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I GRIPPED MY WALKIE TALKIE WITH MY LEFT HAND AS I RAN. I didn't know where, just far away.
"Code fucking red! Gordon Ramsay saw me, I'm toast. I'm gonna go hide, I'll be fine!" I whisper shout. I hear multiple foot steps somewhere down the street. I cursed as I turned the small device off and leaped into some bushes to my side, praying they would just ran past. I grabbed my ears and held them down as I crossed my legs and held them up to my chest. I felt like a child playing hide and seek. But the seekers were going to mutalize me.
I flinched as something feel on top of the bush besides me. The figure groaned as they sat up, rubbing its back.
"Ouch..." it mumbled. I raised an eyebrow, recognising the voice. I saw eyes meet mine, a wave of surprise on them. "Y/N?" I quickly clamped my hand over his mouth and lunged closer to him. I stayed completely still as rushed footsteps ran past, eventually fading out. I sighed before turning back to the man.
"Sero, what the hell are you doing here?!" I asked, taking my hand off his mouth. He gave a deep breath before sitting up properly, facing me. He threw his hands up in exasperation.
"Looking for you! Why are you here?!" He asked loudly. I held my hand over his mouth again, as well as a finger over my lips.
"Shh! I'm trying not to die here!" I whisper shout. I sighed, dropping both of my hands.
"Fine. Let's just get out of this bush first." He popped his head out, looking around before shuffling out, letting the leaves brush off him. When he was out, he held out a hand to me. I took it and was yanked out of the bush. The yank was really hard, so needless to say, I crashed into the blackette. I squeaked as I quickly pushed him away.
"T-Thanks." I whisper, looking around. I see the smiley male give a thumbs up. I glanced at him to see him wearing a white long sleeved undershirt with black suspenders that connected to his black trousers. He rolled up his sleeves and crossed his arms.
"Well? What happens now?" I stiffened at the question.
'Well you could be a real gucci god and let me skedaddle out of here.'
"Well you could be a super nice guy and let me run the hell away." I gave a hopeful smile. He seemed unimpressed. He leaned down and studied my features.
"What do you know?" He asks, rubbing his chin. I perced my lips, feeling his breath fan my face.
"Uh, nothing much. Kaminari scared the hell out of me before I could hear the juicy stuff." I admit. He raised and eyebrow.
"Oh. Sucks to be you then. Let me guess, Todoroki sent you out here?" He asks. I gave a sad nod. He sighed as he leaned back, a frown on his face. "Knew it. Trying to know our plans and such." A voice yelled out, making us both flinch.
