Glass: Bakugo x Reader x Shinsou

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten: Beseech
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Shinsou and I never spoke about that again. I've overheard grandmother explaining everything from the ICU incident to my absolute inability to handle my quirk at 100% when Shinsou had dropped me off one night. He's treated me differently from then on, but not differently like pity perks (perks from people treating me with condescending compassion, often for one's own consciousness rather than morals) but differently as in a genuine friend.
Coming over his house and cooking with him became a routine that I've looked forward to the last couple of days, and each day comes closer to this UA Festival that Shinsou is so excited about. I think it's actually tomorrow, both grandmother and I are attending. As cool as his quirk is, we basically have this unspoken rule for him to never use it on me.

I sat on the stairs to UA, feeling a bit worried as Shinsou hasn't appeared yet. I would text him but he never answers anyway, I've been left on read for a little over a day. It wasn't a serious text, anyways, he just showed me a picture of this cat that basically lives in his backyard.

I sent him a text anyways, saying that I'm walking to his house. I got off the steps and started walking in that direction, checking my phone ever so often to see if he replied, which I got nothing.
When I looked up from my phone for the hundredth time, a man in a suit was walking my way. I stayed to the right side of the thin sidewalk to give him enough room to pass yet he still kept walking in the middle.

I slowed down my pace as he came a few feet away from me. He stopped as well and proceeded to walk a bit closer to me. He looked to be middle-aged, a little older than Shinsou's parents, with stylized gray hair and piercing pink eyes, analyzing my body. Not in a pervy way, but seemingly to see what kind of person I am. He looked back up with me with a grin, exposing one of his missing front teeth.

"Sir...," I say, "Is there a problem?"

He rested his arm on the brick wall by our side and leaned down to my height. He took a cigarette to his lips and blew it away from my face.

"Genes sure didn't have mercy on that guy, did you get plastic surgery or something, or did you steal all that from him?" The man asks, placing the cigarette back in his mouth.

"Sir, I think you have the wrong person...if you'd excuse me," I muttered to him through my teeth, starting to walk past him, but he placed a hand on my shoulder to keep me in place.

He rummaged through his pocket and held a photo in front of my face. I squinted a bit as the photo was a bit dark but once I saw what it was, I froze up: its a photo of me, sleeping. In the mirror behind my bed, there's an ever so slight reflection of Shigaraki's weird, detached hands apart of his villain costume.

"Little sleeping beauty, aren't you?" The man jokes as he puts the photo back in his back pocket, "I'm Giran and you're Y/N, now we're not strangers."

The grip on my shoulder became tighter as his smile grew wider.

"Listen, princess, just take this," Giran says, giving me a handwritten note, "and make a decision by tonight."

I looked down at the card, which it's just labeled with an address and a note from a different person, with the contrasting handwriting, that says "come alone, 8 pm". Shigaraki...

Coming to my senses, I started to walk to Shinsou's house. That address...I need a train ride to get there. There's no way I can make it if  I'm with Shinsou. If I don't go, who knows what would happen. If he snuck into my house, he could have easily done something to grandmother.
I stopped in my tracks and pulled out my phone again, this time to turn off my location and my notifications. I have barely enough money for the train, just setting me back further for college savings.