cooking sucks anyway!" he yelled. He stops short of the second step as he saw me, standing there with a blank look and a phone in hand. He stumbled and I caught him with my telekinesis.
"Good morning. See you in class." I said, setting him up straight and walking off.
"Wha? ARE YOU STALKING ME NOW?!" he screamed, his voice cracked which made me let out a giggle.
"I'll walk on metal daggers before stalking you," I look back at the angered boy, "and I can see you're losing your voice. What a bittersweet miracle." I let out another laugh before strolling around the corner. He decided to catch up with me.
We talked- well he complained by screaming while I tried to reason with him- on the way to school. A few minutes before we reached the gate, he finally got it through his thick skull and let it go.
"We're here, dumbass. Look up." he demanded. I did and I put my phone away in my skirt pocket. We walked to our class in comfortable silence.
When we arrived, we both sat down in our desk. He placed his feet on his poor desk and I pulled out my sketch book and started drawing. I flipped to a clear page and doodled something random in my mind. It turned out to be a flower, a rose to be exact.

  It turned out to be a flower, a rose to be exact

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(A/N • I don't own this, I found it on google. I would draw it myself but I'm not that good. 😊)
I started putting more detail in it when my thoughts were interrupted.
"WOW!! I didn't know you could draw! That's so pretty it almost looks real!" Mina exclaimed. After that statement, almost everyone gathered around my desk.
"It's not that big of a de- Hey! Give that back!" Eijirou snatched the book off my desk and started scanning the pages, everyone was peering over his shoulder. Don't get me wrong, I was flattered, but I was embarrassed because I've never shown my art to anyone. The oohs and awes stopped all of a sudden. Kaminari's face turned pale.
"Um, (l/n)? Is there something wrong? Are you hiding something?" asked Midoryia. 'Oh no. I should've destroyed that page.' I thought. The book was snatched out of Kirishima's hands and into Todoroki's. His emotionless face was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. He then closed the book and it was finally returned back to me.
"Everyone in their seats. Class has started." Aizawa~sensei ordered. They did without another word. My light-hearted expression was replaced by embarrassment and shame. I focused my mind on the tasks at hand, noticing Bakugou's stares and Todoroki's glances.

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