Electric Current: Not Past

You're a Good Person

Morning came, and things still hadn't went back to normal like I'd hoped they would. In fact, it was blatantly obvious that things were far from it. I didn't realize how much of my daily routine involved Shinsou until he was absent from it.

As I always do, I stopped by his dorm after I'd gotten ready for school. The only difference was... He never answered the door, so I assumed he'd just decided to get a head start on breakfast. Except, he wasn't in the kitchen either, nor any part of the dorm building for that matter.

When I arrived to homeroom, there he was, sitting quietly in the seat behind my own like nothing was wrong. It was only when his eyes met mine that his mood shifted. There was a tenseness in his shoulders and it seemed like he was holding his breath.

Maybe he just needs some space to sort himself out, I assured myself. It could have nothing to do with me. Or our unlabeled "date". Maybe if I told myself that enough, I'd actually believe it...

Seeing as he wasn't looking at me, let alone giving me the time of day to speak, I decided to just give him the day to work through his issues. After that day, I promised myself that I'd confront him if he was still acting strange.

Who would've thought that, that day would turn into two and then four. Soon enough, it had been a week of being completely ignored by Shinsou. Even the others had started to notice Shinsou's abrupt change around me. He was more stiff and awkward than before.

Today was going to be the day. I can't just stay away from him anymore. He had his space, but now it was time to sort this out like the almost-adults and heroes-in-training we are. Whatever I'd done couldn't have been bad enough to ignore me for a whole week.

It's bad enough that I lost the Bakusquad, but now Shinsou is avoiding me and Zeido and Yima were really busy with personal things. Ibara has been busy with extracurriculars as well, much to my dismay. So, I really was alone.

"Everyone pair up and practice for the remainder of the class. I'm going to take a nap." Mr. Aizawa saws monotonously.

His words interrupted my plans and I almost forgot what it was I was trying to do in the first place. But, it was hard to forget when the evidence was right in front of me... Literally.

Shinsou stood a few feet away from our usual spot, toeing the ground without making eye contact. Sighing, I walk right past him and into the changing rooms close by. Since Aizawa was going to be asleep anyway, I saw no point in staying.

It was obvious that Shinsou wasn't going to be a good training partner. Once I made it inside the empty locker room, I quickly shuck off my training shirt and throw my UA hoodie on to cover my binder. I leave my black gym shorts on though and throw the sweaty shirt in my duffel.

I was so focused on packing up that I almost didn't hear the door creak open and shut right after with a soft snick.

"Why?" I don't bother turning around after asking the question.

He sighs deeply from somewhere behind me and then I hear the scraping of a bench against the tile floors. Tilting my head slightly, I'm able to partly see his seated form from my peripheral.

Shinsou was slouched on the metal bench, head downcast with his indigo locks falling messily in his face. He looked so defeated. Like he had been fighting so hard for some unknown battle, only to realize that he'd already lost.

I suddenly felt guilty for all the resentment I'd been harboring for my friend. He was clearly upset about something. I should've pushed him harder for answers. I should've been there. I shoul—

"I-I'm s—" He interrupts me before I could finish apologizing.

"I-I-I need you to tell me that I'm a good person... I know that I can be selfish, narcissistic, and self-destructive, but underneath all that, deep down, I'm a good person and I need you to tell me that I'm good..."