Part 7

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I slowly walk to the class room. It's been two days since the incident and we were forced to go back to school today even though all I want to do is climb into my bed and do nothing like I've been doing the last two days. I didn't speak to anybody, or even leave my room. The only socializing I got was when Kirishima sat outside my door and talked about something for an hour before leaving.

When I open the door to the room, most of the students were already inside with a somber look on their faces as they talk to each other. Some of them look up when I walk in, their faces lighting up before they land on my face that gives off the impression of 'no one talk to me or I will hurt then' look, so a Bakugou look you could say. I ignored everyone as I head over to my seat, for once unhappy that I was sitting near my friends since I wouldn't be able to ignore their questions and such. I felt a pang hit my heart when I thought of what Kirishima said when I first locked myself in my room, hoping that he wouldn't look as hurt as he sounded.

I hear the door open again and the familiar voices of Kaminari and Mina talking to each other though they go quiet when they enter the room. I don't pay attention to them though as I turn my head to look out the window. Soon a pair of hands slammed down on my table, startling me to turn to who it was expecting it to be Bakugou by the forcefulness only for my eyes to widen when I see Kirishima standing there. His hair was spiked, but not in his normal way. It looks like if you were to touch it, it would just fall back down. He had slight bags under his eyes and a tint of red in them. Though what was making me feel even worse was the sad but annoyed expression he held.

"YOU CAN'T BLAME YOURSELF FOR SOMETHING YOU CAN'T CONTROL! SO WHAT THE VILLAINS ATTACK, IT'S THEIR DAMN FAULT FOR TRYING TO MESS WITH US SO STOP THINKING SOMETHING THAT ISN'T TRUE CAUSE SO HELP ME I WI-!" he gets cut off by Mina grabbing one arm, Kaminari the other as they drag him to his seat with a hand over his mouth.

I sat there, frozen and unable to move a muscle as I stared at where his eyes were staring at mine moments before. My mouth was open, my back lent back as if I was trying to get as far away from him as possible. I finally regain my senses, only for tears to start falling down my face and my body to start trembling. I couldn't stand it, everyone's eyes on me watching as I start breaking apart but no one willing to help me. They knew only a handful of them could, but they were too busy trying to calm the one that, no matter how hard the attack was, would always be able to pull me out of it. Without another thought I get up, leaving my bag by the desk as I quickly make my way to the front door only to stop when it opens to show Aizawa standing there covered in bandages causing me to cry even more. I go to walk past him, but he put an arm out to stop me.

"What's wrong this time, and why are the three of your holding Kirishima down like that," he questions, his voice muffled by the bandages. I was shaking so much and I just want to get out of this room, away from everyone in here that is hurt because of me. I look down at the ground, my hands clenching together as I try to calm myself down to speak.

"Kirishima is upset and kind of got in her face over something she said a few days ago, after she woke up from the villain attack," Midoriya spoke up causing me to clench my jaw, closing my eyes.

"He's mad that she blames herself for the attack," Mina explains a lot better than Midoriya did causing my body to tense up when I hear Aizawa sigh.

"Kirishima, Kogane, come with me," he states before turning around again, walking out of the room. I follow after him, my head hung low as I hear footsteps behind me.

We walked for a bit, silence surrounding us minus the sound of our feet on the floor as we make our way down the hallways and around some turns until Aizawa finally opens a door. He motions for the both of us to walk in and when we do, we find that it was a conference like room, a table with one chair on one side with two on the other side. Aizawa sits down on the one by itself, leaving Kirishima and I to sit down on the chairs next to each other.

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