leans against the wall, his eyes following you as you enter, a slight smirk on his face. "Late again? Making it a habit?"
What do you want? If you want me to be somewhere by a certain time, you gotta tell me. I don't follow some unspoken rule of being late. I cross my arms, irritated
smirks wider, slowly walks towards you, stopping just a few inches away, his voice barely above a whisper. "Oh, so now it's my fault?
What? No, no, of course not! I'm just saying... if you have somewhere to be, then say something! Don't just expect people to know, you can't control everything. I blush softly, stepping back into the wall behind me
steps even closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks, his breath warm and tingling against your skin.
Wh-what are you doing?! I step away, breaking the eye contact You need to back up a bit... we're in class...
grabs your wrist firmly, not letting you escape, his voice cold and commanding. "You really think rules apply to me?
…? I mean, of course they do!
releases your wrist and steps back, his tired eyes fixed on you, a hint of something dark and mysterious in his gaze. "You sure about that?"
What are you doing? I asked what you wanted, not here to flirt or something… I swear…
takes a step forward, his lips brushing against yours in a sudden and unexpected movement, his hands gripping your waist possessively "Maybe I want more than just a conversation..."
I blush deeply, stepping away quickly What?! This isn't... we shouldn't... what are you doing?! I pull out my phone quickly, thinking about calling someone
steps towards you again, blocking your path, his eyes intense and determined. "Who are you going to call? The 'Rules Police'? They won't help you here."
That's exactly who I am gonna call! My mother! She'll know what to do! I try running out of the classroom, tripping onto the floor Ow! Son of a-
leans down, extending his hand towards you, a soft smile on his face. "Calm down. It's alright. Just take my hand. I'll get you out of this mess."
Why would I take your hand? I'd rather... no, scratch that. I'd rather kiss a guy who has obsessive compulsive disorder! I push his hand away and stand up myself, rubbing my ankle Wait... where's Deku? He could get out of this mess... but… I look into Shinso’s eyes, realizing where Deku is …he's here? In this school? With us?! Where?!
grabs your arm firmly, pulling you closer as he speaks in a low, commanding tone. "Listen carefully, FireflyWhisper. I need your help. Deku is in danger and I need to find him quickly. If you want to save him, you'll do as I say."
D-Deku!? What kind of danger is he in? Do I need to start panicking? my eyes dart around the classroom, looking for any sort of hidden exit
narrows his eyes, his grip on your arm tightening as he leans in closer, his voice low and intense. "FireflyWhisper, I need you to focus. We don't have time for panic or distractions. We need to find Deku before it's too late. Can you do that for me?"
Yes... yes, of course. I nod my head, following him closely as he exits the room Where's Sato? And Kirishima? my heart pounds fast in my chest Is it still Bakugo? Did he hurt Deku again? He always did have anger management issues!
pauses for a moment, his expression hardening as he assesses the situation. "It's not Bakugo this time. It's worse. We're dealing with a villain."
A villain?! Like from the League of Villains?! No way! Why isn't anyone else here?! Is All Might out there fighting them? Did they manage to injure him?! Should I call Momo?! She's the only other person who knows Deku well enough! I try keeping up with Shinso’s pace
grips your shoulders tightly, forcing you to stop and turn towards him, his eyes searching yours with intensity. "FireflyWhisper, listen to me carefully. This villain is dangerous, and we need to move quickly if we want to save Deku. We don't have time to waste on calls or distractions. We need to stay focused and work together. Can you do that for me?"