Suga's POV
These past few days that I've been staying here in sector B. Its been pretty quiet so far--and by that, I mean that nothing big has happened.
I've been thinking for a while and decided that I should go out and ask the parents of the missing kids a few questions. Of course, I knew that some of them would be not easily open up to me than others. But I'm not just doing this for me, or the department, but for their sake too. It's probably already too late to save the school though.
That sounded too cocky. I should stop.
I took the bullet train back sector A then immediately headed to the nearest address of one of the Class C students. I made sure to search up each students addresses right before I went to bed last night. It turns out, the nearest to me is the Koma twins, which just a few minutes drive from here.
I took out my phone from my pocket and dialed a taxi. Cause doing so is less time consuming and more efficient.
But what if it gets too awkward inside and I'd have to force myself to start a conversation?
I lowered my phone to this realization and decided that I should just walk from here.
But I would be just wasting my time if I walked from house to house.
I shook my head a bit and decided to myself that I should just take a taxi no matter how awkward the situation is.
Are you sure?
Shit. Sometimes my mind is such a mess I don't even know what to do with myself anymore.
I repeatedly had second thoughts about every decision I was about to make. Whether or not taking a taxi every time I go to a house was better than just walking there. While at the same time looking like a weirdo who stood around mumbling to himself to the public.
This self doubt continued on for about twenty minutes. But I ended up wasting time thinking and decided to just walk there instead.
|°|
Sweat was dripping down my face as I walked to the Koma's home. It took me 20 minutes to walk to the house barefoot. I mean, not literally barefoot, but barefoot.
I checked the address a couple of times just to be sure I'm at the right house.
Yep. No doubt about it.
I was about to knock on the door when I saw that there was a door bell.
Thank goodness... I though I was gonna make a mistake there...
Instead of knocking on the door, I rang on the doorbell. It played a fine tune and about 10 seconds later I heared the door knob wiggle before it opened.
A woman appeared with brown shoulder-length hair and bangs. She wore an oversized black t-shirt with "teach peace" imprinted on it and some dark blue guy pants and indoor flip-flops.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Well that was an interesting introduction.
"Uh, good day to you Ma'am. I'm Sr. Investigator Ryuunosuke Suga from the Sector C police de-"
She cut me off by shutting the door on my face, turning off the lights, shutting the windows and yelling 'No one' s home' .
Oh, okay...
I rang the doorbell once again and the same woman opened the door. "What?"
"Excuse me Ma'am, if you'd just give me a little of your time for me to ask questi-"

YOU ARE READING
Class Kidnapping | O N H O L D
FanfictionIn the world of quirks and super powers, a class in a small-time highschool filled with the random of randomest students experience an incident they knew they would never forget for the rest of their lives. News have been spreading about a group of...