Saving Me [Monoma x Reader]

21. Satan Strikes Again

"Boooo! We don't want you here!" Ashido tried shooing Monoma away by angrily waving her tray at him.

"Unless you're back for more? Want another taste of this mighty fiST?! HUH? DO YA???" Hagakure growled, spinning me around and picking up one of my hands to shake it at the blue-eyed blond.

Now that I had to look at him, I hated that his face was perfectly back to normal again. No bruising? No trace of any crookedness in his nose? I should have punched harder, because clearly, the first time wasn't enough to make him stay away. Ugh. Why did he have to be so good-looking with such a shit personality.

Monoma laughed in our faces as he pointed an offensive finger. "I only came to see it for myself. You 1-A jerks think you're so much better than us just because you fought with some villains?"

"How are we the jerks? It's not like we asked for them to attack us!" Uraraka argued back.

"Great. Not this crap again..." Jiro groaned. "Uraraka, don't even bother."

"...Again?" I echoed, turning over my shoulder to watch Jiro drag her hands down her face.

"Oh right, you were in the bathroom when it happened," Hagakure explained, still waving my hand in the air. "A bunch of other students came by to the classroom earlier and basically challenged us all! Just because of what happened at the USJ. They think we think that we're better than them, which is a total misunderstanding!"

"But Bakugo made everything worse, ribbit, so now we're all targets at the sports festival."

Wow. Lucky us...

"Look. So what if we fought villains?" Yaoyorozu defended, leaning forward with her elbows on the table and scowling at Monoma. "People were hurt, too, and that's not something we're flaunting about!"

"Well, I'd have to disagree," Monoma hummed, scanning over my bandaged form. "As if your class hasn't already gotten enough attention... are you trying to call out for more, [L/N]? Walking around like that?" He raised his chin while literally looking down at me with that cocky smirk of his. "I know how much you want me, but this is a bit much."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I also couldn't believe he thought my injuries were from the USJ incident. People like All Might, Aizawa, and Thirteen were seriously hurt, and that was nothing to joke about.

"You're such a creep. Get the HELL OUTTA HERE!" Jiro threatened.

"As if she'd ever want someone like you! You're the jerk here!" Hagakure had let go of my hand at this point, probably balling her own fists at Monoma. She fiercely shook her sleeves at him.

"Ugh, just take your vulgar self away from the rest of us. You're ruining our lunch." Yaoyorozu had a hand covering her nose and mouth again, as if she were smelling puke.

"Well, it seems all of your friends don't want me here." Monoma closed his eyes and raised his hands with palms upwards into a nonchalant shrug. "But I haven't heard anything from you yet. And seeing as you haven't punched me either, I'd say-" He opened his eyes to throw me a smug side glance, only to be met with empty space. "Wait-... WHERE'D SHE GO?!"

Little did he know that I had already about-faced and left without a word. I wasn't putting up with his crap again, and I sure as hell wasn't going to give him another second of my time when I had so much on the line.

"HA! She got you!" Hagakure crowed, pointing a victorious finger at the blond. "You were so busy hearing yourself talk that you didn't even notice she was gone. Now go away!"

"Honestly, if you hate us so much, why do you even bother coming over?" Yaoyorozu sighed, still refusing to look at him with her arms crossed.

Monoma dramatically spun around, his back facing the rest of the girls as he suddenly shut up. For a moment, it seemed that they had the last word, but he arrogantly jerked his head over his shoulder to utter one final statement. "Well, I have no more reason to be here, so I'll leave... but I'll have you know that your friend is head-over-heels for me, so- auGH!"

"Monoma! Quit bothering them!" Kendo had finally arrived with her mighty karate chop to Monoma's neck, and she apologized to the group as she held his limp body by the collar of his shirt. "I'm sorry about him. He really has it out for your class," she sighed.

"We're just glad you came by to get him!" Hagakure clapped her hands together. "Er... well, that's why you're here, right?"

Kendo nodded her head. "Yep. I'll make sure he doesn't try to wander off again. Hope you guys have a good rest of your lunch!" And with that, she waved farewell and dragged Monoma away. 

"That guy... is seriously delusional," Jiro muttered, her eyes glaring daggers into his back as he was lugged further and further away by the orange-haired girl. "What a tool."

"Yeah, I feel bad for [L/N]," Ashido said while cupping a cheek in her hand. "The boys at this school can be such weirdos!"

Yaoyorozu sighed. "You can say that again."

"[L/N] already has Todoroki and Bakugo to deal with, ribbit. She seems pretty focused, so I'm sure she won't let someone like Monoma get to her," Asui reasoned with a finger to her chin.

"I hope he doesn't come back again. He's in another world if he actually thinks [L/N] likes him," Uraraka grimaced.

We all had no idea. Not even me, as I sat on a bed in Recovery Girl's room and sneezed.