Chapter 3: What was I before?

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(PoV Eijirō Kirishima)
Man, it's such a foggy memory. Once I saw my Katsuki, none of it really mattered. I used to only imagine what happy or sad was. I didn't feel much, kinda just empty. Ah but when I met my dear 'Suki none of that mattered because he gave me all that I longed for!
(Flaaaaash back to smol kiri brought to u by sassy todo)
I walked to school with my friends, well friends is a stretch. I had no friends, they had me. Not that it mattered, they thought I was normal, it was to stay that way. I wanted to feel something other than a shadow of dull emotions. I can't say I didn't feel anything because then I wouldn't really long for emotions if I didn't know what they were like. But when I felt them, or rather yet, knew I should feel them, it felt like it was another person having those emotions and I was just there to watch. Though I quickly became good at acting like the others, I almost started to fool myself, acting even when no one was around. I watched all types of people, the overly happy guys to the depressed ones, the closed off to the overwhelmingly open ones, I picked up on it all. I created this persona to get by that I lived by, i was constantly exhausted. I started to get so bored of my persona I put on, I needed a change from the quiet insecure boy. That's when I found hero's, that one crimson riot spoke to me, so I bought some hair dye and gel and got to work. It took me about an hour to basically shed my previous persona, I was starting from scratch. I was now, Eijirō Kirishima, the bubbly, confident, and strong hero in the making. I practiced my bright smile till my cheeks hurt and got ready for the day.
(Skip to entrance exam)
I tore down robots with a plastered smile on my face, as I did I heard multiple explosions behind me, not having anything better to do I checked it out.
As I stared at the boy infront of my, glazed with sweat, my heart pounded, I smiled for real and felt like I was going to fall over.
"The fuck are you looking at shitty hair?" He called out to me, glaring. I didn't respond, I couldn't describe it but I was feeling something, I was actually fucking feeling something. I need that more. That beautiful boy is my savior. I want to see him more, I never want him to leave.
I bounced away, crushing robots with a big
Real
Grin on my face.









(453 words! Phew, why was that so hard to write XD, well enjoy hehe, hopefully soon you'll get disturbing kiri ;] byeeeee~)

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