The necklace ⬆️
I was also slowly learning more about him. Bakugou was rough, and looked at himself highly enough to take himself out of toxic people's lives. He was a great cook, not a great conversationalist, and often turned most confusing feelings into anger. He's going to anger management, though, trying to fix that.
Me and him, after the whole Elisa part, grew to very slowly understand each other. About a month after the dinner, we were talking while we had meals instead of avoiding eye-contact and trying to eat as fast as possible. He worked a lot, though, letting me have most of the house to myself.
I was still drowning, however. It seemed like whenever I looked at the news, when I read magazines, it just broke me. I couldn't watch action films, I couldn't be in crowds, being underwater gives me a panic attack. I was the cause of pain and god nows how many lives I'v taken.
I've developed a unhealthy habit of not sleeping. I shut my eyes, drift off and I'm right there. Smoke covering the ground like a fog, bodies and rubble broken and scattered. I wake up screaming, sobbing.
Bakugou didn't know this, though. He'd work nights and slept like a rock when he didn't. I'd stay up reading, watching TV, drawing, studying, anything to keep myself from sleeping.
Though, the day that it came it crushed me. Bakugou handed me a box, my name and our address on it. I opened it and there, wrapped in a velvet bag and polished, was my birthday gift. That's why we went to the restaurant, to celebrate my birthday.
My mother had gotten me a golden necklace, a bright ruby the size of my palm and on the back, engraved in was 'You can unlock any door, if only you have the key.'
It was as if she was reaching for me from beyond the grave. I can barely describe what I felt. Numbness and panic settled in my chest and my eyes felt impossibly dry. My hands and body shook while holding the gift in my hands.
It took me so long to work up the courage to wear it, and once I did, I vowed never to take it off. It was the last piece I had of her. A gift that I, to this day, wear.
The ruby was the same color as me and Bakugou's eyes, matching us both. He liked me wearing it. He didn't know about my situation, he's waiting for my explanation when I'm ready, but he was very fond of me wearing the necklace. It was odd, but I wasn't complaining.
It was only a few weeks after I got the necklace that Bakugou spoke to me about going to school. The school year was in session and he felt like it was about time I went.
I didn't argue with him on this. I felt bad just wallowing in my own fear while he went off and saved lives, so it was only fair I do something productive with my time.
The school wanted to meet me, to take some tests to see where I was compared to the other students. So, we set a date and went when the time was right.
"Okay, Ms. Bakugou-"
"Flint," Ground Zero Corrected.
"A-ah, Ms. Flint," the principal began again, "as you know, we have gotten your school records from america and it seems like you have a powerful quirk. Would you like to enter into our new course?"
"Course?" I asked.
"Quirk?" Bakugou questioned.
"Yes, uh, our new course is for a select few who have powerful quirks. You could say it's likes a prep for the hero course in high school. However, you don't have to enter the course," he answered.
"You have a powerful quirk?" Bakugou turned to me.
"A-ah, w-well," I began to panic. I was the fault of killings so many people, god knows what could happen if I use it again. Sure, in the past I'd "train" with friends and teachers but I never had a powerful quirk, until that day... "I guess..."
"What is it?" he asked. The principal looked confused.
"Ah, uh..." I gulped, looking at the principal for help.He scrambled through the files he had in front of him and pulled out a sheet of paper. "Her quirk is called Landmines. She;s able to make the ground underneath and around her explode, along with other things like walls, trees, and anything solid."
Bakugou starred down at the table, eyes wide and gears turning. I traced his ruby of my necklace in nervousness, nearly trembling from the mention of my quirk.
"U-uh," the principal stuttered, "do you want to do the course?"
"Yes," my voice was so quiet, I could hardly hear myself.Both the principal and Bakugou began beaming. He looked like he was someone just told that he has another quirk. Mr. Principal quickly wrote my name down and began bringing of another matter.
Another hour passed of me taking a test and we were able to leave. Bakugou beaming like a lamp while driving us home (It was Rika's day off).
God, what was I thinking? I could hardly even look at the explosions on the news, or anything else. How was I supposed to...use my quirk if I'm a murderer?
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