I shut off the phone completely, placing it into one of the pockets inside my bag, taking my leave from the rooftop with a deep breathe in and out.
"So that's why..." I mumble softly.
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*brrrrriiing*Shit shit shit shit shit
I left my phone up on the roof of the school, worst part of it, I gotta get home quickly before I get into any more shit from my father. Which means, unless someone picked it up, I've gotta leave it there until tomorrow.
I stuff my things into my bag from my locker, clearly being rushed and slightly flustered. I wanna cry, just curl up into a corner and cry, but I can't, I shouldn't.
I'm not a bitch that cries all the time over little things like this.
I'll...
I'll be fine.
Right..?
I slam my locker closed, lock it, and start running towards the entrance of the school to leave, almost tripping once or twice and bumping into people a few times, I struggle to apologize every time.
I'm sorry I'm in such a rush, at this point risking my life.
Shortly after I leave the gate of the school, going right, I hear a familiar voice behind me.
"Hey punk!"
I know that voice,
That's that Bakugo kid, right?
I turn back slightly to get a look at him, which confirms my thought, but I keep speed walking forward.
After a few seconds he catches up to me, I almost jump at the sudden presense beside me when he was just behind me.
We both continue speed walking beside eachother, yet no one says anything, we let the sounds of other students leaving and the sounds of the city around us fill our ears, instead of our voices with a conversation.
"I uh-"
Bakugo clears his throat a bit.
"You forgot your phone on the roof.. at lunch, idiot."
Once I hear those words come out of his mouth, I feel my heart jump, but not in a good way.
"O-oh, yeah.. I forgot it, but I cant go back for it because I gotta get home."
"...h, I ...w."
Hearing Bakugo mumble something under his breath, I see his grip on his bag increase slightly.
Don't tell me..
Does he know??
"Look, I don't wanna assume things.. but if you know anything, please dont share this with anyone, please..." I say, almost pleading.
He goes silent.
"... I wont tell anyone if you promise to come to me if you need to talk... or let out steam, or something... got that?"
His voice rises at the end, he looks at me.
Just like him, I now go silent.
So he does know...
How much does he know though? A little bit, a lot?? How does he even know anyway? I dont know.
"..f.. Fine.."
He turns his head forward.
"... Good."
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After a out 5 minutes of walk- I mean speed walking, I end up on the sidewalk that leads up to my house, Bakugo still beside me."Why are you still following me..?" I ask.
"I should be asking you that, dumbass." He sighs, trying to not sound annoyed.
"I live on this block." I reply, a little too bluntly.
"I do too..!" He adds, almost shouting.
If we were any closer as friends, I'd probably laugh at his small burst of energy.
We end up in front of my house, and he stops beside me, facing the house beside mine to the right.
"What's wrong- wait,"
"Don't tell me..."
"We live next to eachother, we're house neighbors."
We both sigh, him cuz he probably hates this new piece of information, me?... I'm tired...
"Well, I should get going, gotta fix some things in the house."
"Yeah.."
"So uh,, see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah yeah."
I turn my body to the left, starting to walk, but I feel my body stop when something, or someone, grabs my left hand suddenly.
I turn around, facing Bakugo again.
He let's go of my hand as soon as I'm facing him. He looks like he's regretting the decision he just made to get my attention.
He crouches down, swinging his bag off his shoulder and onto the ground in front of him, I take a small step back to give him the space needed.
He unzips his bag, then unzips a smaller pocket inside his bag and pulls out something, handing it to me, not making eye contact with me as he turns his head to the right slightly.
It's my phone.
Date Made: June 10, 2020
Date Finished: June 10, 2020
(766 Words)
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FanfictionDue to a new job, my father and I had to move to Musutafu, a place in Japan. Even though he's been going through so much and putting so much stress on himself, he claims that it'll pay better and we'll live happier lives. Hi, I'm y/n l/n, pleasure t...