Voltage ~ (Denki Kaminari x Depressed! Reader)

Ch. 4

.:.Y/N's P.O.V.:.

As I made my way to the UA gates, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I reeled around to see none other than Present Mic. He smiled at me with soft eyes, making my return the smile. 

"Hey, kiddo! I suspect you know who I am?" He spoke in a questioning manner, which I only nodded to. I felt something warm dripping down my face and wiped it with my hand. 'Blood... Oh well.'  Present Mic's smile faltered slightly. He kept his hand on my shoulder to hold me up. 'Ah, damn. Did I overdo it that much?  I must look like hell.'  I thought, mentally pinching myself for being so stupid to overwork myself. No wonder Mic seemed worried.

"I'm gonna be honest with 'ya, you look terrible. I want you to stay and get checked up by Recovery girl, ok? Come with me." He slightly squeezed my shoulder reassuringly. 'Aw, Mr.Mic is nice! I can't wait to tell dad- HOLY SHIT I FORGOT TO TELL DAD!' My eyes widened a bit as I winced. My shoulder had some cuts on it. Frantically, I pulled out my phone. He was probably worried sick about how it went. 

"Y-Yes sir, but I need to call my father first! I'm sorry!" You bowed profusely, causing some blood to splatter onto the ground. His smile was more surprised than worried as he chuckled. He nodded his head in approval. I dialed his number and raised the phone to my ear. With each ring, I grew more anxious, until I heard a faint "Hello?"

"Hey, dad! Are you ok? Sorry for worrying you!" I smiled as Mic began to lead me toward the school where everyone else was being treated. Not much else happened, so I'll spare you the details and just let you listen to the phone call.

"Hey! I'm ok. I wasn't too worried, I'm fine. How did you do? Are you alright?"

"Yes, I did good! I helped a few people and got 72 points! I'm going to go be healed by the nurse lady since I overworked myself a bit, that all. I should be home soon."

"The nurse is taking care of you? The short one?"

I laughed a bit. "Yes, dad, the short one." This earned a laugh from Present Mic.

"Ooh, who was that laughing? Did you make a friend?" I smiled a bit at Present Mic.

"No, well yes, but they aren't here right now. That's the hero, Present Mic. I didn't see that I overworked myself so he is leading me to the nurse.

"Oh, hello! Thanks for helping her, Sir!" My father laughed loud enough for Mic to hear. He smiled brightly as we neared the UA school gates. 

"It's quite alright, she sure is strong! She seems pretty promising, good job!" He complimented both of us at the same time. 'Is that even possible?'  I thought as I said my goodbyes to my father upon entering the large, H shaped building. I always wondered why it was shaped that way. Mr. Mic lead me to Recovery girl's office and let me sit down while I waited for the nurse to come to patch me up. I glanced around, seeing a few other people around me, which included the girl with the broken shoulder, some green-haired kid with a fucked up arm and some blond dude that seemed braindead. 'The hell happened to him? His quirk maybe...?' I huffed and wiped my face again. My arm was now covered in blood. 'Shit, that'll scar, huh. Great job, Y/N.'  I growled softly and snatched a few Tide pods from one of my pockets along with some of that shampoo that hotels give you. 

"Hm, vanilla-scented. I bet it tastes terrible." I spoke to myself, not expecting anyone to hear since the other kids were all basically passed out and Mic had left to do other stuff. I was quite startled when I heard a voice speak up and reply to my statement.

"I would think so, its soap after all! I'm Denki Kaminari, mind telling me your name, pretty lady?" The voice flirted as I reeled around. It was the blond dude, he must have snapped out of his brain dead state. I smirked lightly at the compliment and softened my gaze on him.

"Y/N L/N, Pleasure to meet ya. Actually, most vanilla-scented soaps aren't that bad, but it's that American brand "Old spice" that is the best tasting. Tide pods have some flavor, but nothing beats Old spice." I smirked and downed the bottle of shampoo while he watched in confusion. He shook his head as to clear his mind and pretend he didn't see me drink shampoo.

"A pretty name for a pretty girl. Your number would go along perfect with it, I bet." He returned the smirk happily while adjusting in his bed to face me. I laughed a bit at the pickup line and started wiping my face more, almost how mice or hampsters do with their two little hands. 

"Smooth. Do you have your phone on you?" He nodded happily and tossed me his phone - which I almost dropped. I saved my number in his phone as "Cute soap eater" and tossed it back to him. He read the contact name and smirked. 'Here comes another pickup line!' 

"Soap eater, huh? I just so happen to be a full bottle of conditioner, if you're into that sorta thing." I blushed slightly, knowing what unholy deed he was hinting at. I could only shrug back. I never thought about a boyfriend, since I figured I would be dead by 10'th grade anyway. Maybe I would stick it out until high school finish before I offed myself, maybe I would do it tomorrow, I don't know. I never know when the next depressive episode will come along but before the exam, I popped a few antidepressants to hold them off for at least another hour. Then it hit m, 'What if Recovery girl sees my wrists?!'. I froze in fear. Kaminari must have seen me tense because he cleared his throat to get my attention.

"I'm gonna go get the old lady, you look pretty bad. There's a big cut across your whole face. How did-" I didn't hear the rest of what he was saying, because everything went black.

AHAHA it's ME AGAIN HOES! I'm gonna stay lying to you all and myself and say that this story has an updating schedule because of how long it takes me to update this damn thing, so I'll surprise you with updates every so often. Also, thank you guys for voting and commenting on this, it really means a lot! Because of online school, I have a lot more time on my hands to update this so you might get another part soon.

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