"Maybe" | Denki Kaminari [COMPLETED]

Chapter Twenty-One: Results

My hair, which Mina cropped at a decreasing length from right to left, became a representation of the divide of my life between being a villain and being a full-time, non-double agent hero. Within a week after my makeover, news reports came of a declaration of peace from the League, as well as their warehouse hideout burned to ash. Shigaraki was never seen again. A month after that, Touya Todoroki, who went missing years prior, mysteriously returned. I don't think anyone else made the connection, but I knew Dabi had been the reason for both events.

With the League scattered, I faced few threats for the remainder of my time at UA. My biggest opponent became the rest of the heroic world, ironically. Sometime around the Sports Festival during our second year, somebody figured out I was the villain Dark River, and I was forced to give a statement to the press to straighten things out. That was probably the worst thing that happened.

I'd had my fair share of good things, too. By the end of my final year, I'd risen to the top of the class. I would never beat Momo, but me and Bakugo we're battling it out for second place. He had the advantage with his quirk, I had the advantage with my brains. We were pretty evenly matched.

"I failed, I know I did," I said, throwing myself on the dorm room couch as dramatically as possible.

"You bet you did," Bakugo said.

"Shut up, Bakubro," Kirishima said. "You're just as nervous as she is."

"I'm sure you did fine," Mina said.

"If you failed, you failed. There's nothing you can do about it now. Stop whining," Jiro said.

"Watch it," I said, curling into the arm of the couch. "You're under my roof."

"This room is practically official Bakusquad territory," Sero said. "It's not your room anymore."

"Let me sleep in peace."

"You'll sleep anywhere," Mina said. "You're a literal cat."

"Am not."

Denki crashed into the room with bags of food bundled in his arms. "I brought hamburgers for our celebratory feast," he said.

"I'm not a cat," I said to Mina, taking the tea from Denki that he brought me.

"You sleep anywhere and everywhere, all the time--"

"You seem to have nine lives," Bakugo said. I hissed at him.

"You hiss at people," Mina said.

"You like it when I play with your hair," Denki said.

"I do not!"

"Yes you do," everyone said simultaneously.

"Alright, fine," I said. "But that doesn't mean I'm a cat." A flash of movement on the wall distracted me. "What was that?"

"Oh, that?" Jiro asked. "That's a laser." The red dot flashed across the wall again. "Y'know, cats track lasers."

I scowled and resisted the urge to hiss at Jiro.

"What do you say we have game night?" Denki suggested, passing out food. "It'll pass the time for the nervous people.

"I'm down," Sero said. "Kaiya, move. You're in my spot."

I glared at him but moved to the smaller couch Denki and I usually shared during squad get-togethers. Over the course of three years, what used to be my dorm room had expanded to a huge TV, two different sized couches, and a padded chair, leaving my small bed to be neglected in the corner and me to sleep where I could, usually downstairs, occasionally in Denki's room if we'd been studying (yes, actually studying, you dirty-minded fool). I wasn't comfortable on the downstairs couch, and besides, I could always sleep in my room, but people were usually there.