I'm No Hero (My Hero Academia Fanfic)

Chapter 20

My friends had me sit down on a park bench on the side of the festival that wasn't too crowded. No one said a word. We all just kind of sat and stood there, waiting for something to happen.

During the quietness, I rubbed my thumbs against my pointer fingers. My mind was on one thing and one thing only: Ollie. What did that fortune teller mean when she said he was in grave danger? That was what she was going to say, wasn't she? What else could it have been?

Did...did I do something to cause him harm? I thought about it for a moment. He seemed fine whenever I would come home with Sakura. He'd talk an ear off her with how our classes were. Even this past week with Kaito being there for our project, he seemed fine.

How was Ollie doing now?

Without thinking, I shoved my hands into the obi of my dress. Kimonos were strange that way. They didn't have pockets and carrying a purse or something like that due to the long sleeves that they had and the silky material it was made from. People had to get creative where they stored things. For me, I kept everything inside my obi, as I could easily pull things out without looking too awkward while doing it.

The moment my hands grabbed my phone, I clicked on Ollie's number, ready to text him. There was just one problem. I could hardly see the screen. Everything was right there, but my hands trembled terribly that I couldn't even see the letters on the screen. Not to mention, everything was blurry from the tears in my eyes.

"Tami-tan," Sakura softly said as she knelt in front of me, pulling my phone away. Since she did this, I had no choice but to look up at her. Her dark eyebrows knitted together, almost hiding behind the long bangs she had while her green eyes looked right into mine. "Oliver-kun is going to be fine. I promise."

I shook my head. "He—I, he—she said that, I—"

My words weren't coming out clearly as I found it hard to breath. The air around me was getting warmer the more I sat there.

Ollie.

"This is why fortune tellers are nothing more than con artists," Raiden growled. "Just forget everything she said, okay."

"B-b-but Sakura, she said that—that she'd b-become successful," I stuttered as I looked up at Raiden. The boy stood behind Sakura, shaking his head with that permanent scowl that was etched on his face, "And you—"

"That could have been geared towards anyone. She just happened to be the first person to jump towards it," Raiden pointed out. "Just forget it. You'll be better off if you did."

"Raiden's right," Sakura agreed. "For all we know, that could've been for you, with your awesome Quirk and everything."

I shook my head. There was no way the fortune teller was talking about me. There was no way I was going to become the next top hero. She was definitely talking about Sakura. If not her, then maybe Kaito or Raiden, but I knew she wasn't talking about me. That only meant one thing.

My head dropped as I tried to concentrate on my hands. They were still shaking.

Ollie.

"Why don't we get our minds off of this," Kaito suggested as I felt him stand up. Before, he sat beside me, keeping his hands on his lap, but was sitting as close as he could before it became too uncomfortable. "There's a game of wanage or even a kingyo sukui nearby."

"Winning her a prize isn't going to make her feel better," Raiden scowled.

"It's not about that," Kaito argued. "It's about getting her mind off of it. Besides, nothing gets your mind off of it like a cool prize or getting some new fish, right Tami-tan?"