Life Changes

Questions

—Bakugos POV—
'I can't stop thinking about that extra and what I saw. I shouldn't give a shit about her anyway. I haven't talked to her in years anyway.'

—No ones POV—
Y/n walks to class and sits at her desk.
'Guess I'll just avoid him now. It's not like he'll do anything.'

You lay your head down on your desk and suddenly feel a tap on your shoulder.

"Hey there. I haven't met you yet. My names Kirishima. What about you?"

You look at the red haired guy and tell him your name.

"Y/n." You give him a short answer, not wanting to talk to anyone.

"Want to have lunch together? We're all new so might as well make some friends, right?" He has a smile on his face as he talks.

"Sure. Why not?" You give him a fake smile and he walks away.

—time skip—
It's lunchtime and you go to sit at an empty table.
You see Kirishima and immediately remember that your supposed to have lunch with him. He sees you and goes to sit down with you. Behind him are a few more people.

"Hey, y/n. I brought over a couple more friends to come eat with us. Hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind."

You look and see four other people, one in which you recognize.

"Hi! I'm Mina. I already know your name because Kirishima."

"I'm Kaminari!"

"I'm Sero."

Bakugo says nothing and just sits down.

"Hey, Bakugo. Say hi."

"I'm not saying hi to an extra." He looks at you and doesn't say a word.

"At least I don't have to talk to an asshole." You say under your breath.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY? I HEARD THAT!!"

You look at Bakugo and give him the middle finger.

He gets up and grabs your arm.

"Hey! Let me go, asshole!"

"You guys stay here. I have to talk to her."

'Great. Now he's going to question me.'

He takes you down a hallway and into an empty classroom. He rolls up your sleeve and looks at it.

"Stop." You look him in his eyes and he looks right back at you.

"I need to know what's happening with you."

"Why? We stopped talking years ago. Why do you want to know about me now?"

"Because Im worried about you. I may not have talked to you but that doesn't mean I completely forgot about you. We've had the same classes for years."

"Ok. But if you were worried about me wouldn't you have talked to me sooner?"

"I would've but I didn't know things were this bad."
He looks down at the arm he's still holding. "Had I known I would've talked to you sooner. I'm worried. Please tell me what's happening. I want to help."

You look away from him before deciding to tell him what's happened in your life.

—to be continued—

This is my first time writing a story like this so please understand that I'm still working things out with the writing.