Don't Leave Me Alone...

"What does he have that I don't?!"

In my class, everyone was talking normally as I sat at my desk and stared at the nape of Kirishima's neck. He was so beautiful and I couldn't help it...

"Alright, settle down now, " Mr. Aizawa walked in and looked like he got zero sleep, as usual. "Were going to the training course so get ready... Or expelled..." He yawned, causing me to follow. Everyone got up and got changed into our hero costumes, walking out to the training grounds. I looked around for Kiri, losing track of where he wandered off to. 

 "Kirishimaaaa?" I looked around and my eyes fell on him chatting with Bakugo. I frowned a little and walked over. /Not a big deal.../ "Kirishima! What's going on?" I felt my lips falter and become a frown.

 "Oh, uh, hey Denks..." He plastered a smile on his face. "I was... I actually changed my mind cause I wanted to show Bakugo my new strategy... Is that okay?" I tried to smile but failed. /No... It's not okay.../

 "Oh, yeah that's fine... I-I get it..." I tried to keep my voice from shaking but yet again failed. He smiled apologetically.

 "Thanks, bud you're the best." He ruffled my hair and walked off with him, leaving me alone. I felt my knees nearly give out on me, that same drowning feeling taking over my body just like in the dream- He walked away.

I ended up partnering with Mina, her squealing before class started actually. 

 "Oh my goddd!!!" In my opinion she sounded like a slide whistle.

 "What is it?" My eyes felt glazed over and my vision was a little blurry. /Can't you see I'm in pain?!/

 "Kirishima and Bakugo! Omg it's so super cute-"

 "W-What about them?" I think I'm gonna vomit.

 "They tooootally have a thing for each other- I mean look at them partnering, probably trying to find a place on the course to be alooone~" She swooned. I resisted the sudden urge to beat her to a bloody pulp as something happened.  My throat... I bent over and started to cough, holding my hand over my mouth and feeling something pour out... I didn't care who was watching I grabbed my gym bag and ran out of there as fast as my feeble legs could take me.

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My makeshift trashcan in the boys restroom wasn't working too well. Green colored petals erupted from my mouth and into the water filled sink, eventually leading me to see no water and only a green mass. 

/What the hell is this? What did I do wrong?/ Whatever I did, they wouldn't stop. As I hung over the sink, my lungs burning my mind drifted to Kirishima. He probably hadn't seen me leave and even if he did, he wouldn't care, his only concern showing Bakugo his "New strategy". Tears stung my eyes and I pounded my fist against the marble countertop until my knuckles bled.

/ You can do better than him, you should be with me. I am 10x better than him in everyway. He's a wannabe and he is using you. He doesn't love you I LOVE YOU. Why can't you see that? Kirishima you're making me loose my fucking mind- Kirishima I have everything that you could ever want, ever need. He's using you, he's USING YOU! Why can't you see it!? What does he have that I don't cause I'll gladly change for you, be the person you want me to be. Would he do that for you?! Would he be going through this much pain?! Love me not him, Love ME - /

My thoughts stopped briefly, my breath heavy as the petals momentarily ceased. 

/I wanna show you... That I'm worth your time again.../

 I felt another coughing fit coming on, my body about to physically give out on me. I fell to my knees on the ground, starting to cough up yellow petals. When I finally stopped once and for all, I was surrounded by green and yellow flower petals, some of them soaked with blood that I figured came from my throat. I swallowed down the irony taste in my mouth and wiped the bright red substance from my lip, slowly standing up and looking at the mess I made. 

/How did this even happen? Is this what happened this morning too?/

I shook my head, beginning to pick up the petals and shove them in my gym bag. Once I was sure I got them all, the sticky petals left just enough room to cover up my clothes and nothing else. Looks like I'd have to switch out my outfits from my locker to my bag throughout the day, or at least until I found a place to dispose of them without a trace. Unfortunately, even in my condition I had to go back to class. I rummaged underneath the sink and found some gauze and medical tape, quickly wrapping my burning knuckles after washing off my blood stained hand. It would work for now. I hooked my bag over my shoulder and walked out the door, my mind going back to Kirishima. I thought about his striking features and his equally as beautiful personality. 

He had a baby face and he couldn't deny it, while also looking mature and his age. He was a total goofball and when it came to making me happy he always succeeded. He didn't have a flashy quirk like I did, but the way he utilized it was astonishing. He was so smart and used to help me cheat on pop quizzes and stuff because believe me, I wasnt that smart. He had a little scar above his right eye that he got when his quirk manifested and if you asked me if just made him even more adorable. He was always so kind and outgoing- being able to become friends with even complete ass fucks like Bakugo. He had firey red hair, his natural color being black. I didn't know how but he managed to pull off any hair color in any hairstyle and always make my heart beat faster. But something that really did the trick was his body. He was proud of all the work he put into himself, so he showed it off often, not that I was complaining. He had a toned chest and a strong muscular build that made my mind go places that I didn't wanna mention to anyone. Compared to my short, lanky body he was God teir. His compassion and strength made me just fall in love with him more. He was a work of art and I couldn't stand seeing him and knowing he wasn't mine. I loved him and I couldn't deny it.

My throat felt that familiar burning tickle as I prepared to cough up more flower petals and run off to the bathroom again. But this time... I coughed, any healing my throat did instantly gone as I coughed once, hard and completely exasperated. A single pink petal fell into the palm of my hands, it's fragile beauty making me stop dead in my tracks. /It reminds me of Kirishima.../

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(Sorry if it looks a little different, I don't have my laptop and I'm writing this in mobile :) I hope you enjoyed and I promise things will get better soon... Berry just likes some angst >:3

Try to update daily :D)

Next chapter...

Kaminari finds out what is causing him to cough up these petals and figures out that he's not the only one in class 1a with this problem...

Stay tuned to find out!