Chapter Two

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                      Lily's POV

Japan is so..different from America. I like it here though. It was so cool to see so many new people with such cool quirks! Mine isn't too special. I'll explain it later.

Being in class 1-A was definitely interesting. There was a guy who reminded me of an angry pomeranian dog. Bakugou. He was always mad at something or something. Why? I'm not sure. I try not to talk to him too much.

The girls in the class are really nice. I'm closest with Tsuyu. She was the first one to talk to me when I arrived at UA. She's really nice and knows how to deal with Mineta, the class pervert. I call him Grape Boy.

Kaminari tried to ask me out once I arrived. That confused me a lot. He hardly knew me! Why would he ask me out so soon? Did people in Japan do that often? Or maybe it was just him. I'm not too sure.

"Excuse me.." I mumble as I tried to make my way back home. The sun had already set. I was only out this late because I was stupid and stayed after school to train. I didn't mean to stay that late. It didn't help that my phone was dead.

I also had a feeling that someone was watching me. Almost always it seemed like...but when I turned around, no one was ever there. So why did I feel that way? Was someone stalking me? Surely not. I never did anything interesting. Not interesting enough to be watched anyway.

Watching YouTube was what my days consisted of when I wasn't at school. And reading, but I couldn't read a lot of the books at the library unless they were in English. That's why I was sure to bring all my books with me.

I walked up the stairs that led to my apartment and walked inside. "Mom! Sorry I'm late..Deku and Iida offered for me to stay after school and train with them." I said, setting my bookbag on the floor.

"You didn't text me! I was worried sick! And now your dinner is cold!" My mom shook her head and looked at me. "Why didn't you text me?"

I sighed. "My phone was dead. I promise I would've texted you if it wasn't." I said, sitting on the couch and pulling my cat onto my lap. "I bet you missed me so much."

"Honey you're gonna get crazy looks from people if you keep talking to the cat like that." My mom said as she sat back down next to me.

"Mr. Squeaks needs my attention!" I protested. "He could feel lonely if I don't talk to him!" I added and looked at my mom as she shook her head again.

Later that night I eventually went to bed. Well, maybe I should say morning because I didn't fall asleep until after two am.

As I stared at the ceiling with Mr. Squeaks next to me I wondered again why someone would even want to stalk me. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. Was I that interesting? No. Was I pretty? My parents always said so...and Mineta but I didn't count him. He always creeps me out.

Wait, maybe Mineta was stalking me! That would make total sense...right? No. I'm being stupid.

"No one is stalking you. Just go to bed." I thought to myself before finally drifting off.

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