(Not my art)
Kaminari's thoughts every night:
"Why me? Out of everyone in UA, the gay gods came down upon me and blessed me with the cause of "Wantadickinmybutt" syndrome,, well it's not a syndrome,, it's a thing I've felt for many years and not really expressed but now I have this little fairy angel following me around everywhere. Aka my horny thoughts. And the little fairy angel keeps whispering dirty things into my ear about my best friend, Sero! I mean like damn he be lookin' yummy but like I can't be thinking this type of stuff! Especially if it's about Sero, he's my fucking wing man, my partner in crime, the Apple to me eye,, the Romeo to my Juliet~ WAIT NO! I mean my best friend! He's my right hand man! Trust him with my life!"
I shout at myself in my head these words, I'm just confusing myself and I hate it. I toss and turn all night since last month, that's when I started feeling this way. But I just don't understand why it had to be now. I need to be focused and try to become a hero! That's what I came here to do and become. But at this rate, I've stopped studying and my scores are going low, I mean very very low. Lower than before. Aizawa Sensei has been pulling me aside and asking me if I'm alright. I tell him that I'm homesick or I'm just exhausted. Then he'd give me these long speeches about how to cope with feelings while trying to become a hero. To be honest I zoned out and just stared at the pores on his face.
Anyway, I've completely lost my self control,, even now. In class, staring at my notebook with squiggles on it cause I fell asleep halfway through writing notes.
Kaminari p.o.v:
"Hey bro, you feeling good? You're drooling." Kirishimas says with his hand on my shoulder. I hear him but I for some reason, I didn't respond. "Dude seriously you're worrying me,, it's the end of class and you're usually the first one out,,hello?"
I shake my head, knocking myself out of my trance. "OH! Shit um sorry dude. I-I'm just really tired. Didn't get much sleep.."
"Go to Recovery Girl.. I think you'll have to miss a day of school if you're all loopy."
"I can't bro,," I stand up and gather my things. "Not worth it. Plus I'm fine!" I use a fake smile. God I miss real smiling.
"Well,, I want you to take my advice. But I can't force ya bro." I see him grab his books and walks away. "I'll be in the locker room if you need me! The rest of the boys will be there too!" He smiles big and waves bye to me. His footsteps get quieter and quieter. I'm all alone now. I wonder that Sero is up to.
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I rush my way through the hallway that leads to the boys locker room. Everyone there getting into their hero gear. Reaching my way there Mineta begs me to follow him into the girls locker room. I've had enough of his shit, I wish everyone would leave me alone.
"Ah Kaminari! Why the long face bro? Don't you wanna go see Ochaco's-."
"I don't want to go see Ochacos tits you grape pervert! Haven't you noticed I've been ignoring you?! For this reason exactly! No more sexualizing the girls! I'm tired of it! I'm not interested anymore!"
I could feel all eyes on me, Mineta started to cry like a toddler and ran away from me. I groan loudly and throw my shirt into my locker, leaving myself in just my bottoms and shoes. I slowly sit on the bench behind me, shoving my face into my hands.
I feel small movement to my left, who ever it was they sat close to me.
"What do you want?" I asked whoever it was angrily.
"I want to know if everything is alright." The voice belonged to Sero. The hairs on my neck shot up. I threw my head up and out of my hands and looks over at him. I gulp loudly.
"Of-of course I'm fine! Just annoyed that's all." I give a nervous chuckle and rub the back of my neck. Showing him my forced and fake smile.
"Ah,, you know if you need me to I can hang him upside down in the entryway of the school. Or steal his clothes before me comes back so he's butt naked" He lets out a soft chuckle. I melt, I stare,, finally a real smile painting on my face.
"Nah it's alright man,, but go ahead if you feel the need." i stand up and dress into my suit. I could feel the eyes glide away from me but I had a small feeling someone was still looking.
