Divide (Chapter 2)

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Kirishima's P.O.V
Three months after Bakugo left...

I stared blankly at the front of the classroom, watching the Caterpillar explain how our week was going to go.

I couldn't stop worrying about Bakugo. He left without telling me, leaving a small note saying that he was sorry, which was really surprising, and that he wasn't coming back.

I'm not going to lie, I actually cried when he left, real manly I know. But I had thought that maybe I had a chance. We were finally getting closer and then he pushed me away agin. I missed him. I missed his explosive attitude, his rude comments and threats. It was kind of adorable in a way.

I was disturbed from my thoughts as a marshmallow of a man walked into the room, holding up a hand to quiet Mr. Aizawa.
"I need to speak with Eijiro Kirishima," Fat Gum, a pro hero, announced, locking eyes with me.

I nodded and stood up, walking towards the door.

"Also, he won't be returning to class for today. Principle Nezu already knows."

Aizawa sighed and dismissed me, returning to his lesson.

X

We walked down the hall to a more secluded part of school and Fat Gum stopped, turning toward me.

"Yes?" I asked after a moment of silence.

"Kirishima my agency and I have been talking and we want someone on the inside..."

"Inside of what?" I was utterly confused to say the least.

"Would you spy on the League for us? They wouldn't suspect you considering how young you are, and you could come up with a cover story...We talked to Nezu and he's willing to give you leave from school to help us." He talked quickly, but clearly and I understand that his agency had put a lot of thought into this.

"If it's going to help us take out the League of Villains then I'll do it..." I said after a few minutes of silent thought.

He nodded and gave me a reassuring smile. "Start packing today, you'll leave tonight. I have a connection with the police and they'll send you to a location that the League seems to favor. From there it'll be easy, and come up with a good cover story while you pack." He put his hand out and I shook it, nodding.

"I'll be ready, and I'll have the police let you know when I make it," I told him, turning around and walking away.

X
Later that night...

I let the duffel bag fall to the ground as I looked around the dark plaza.

Very few people walked around, and just by the look of them I knew they were the people I wouldn't like to hang out with.

I tap on my shoulder snapped me from my thoughts and I turned to see a man with blond hair and a nasty scar down the middle of his forehead.
"Hi," His voice almost sounded two-toned. Like it wasn't only him talking.

"Oh hi...I'm looking for someone..." I said, my voice quiet but confident.

"Follow me," He nodded, walking into an alleyway.

I did as he said, walking quickly and picking up my duffel bag in the way.

"Toga you can come out now!" He called.

A blonde school girl appeared from around a bend in the alley, licking what appeared to be a knife.

I internally shivered, but put on a fake smile as my eyes locked with the girl's.
"What'd you drag in Twice?" She asked in a way too happy voice, smiling at me.

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