Breaking

5

3rd person POV:

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Denki gasped for breath as he sat down at a random desk. It was the desk in the far right of the classroom, right next to a window. Almost everyone else had already arrived and was either seated, and trying to set up their desk, or standing in a group chatting with friends.

Kaminari didn't have any friends other than Kirishima, and Mina, but they were chatting with an angry looking pomeranian, so he decided not to get involved with that. 

He watched as Aizawa, his homeroom teacher came in, followed by a tired looking purple haired boy.

The boy sat down in the empty chair next to Denki, not taking notice of the boy next to him.

"Hi! I'm Kiminari Denki!" Kami put on his biggest(and fakest) smile and held out his hand to the boy.

Shinsou looked at the hand warily, before slowly reaching out to shake it.

"Shinsou Hitoshi." He said in his regular monotone voice. He didn't return the smile. He saw in the corner of his eye, that as soon as they turned to face the front again, Kaminari's smile fell, and his face was emotionless.

When a red head came up to Denki, he smiled again. The red headband  Denki did a fist bump and went into talking about their summers.

Shinsou ignored them, and laid his head on his desk, waiting for anyone to notice his dad(Aizawa) in the front of the classroom, waiting for them to quiet down. About 5 minutes later, a boy with blue hair and glasses finally was able to get everyone to notice their teacher's presence.

"It took you 9 minutes and 43 seconds to notice that I was here. If i was a villain, you would all be dead by now."  Aizawa spoke in his monotone voice.

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Time skip to lunch time brought to you by my crippling depression.

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Denki POV:

Kiri hooked arms with me from my left, and Mina did the same on my right, pulling me out of class and towards the lunch room. They  love food way too much. I chuckle to myself.

However, I dont. The thought of eating makes me wanna throw up. That's what I do anyways when I do end up eating.

I was able to break away from their grasp, after telling them I needed to use the restroom. I slowly made my way to the men's room, knowing what would happen in there.

I went to open the door just as the angry pomeranian guy opened it, so it ended with me holding tissue to my nose that was already I  brought pain from my mom this morning.

Bakugou, I learned was the name of the pomeranian, was leaning agaisnt a stall door, waiting to make sure I was ok. He might have seemed cold, and like he didn't care, but he actually did, and was kinda cool.

"I'm ok Bakugou. You dont have to stay in here. Go have lunch." I tried to say, but it was sort of muffled, and gurgled and the same time, due to the blood that was in my throat from leaning my head back to stop the blood from flowing, and the toilet paper that I pinched my nose with.

He scoffed and left with a simple,
"Whatever."

Ok, so maybe he was still kinda cold... but it was sweet of him to make sure I was ok.

The blood finally stopped, and I was able to spit the blood clot out.

(If you dont know already, when you get a bloody nose, there is usually always a blood clot to get rid of afterwards. If you lean your head back, then the blood will go down your throat, but you can also spit the blood clot. If you lead your head forward, so your chin is touching your chest, you will not swallow all that blood, and you will be able to blow the blood clot out.)

The door opened as soon as I did spit it out, and heard foot steps come to a halt as soon as the person saw me spitting up blood.

"Kaminari?"

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