I was finally out of the stupid nurse's office, and could go back to school. I had no idea why on earth they kept me for two days, but at least I was free now.
I got into my uniform and put in my usual effort of rumpled white button up half tucked and a loose tie, and grabbed my bag out the door. Sh***y hair joined me and started pestering me with the usual questions and stupid small talk, but, if I were being honest, I was glad for the sense of normalcy. Not that I would ever talk him that, though.
"Oh, by the way Bakugo, did you hear? Apparently the teachers are implementing a new program to rehabilitate teenage to child villains! It's so manly! The first one is rumored to start today! I wonder who it is!" Kirishima's words caused me to stop dead in my tracks. A heavy and cold feeling pressed on my gut, and all I could think about was those green eyes. That bright smile. The way he asked me on a date and held my hand so gently, even while I was his hostage.
I was terrified of him. But mostly, I was afraid because I knew I was going to say yes when he asked me on that date. I was so close to saying yes, and just... Kissing him, right then and there. It was stupid and it was awful and I should have been repulsed by him, he was villain!
But... I wasn't. He didn't seem like a villain, at least not to me. He still looked like the kind little kid who protected others without a quirk and got hurt because of it. By me.
Realization dawned, and I knew that if it was him in class room I wouldn't be able to face him. I had been so guilty for killing him, I hadn't truly processed I was a villain's origin story.
Suddenly, a slap across my face sent me down to the floor. I quickly summoned up some explosions in my fist and flared at Kirishima.
"What the heck was that for, you idiot?" I stood up and brushed myself off, glaring daggers at him.
"Sorry Bakubro, you weren't responding! You were just kind of... Standing there, not really looking at anything specific... I got kinda scared. Are you ok?" He reached out a gentle hand, and while I knew it was just Kirishima, his eyes seemed to flash a bright green, his hands turning soft and gentle. His voice getting a bit higher.
I slapped away his hand and took a step back, trying to hide the panic crawling its way up my throat. "I-I'm fine. Don't touch me." I tried to make it sound normal, but it sounded weak even to me.
"I think I'm feeling sick today, I'm gonna go back to my dorm. Tell Aizawa I'm taking the day off." I turned to walk off, before I shot him one last glance. "Oh, and, Kiri? If the new kid's hair is green, stay far away from him." Not bothering to be more clear, I turned back and stalked to my room, glad no-one could see my traitorous tears drip down my face.