TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

i finally asked, thank god

"what's up with bakugo? was he fighting again?" at mina's sudden question, i pick my head up from my arms to look over and see the boy. i lean my chin on my hand, letting out a small sigh at the sight of the explosive dumbass.

"oh, the girls didn't see him, yet? take a look at todoroki, too," kaminari states as a response, and i wince when the pink girl shrieks in surprise.

"ah, it messed up his pretty face! what happened?!"

"apparently, the provisional license classes are harsh."

"must be good for jocks!"

"or people that are just that damned determined," i grumble, shutting my eyes and trying to ignore the weird look todoroki sends me.

"stop taking about us like we're not here!" bakugo shouts angrily, as always, but he was quickly followed up by iida being his usual self.

"class is starting! uraraka and tsu haven't come yet?" he questions, and momo thankfully covers for the two girls.

"they have excused absences, class rep."

"of the boys, kirishima isn't here, either." i perk up slightly at hearing kyoka's voice, opening my eyes wide enough to look at my fellow "squad mates" as they converse.

sero speaks up, saying, "oh, you didn't hear? all three of them found places to do their work studies at."

"seriously?!"

i tune out of mineta asking midoriya a stupid question, and i continue to ignore the looks todoroki was sending me. he mentioned a bit of his childhood to me once, how he had picked up on the little tells a person has indicating certain emotions, and i knew he was looking for mine.

the funny thing is, i did the same thing, so i just made it harder for others to pick up on mine. it was kinda fun messing with him, but i didn't want to deal with the trouble of him actually worrying about me. it would just cause him, and anyone else, more trouble than it was worth.

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the next couple days were kind of a blur for me, to be honest. i didn't pay too much attention in class, but i got notes anyways, and venom helped catch me up at the end of the day.

apparently, kyoka had noticed my recent tendencies to zone out, and was currently trying to keep me from passing out in class.

"rin, you can't keep doing this. your grades are going to slip, you know," she scolds, but i sigh and place my head in my hands.

hitoshi and neito had told me practically the same thing upon noticing my change in mood, and they were starting to get worried. i hadn't told either of them about the number, but soon enough, they'll remember some things and how i acted similarly then, and they'll go into panic mode or something.

they definitely have a reason to, dumbass

'they shouldn't worry about me. it won't be as bad as last time'

last time? rin, last time almost ended up with hitoshi-

'shut up, venom' i think coldly, burying my face further into my arms at the memories that were trying to resurface.

not now, please, just not now. i can't deal with this again, especially not now when things are finally going somewhat good for me. i mean, yeah, i was kidnapped and forced to meet my sperm donor, and then meeting my biological uncle and cousin. i thought that things were going to somewhat alright after all that drama, but apparently fucking not because life doesn't want to give me a fucking break from anything at all goddammit-