Next Generation!

Chappie 7: Nights Closing

(NSFW Warning: Read at your own risk..)

I arrived back at the school in a matter of 15 minutes, and I start walking back up the path to our dorm building. The light outside the building is on, as always and I open the door to the commons area. It's really quiet, and I close the door as quietly as possible. I take a few steps inside, and made my way to the kitchen. I'm thirsty, and I need a bottle of water.

I pull off my black sweater and sit on the stool in the kitchen at the counter. I pull my phone out again, and go through my phone. I got hella likes on my outfit for tonight. I go to my music and play soft piano music. I turn if off, and open my water. I take a sip, and it's really cold. I smile a little and take a big gulp. I twist the cap back on and set it down.

"Sakura?" A deep raspy voice startles me. "What are you doing up?" I turn to see Toma with his visor on and looking at me.

"I was out." I hop off the stool. "I needed something to drink, and I'm heading off to bed." I grab my sweater and take my phone and bottle with me. "Night Toma."

"Were you on a date?" He asks as I step past him.

"Yeah. Don't worry about it." I turn and lock eyes with him. "Don't tell anyone."

His face twisted in confusion. "Sure?"

I nod and start on my way to my room. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, quirk buddy." I stop in my tracks and shrug it off. I keep going on my way to my room.

I open the door and close it behind me, throwing my things on the bed. I peeled off my eyelashes, and put them on my desk to reuse some day. I take out my makeup remover and start taking it all off. I peel out of my dress, and exchange it for a baggy soft blue t-shirt. I take my tights off and put on a pair of pink spandex.

I go to my bed and take my sweater and hang it back on the hangers in my closet. I head back to my bed and see the bowl of fruit. It's not good anymore, and it's going to start molding soon. It's been out for like, two days. I pick it up and walk out on my room barefooted, and head down to the kitchen. It's empty.

I throw the fruit away, and put the bowl in the sink. I go to walk away from it, but what if someone doesn't know if it's dirty. I head back to the sink and wash it. I dry it too, and put it away.

I turn around and Hagita is standing in the doorway, watching me. "Hi." I say grabbing a towel to dry my hands the rest of the way.

"You changed. And took your makeup off. Your curls have fallen." He puts his hands in his pockets and smile slightly. "Do you have any shorts on under that shirt?"

"Pink spandex." I lift up the hem of the shirt and show him the pink spandex. "Why are you evaluating my look right now?"

"It's cute." I locked eyes with him and makes his way over to me. "Can't I enjoy the way you look?"

"I don't mind. It's me." I look down at my toes and play with the hem of my shirt. "What did you do to him?" I ask not stalling.

"Well, let's just say he won't be touching anyone for a while."

"What does that mean?" I look up at him confusingly.

"I broke his fingers, Sakura. Maybe that'll teach him to not be a pig." he smiles softly at me and I blink. "You don't seem amused."

I smile and try to suppress a laugh, but I don't do a good job. I started laughing and I put my hand over my mouth. "I'm sorry, this shouldn't be funny."

"It's actually really funny. I think it is, you're getting closer to being a villain. Not a major one though, like Tomura Shigaraki."

That guy gives me the chills, he likes to kill for fun, and it's obviously not fun. "I don't want to be like him."