2𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙕𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙀ˢᵉʳᵒ

𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘ᵗʷᵒ

"Is my room a good spot?" Korei asked as she walked with Denki and Hanta. Denki had his arm locked with hers and Hanta was twitching at the thought of doing that as well. He didn't want to be too weird about it though so he kept his hands to himself. "I mean, I know the smell is a bit strong but I can always use my quirk." She explained, wiping away her tears. She'd most definitely cry again later on.

"I forgot about that! That's pretty neat!" Denki grinned, hugging her arm closer. Korei giggled and rolled her eyes as he continued talking. It's not like it was her fault that she wasn't paying attention. Her mind was still playing back all of the good times that she had with Shinsou. Maybe she was reminiscing or maybe she was trying to find the exact moment that he stopped liking her. "Sero, you good with going to Korei's room?'"

"Y-yeah! I'm down!" The dark-haired boy nodded enthusiastically. He cleared his throat and tried to calm down. Hanta told himself that he needed to chill out because he was only there to help Korei with her break-up. "I mean, sure."

"Oh yeah, I kinda forgot to introduce you two! I'm not sure if you remember him from last year but this is Hanta Sero, " Denki clarified, motioning towards his friend. Korei paid attention to that. She mustered a smile, nodding towards the boy as he waved. She remembered him, the first time they met was actually in his own classroom. Korei walked into the wrong one, looking for Shinsou because she wanted to surprise him with lunch. No words were exchanged but Hanta pointed towards the right class and that was the end of it. "Sero, this is Korei Saito! She's from the general studies department."

"It's nice to meet you, Sero-san. Though it sucks that it has to be under these circumstances, " she said softly, glancing in front of the group as she neared her building. "This is it, " Korei stated, slipping her shoes off upon entering the building. Denki and Hanta followed suit, grabbing a pair of house slippers before making their way to the elevator. "My room's on the fifth floor. There are only two other students up there so it should be fine."

"Do you have a TV or anything? Something we can keep entertained with?" Denki asked, once again glomping onto the larger girl. Korei didn't mind it that much but she knew that if Shinsou had been with them then there would have been an issue. He never did like other people touching her, even if it was just a classmate. He always got mad at her for not doing anything about it. Come to think of it, he told her that he was the only person who should be touching her but he never really...touched her.

"Um, no, " she shrugged. "I don't have a TV because I don't watch it that much. Hitoshi has a TV though, " she smiled sadly. Her eyes welled up again and this time Hanta pulled her in for a hug. He was a total of seven and a half inches taller than her, but all she could tell was that his build was similar to Shinsou's, just slightly slimmer. Korei felt the tears start pouring out because of the embrace. "I'm so sorry! I don't mean to be so annoying."

"No, it's fine, " Hanta comforted. Denki agreed, giving his friend a thumbs up to continue because he could see that it was helping. "Don't apologize for it, Saito. Kaminari and I both know that it's hard. Even though I don't know you that well, I'm here for you."

Korei hugged him tighter, crying even harder as she realized she had made another friend. She let him go when they reached her floor. Her eyes were sore from the rubbing and her face was flushed due to the tears. This break-up was actually really bad and she didn't know if she'd ever get over Shinsou. 

"Just get comfortable on the bed. You can move some pillows and stuff, " she mumbled out once they were inside of her room. Denki quickly got comfortable on her bed while Hanta looked around. Korei's room looked a lot like he had pictured it, a mountain of pillows on the bed and the cutest of decor around the room. There were a few plants that he didn't expect to see but he's not a psychic so he couldn't have guessed everything. "Sorry about the mess. I haven't really been in here to clean up, " Korei chuckled nervously, opening up her fridge in search of something to drink. "Are you guys thirsty?" She grabbed some drinks out anyway, placing the items on her nightstand before pulling her cushioned ottoman over to her bed. "Smell preference?"

"Citrus," Hanta replied almost immediately as he took a seat on the ottoman. Korei chuckled and situated herself on her bed, allowing Denki to cuddle with her. "I love the smell of oranges and lemons, ya know?" He said, grinning at an inside joke that no-one else knew.

"I'll keep that in mind, " Korei nodded, focusing on emitting the smell. And with that, Hanta pulled out a bag that held two perfectly rolled joints. Denki tugged out a box of matches and passed them to the black-haired boy. Hanta looked at Korei, one of the joints held in his fingers as he offered it to her.

"You want the first hit?" He asked lowly, Korei's eyes widened in anticipation. She nodded and quickly informed Denki where her inhaler was just in case she had an asthma attack. Nervous, she reached for the joint but Hanta just shook his head and held it for her. With a soft chuckle, she let him press it to her lips. "Be careful, okay?" It wasn't her first time smoking but she was grateful for Hanta. He made her feel a lot less worried about possibly dying because of her asthma. "Alright, when I light it, breathe in."

Korei nodded and Hanta smiled reassuringly at her. She almost forgot that Denki was there. Hell, she almost forgot that she had her heart broken just moments prior. The joint was lit and Korei breathed in. It wasn't too much for her, it was great. Her throat burned just the slightest but she loved it. Denki was filming to catch if she'd cough, she didn't. Hanta expected a cough and he was shocked, impressed by her. The camera panned to his face, an amazed look on it as he watched Korei blow out the smoke with no problem.

"Well damn, Korei! You're a natural, " Denki stopped filming, a playful grin on his lips. "Pass the joint, Sero. I don't want you to hold it for me, alright?"