The days had passed hurriedly, not wanting to fall behind as if they were hoping for something to happen spontaneously, all that it needed was time. So time slammed itself against the waves of anticipation, more than happy for something to come out of the blue.

Months had caught up into another year, there was less and less talk about Deku, it was as if the world simply didn't want to remember him. A groan escaped my lips, I tilted my head upwards towards the TV seeing my amber eyes reflecting on the screen.

Occasionally I would try to bring it up, but since nobody knew him personally like I had, it was less of a concern to them, and me being worried about anyone even in the slightest was off character and caused assholes to ask questions.

Irritation swarmed inside of me, similar to an undercurrent ready to drag me under if I swam too far into the ocean. Deciding that picking up the pace and focusing more on classwork, let alone even making it to class, was something which held more priority at the moment.

And within the blink of an eye I had arrived at the school on autopilot, not quite realizing until I heard someone's voice calling my name.

"Bakugo! Oi!" Glancing hurriedly to see red hair looking at me excitedly, waiting for me to answer, I felt my face fall as I turned back to face the top of the class where Aizawa was droning on about kicking out students after a test again.

"Later Kirishima, okay?" He seemed taken aback at the calmer, more somber tone which escaped from my throat not purposefully, but I was already too drained to correct myself properly.

A rumble of curses passing through my mind, ridiculing me for not sounding stricter or more fierce, I gingerly glanced over at Kirishima who gave me a small smile sympathetically and went to look back towards the front of the class no longer paying any attention to me.

I could feel my stomach twisting at how stupid I was. A groan resonated inside of my throat,  ready to be let out at any moment but for the sake of not disrupting the class further I sat in the puddle of embarrassment.

Scrunching my eyes shut, I slammed my head on the desk and kept my eyes closed trying to take my mind off of the stupid nerd. It's been so long, I can't keep it in any longer. I need someone to talk to and... even though he's really fucking annoying.... He's one of the few people who'd understand.

Letting my eyes rest for a few seconds, I found them opening rather quickly at the question which had stuck out from the rest.

"Aizawa Sensei! Did you hear about the shades attacking one of the cities nearby?"

"Oh! I heard that too! Yeah! They started a fire and it ended up with a lot of people injured."

"Ya. I heard about it, shades can be dangerous, so those of you wanna be martyrs don't even think about trying anything. Looking at you three." Todoroki tensing to see a finger being pointed at him, he nodded his head obediently before Aizawa pointed towards Kirishima and me.

"As if we would do anything so reckless." Todoroki propped his head up on his hand, his cold gaze staring into Aizawa's unimpressed. The stares had lingered for a few more moments, before a scoff was emitted from Todoroki's mouth and he tore his eyes away towards the window. A small frown tugged every so slightly across his lips.

"Rumor has it they have a new colleague. Powerful one too, but we have no idea who this guy is. Likes to stay in the shadows, sits on the boss' lap so just, make sure not to draw attention or cause trouble. Even though this class usually ends up in the middle of it anyways." Sensei sighing and dropping the chalk, he slipped into his sleeping bag and rolled over.

"Now be quiet, class is dismissed." The class stared blankly at Aizawa, processing the slowly the abundance of information the teacher was probably not supposed to share.

Then again, as he said this class did have an odd way of intertwining with trouble, so being better informed would be the more preferable option in case things had gone south much later down the line.

Students realizing they had free will once more, most paired up into groups and huddled together, discussing topics along the lines of gossip, shopping, crushes and other bland subjects.

But one boy wasn't paying attention to any of that today, instead he had made a bee line towards Katsuki's desk, and leaned down so they were at eye level.

"Hey dude."

Eyes catching onto Kirishima's, I survey the classroom, a small realization recognizing that Aizawa had fallen asleep. Still not getting the answer as to why Kirishima would be here and not with his regular group of friends though, was something I had found annoying.

Deciding it would be best to give him dry replies, so the conversation would be over quickly and he would most likely leave, I had recognized this wouldn't be so.

"What."

"It's later." The situation had pieced itself together in my head, and as I stood up rather quickly, I steadied my feet and swung my backpack over my shoulder. Walking past Kirishima, I felt a hand place itself on my shoulder and I glanced back at him, a worried look on his face.

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere to talk to you." Kirishima's eyes lit up, clearly hadn't registering that I was rather serious about this it caused a small snort to protrude from me. I paced out of the classroom with Kirishima hurriedly following behind me.

"So what's up dude?" Silence answering the question, I tilted my head downwards,

'What the fuck was I even supposed to say? You know the kid that went missing in the elementary school I was raised in? Yeah, well guess what he was my old friend and it's been years since I've last seen him but everyone's forgotten.'

Opening my mouth to try to say something, I realized how close Kirishima was and felt my whole body shake with electricity as I took a step back. My heart racing, not used to being this close to anybody, ever, I felt my face heat up in sudden surprise.

"... Never mind, this is stupid."

"No it isn't! Hey!" A hand finding mine, Kirishima intertwined our fingers and pulled me, so I was spun to face him. My eyes widening at the sudden gesture he put a finger to my lips, shoving me an expression that told me to be quiet.

"Listen, dude, I'm just here to help okay?" Kirishima raising his hands in defense, a slight anxiety in his eyes hoping that I wouldn't misjudge him, I simply sighed, and backed away from him slowly.

"...I had a friend, went missing or whatever the fuck happened to him and now I have no clue where he is. It's been a few years." The silence that had followed instantaneously after the words had slipped from my lips left me defenceless.

The openness of the corridors has loomed over me menacingly, it wrapped itself sickeningly around me and it felt as though they stretched on forever. The tiles below me felt crooked, as if one step and my knees would buckle from being unbalanced.

My hands were already clammy, and as we stood in the quiet I wiped them on my jeans, hoping that Kirishima would be the first one to say something. But I knew it must be hard, how exactly would someone respond to that?

"I-" He hadn't even been able to complete a word before a sickening feeling instantly manifested inside my chest, it oozed into my ribcage, and squeezed tightly onto my heart. Panic surged through me and my eyes widened as I blurted out an excuse.

"You know what never mind this is stupid, forget you heard anything." Pivoting on my heel, I was able to cover a small distance before I felt a hand clamp down on my shoulder and spin me back around.

"Bakugo." His eyes bore through my head, and I could see the empathy radiating across the expression that he wore, but why did that only make me more nervous?

"I'm sure you'll see him again dude. Everything's gonna be alright."

Strings tugging at my heart, I rapidly raised my arm brushing his off. He didn't seem offended by it, but gave me a reassuring smile as we looked eyes once more. Glaring at the ground, I let out a heavy sigh as my hand swept through my hair, feeling my shoulders drop as I relaxed a small bit.

"Yeah... Let's hope you're right." Sighing, I stared down the hallway to catch eye contact with Todoroki. The world seemed to slow down as I caught his gaze across the hallway. The comprehension that he must have eavesdropped on our conversation, the world began to spin as my vision darkened ever so slightly.

Swears were shot towards him in the most demeaning manor possible, and as I had taken a few steps towards him, he realized it would be best to take his leave and walked away.

"HEY! GET BACK HERE!" Greeted with silence, I groaned as I turned towards Kirishima muttering cuss words as he dragged me down the hallway towards the cafeteria, so we could get something to eat.

Damned asshole.

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Yo! Pari here! Sorry if the writing changed a little, I'm experimenting a small bit hoping that everything will end up alright since I'm not the most sure how I want this to all piece together.

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