Walls Are Made To Be Broken《Shinkami》 FINISHED

II: Class

《Video will make more sense later but honestly it's just a beautiful video》
Shinsou POV

I wake up from my sleep, or more like nap, and look at my phone to check the time. It's nearly time to head to class, that's all that matters.

I got up and pulled my uniform onto my exhausted body, between the lack of sleep and the training with uncle Aizawa, my body was shook and my mind foggy. I know someday I'll end up going insane with all the sleepless nights but I just find myself unable to commit the act.

I sigh and grab the satchel that holds my school supplies then grab my wallet and keys before locking the door and leaving. The walk was short and silent but needed, the fog in my head cleared up a bit as I walked in the shadows, avoiding the sun for no exact reason.

I get to the classroom and give unc- I mean Aizawa-sensei a small nod before heading to my seat with all eyes on me as he spoke.

"As you probably already know we have a transfer student, Shinzou Hitoshi." He introduced in a monotonous voice. I stop standing beside my seat and let my cold gaze drift across the entirety of the class.

"I am not here to make friends. You have been warned." I say simply before sitting down. The class was actually kinda normal, we did math, science, language arts, did "gym" which was actually martial arts, then did quirk trainings. In between science and language arts was lunch, I sat alone and ignored Kaminari when he tried to start a conversation.

While walking back someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around to see Kaminari yet again. I raised a single eyebrow and he looked down a tad, I felt bad knowing I had made him feel awkward with talking to me.

"I know you don't want to have friends but... I bought two tickets for a movie then Mina dropped out on me..." he rubbed the back of his neck "do you... maybe want to come with me?" He asks looking up at me with thise big golden eyes.

"Sure, what movie?" I question casually, hopefully this will return him to his chipper self, I don't know why but I like when he's energetic. It's just him I guess? Plus I know what it's like to have people abandon their plans with you, it sucks.

"Really!? Its something called Annabelle, the Making!" He exclaims with a large smile. I've actually been wanting to watch that so I mean.. might as well.

"Alright, when?" I ask as I put my hands into my pockets and slump over slightly while turning my head to read the tickets in his hand. Half an hour.

"Why dont we get ready and meet up at the front gate?" Kaminari suggests and I nod in agreement. We walk up to our neighboring dorms in an oddly comfortable silence besides Kaminari's random jokes which surpingly, a few made me smile.

I go into my room and run a hand through my insane hair, no helping that. I shed the uniform and go to my drawer that holds my jeans, I select a pair of black skinny jeans with rips on the knees and a chain at the hip, then I go to my closet and grab a white and slightly fitting black striped shirt, then decided to put a large black shirt atop of it. The black shirt was baggy as all hell and had small cat whiskers where my heart is.

I then hold up the two pairs of shoes I could chose, one is black converse with a city drawn on the white in sharpie by me. The other is a pair of worn black boots made of fake leather and half-inch souls. I decided on the converse.