Rewrite the Stars | KamiJirou

Chapter 26

Days passed by painfully slow for Jirou, as if the world was being played over and over again on a slow motion loop. Along with that, she now had something new to worry about- her newfound feelings for her bandmate. Which was, without question, forbidden. She was absolutely positive that she'd broken one of the rules she agreed to follow the day she joined the band, with it stating you couldn't catch feelings for another member of the band. And she had done just that.

Her emotions were in a heap of tangled knots ensnared inside her body. Around Kaminari, Jirou felt emotions so conflicting to anything she had felt in the past. In the past, she'd dated a few people insignificant to her now, with their names completely wiped from her memory. It showed how little meaning those relationships held. One particular ex, however, left horribly bad memory etched in her mind she wished she could fully erase, like a permanent stain on a cloth.

She thought she loved him at first, she really did. But what she felt was more like a hopeless desperation; a will for him to stay. To try and make him happy though he didn't appreciate any of it because that was simply the type of person he was. God, he was such an asshole. Jirou wondered how they ended up dating in the first place.

With Kaminari it was completely different. He supported her decisions and respected her opinions instead of ridiculing each and every one. He encouraged her when she was unsure of herself or her own abilities. He actually cared about her, something she doubted her ignorant, arrogant ex ever did. But she was unsure if Kaminari reciprocated the feelings she felt.

Setting all her jumbled thoughts aside, Jirou rapped her knuckles against the smooth, white painted wood of Yaoyorozu's apartment door. Tonight was a scheduled girls' night the high school friends had all agreed on. Her worries for the evening were about how things would turn out. It was hard to say what she expected. A positive, blissful reunion between the old friends? Awkward conversation because half of them literally haven't talked in years? 

Her thoughts were interrupted as the door opened a few moments later by a dark-green haired girl, who curiously stared at the latest arrival. "Kyouka?" She asked, her eyes widening slightly.

"Tsu," Jirou replied calmly, taking a moment to process the first word she'd spoken to Tsuyu Asui since years ago. "How have you been?"

"I'm good," She answered with a small nod.

Before they could interact any more, Yaoyorozu stepped into the hallway of the front door, beckoning for them to come in. "Kyouka!" She exclaimed, "Come in, the tea and snacks are almost ready."

Jirou stepped onto the smooth marble floors of the foyer, taking a moment to ogle how elaborate the apartment was. Luxury apartment, to be specific. Yaoyorozu was rich, yet one of the humblest people you could meet. She never intentionally flaunted her wealth or possessions. 

"Now we're just waiting for Ochako to arrive," Asui commented as the three made their way down the hall, stopping in the living room. 

Ashido was sprawled out on one of the velvet, victorian-style sofas in Yaoyorozu's living room, her feet propped up against an arm rest and a bag of Hot Cheetos in her hand. She turned her head towards the hallway at the sound of multiple footsteps. "Hey Kyouka!" She greeted cheerfully when the group appeared, waving a hand covered in red Cheeto dust.

"Hi Mina," Jirou replied, waving back and taking a seat on another fancy couch.

Yaoyorozu smiled at them. As she turned around and headed off in the direction of the kitchen to get the snacks and tea, Tsu took a seat on the couch as well. The three girls left in the living room sat there in silence. The only noises that could be heard were the ticking of a grandfather clock that stood against the wall, the crunch of Mina's Cheetos, and the crinkling of the chip bag.

A few minutes passed. None of the girls uttered a word, at least not until a knock could be heard on the front door. 

"I'll get it," Yaoyorozu said before any of them could react, stepping out of the other room and gracefully hurrying towards the door. She opened it, revealing a flustered Ochako Uraraka standing there.

"Sorry I'm late!" She said apologetically before turning to gape in awe at the interior of the apartment. Wow...

"No worries," Yaoyorozu reassured her, gesturing for the brunette to come in before heading back into the kitchen to get the tea and snacks.

Uraraka stepped into the living room, putting her hands together and greeting the girls with a smile. "Hello everyone! I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Jirou shook her head in reply. "Not at all."

Ashido switched her position so she now sat up, patting the empty space beside her. Uraraka took a seat on the couch beside the pinkette and placed her hands in her lap. 

The girls' outward appearances hadn't altered much. Asui's hair was a little longer, yet still the same shade of dark green. Uraraka's brown hair stayed the same length and style, same with Ashido's. The most noticeable differences were all the girls' features, which changed a little over the years.

Yaoyorozu stepped back into the living room, walking over to a coffee table with a tray in her hands. She set it down, revealing a pot of tea, teacups, and a large tray of cookies.