False Heroes

Kiss, Marry, Kill

The first two weeks of Shinsou's classes in the hero course weren't too much different. Of course, there was the training, but it was fairly similar to what he was used to, speaking that it was Aizawa who Shinsou had always trained with before.

It was Saturday again, and Hitoshi hadn't talked with Uraraka like he had promised yet. She and Asui were getting better, but Ochako was still distant. He'd noticed that the strange behavior only occurred when she was talking to Tsuyu, and she acted normal among anyone else. Shinsou didn't know why.

But he didn't have time to address those thoughts for any longer as he heard a knock at his door. He sighed, though he was starting to get used to people wanting to spend so much time with him. It was overwhelming, but a part of him liked the fact that people actually cared.

"Mon ami!" Aoyama singsonged, walking in without waiting for Hitoshi's reply. That was also something he was still getting used to.

Apparently, it was Kaminari's favorite thing to walk into his dorm unannounced, and Hitoshi was just praying that he wouldn't walk in sometime when he was indecent. Neither of them needed that in their lives.

So, at least Aoyama knocked first.

There was no point in trying to kick out his overdramatic classmate and Shinsou relented, asking, "What do you want?" as he stood up from his bed, the mattress softly creaking.

Yuuga beamed at him. "Come, join us! Madam Yaoyorozu was kind enough to invite you and I to her room." Hitoshi sighed. As much as he just wanted to relax after his two long weeks of adapting to the hero course, he had to admit that, seeing how wealthy her family was, Shinsou was quite curious about Momo's room.

Hesitantly, he complied. "Lead the way," he said, grabbing his phone from his bed and locking the dorm door behind him.

Aoyama cheerfully led the way, all the while practically talking Shinsou's ear off. He was barely listening, only catching snippets of Yuuga's rant as they slowly walked to Yaoyorozu's dorm room on the fifth floor.

Hitoshi was lost deep in his thoughts, mindlessly following the blond in front of him as they entered the elevator, the topic of the one-sided conversation changing. That didn't draw Shinsou from his thoughts, though. He just couldn't stop worrying about Tsuyu-- who he was, though he hated to admit it, starting to view as a friend. Helping her to figure out what was wrong with Uraraka brought them closer. Though, he supposed that he could call Aoyama a friend, too. He nearly grimaced at that thought. He had no idea how the student had managed to grow on him so quickly, though he kind of did force his friendship on him. At least Denki was keeping his distance a little bit. He seemed to actually be starting to accept Shinsou's need for space.

Aoyama clapped in front of Hitoshi's face, finally breaking him from his thoughts. His head snapped up and he staggered back. Yuuga let out a laugh that Shinsou was almost certain was fake and grinned.

"We're here," he said, gesturing to the newly opened elevator doors. Shinsou sincerely hoped he hadn't been standing there looking like a bigger idiot than Kaminari for long.

The two walked down the hall to Momo's dorm, and Shinsou made sure to pay attention this time, giving nods and small hums of agreement as Aoyama carried the brief conversation.

They arrived at the door, and Yuuga eagerly knocked. Shinsou found himself feeling somewhat petty for the way he only seemed to barge into his room, not others. Though, he was sure Momo would be more upset with him than Shinsou would. She did seem like the "mom friend" of Aoyama's group. He could just imagine her telling Yuuga that she wasn't mad at him for barging in, just disappointed.