𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕚 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠 - jouer en température

40

i watched as the phone turned back on and i saw my old wallpaper of some view i took. it was empty until the notifications flooded in.

(200) missed calls

(300) messages

(3) voicemails

a pang of guilt hits me. so many of them.

y/n where are you?!
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why is mr aizawa saying these things?
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are you safe?
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please answer

i keep scroll scrolling and my eyes land on bakugou's messages

bakugou
what happened? what did endeavor tell you?
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are you coming to school tomorrow?
the little fucker got suspended and everyone is asking questions
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shitty deku saw the half walking out with endeavor
answer the fucking messages!
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why are the teachers cleaning out your dorm so late?
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i know you didn't leave japan, if i ever see you again i'm punching the shit out of you

my lips tug into a smile. that little shit.

i check the voice messages and all of them were sent on the same day. just three. i press on the first one sent.

"y/n... i hope you're okay," it's uraraka. "i-i can't believe it came to this and i'm sorry i couldn't change anything! i just... i just hope you get peace now and maybe i'm selfish for thinking this but i am wishing you come back one day... i love you y/n, be well."

i find myself silently crying at the sound of my close friend shedding tears for me. the voicemail ends and i hesitate to press on the next one.

at first it's just noise like shuffling and i hear a curse.

"you're a fucking idiot! why didn't you just listen to me at the start?! this could've been avoided and you would be here still training to be a hero! now you're god knows where doing nothing!" i feel like he's my parent and he's scolding me. "you should've listened and now... you're not here, you're gone. your room is now empty and everyone is in the dark. goddamit! how can i consider you a friend when you didn't tell me anything?! fuck you, you're not even here anymore!"

the voicemail ends and i wipe the tears away. i know me leaving wasn't going to be easy but seeing the affects of it just break my heart. seeing bakugou trying to consider me a friend and i let him down. i wait a few minutes before pressing the last one.

i hear breathing and a long sigh.

"... y/n..."

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my old phone went back inside my drawer. it was pointless to dwell on it now and as much as i wanted to do it, i couldn't contact my friends. many things were moved for me to be here and i couldn't let my emotions ruin it.

it was really tempting. the more i thought about walking to school with uraraka, hanging out with bakugou at late hours of the night, having sleepovers with the girls, and training harshly, the more i wanted to hit the call button. i want to use my quirk for the better good, not just for repotting plants. my tolerance was building it up so much and now i can't even bring out bushes because there's no reason for me to be constantly hydrated.

my feet get up from my bed and i go downstairs to see dad watching tv.

"hey dad i'm gonna go into that forest behind the house," i say. "i won't be far."

"okay, for what?" i grab a water bottle out of the fridge.

"it's been a while since i've used my quirk and i just want to be up to date with it" i say.

"come in when the streetlights turn on, i know a UA student wouldn't be able to sit still for so long" dad chuckles. i thank him and go out the back door and into the small area of trees.

i gulp down half of the water bottle and set it down nearby.

"alright let's see" i get on my knees and press my palms on the ground. my mind starts to focus on the dirt between my fingers and the roots come out of my palms. i feel it all coming together and i open my eyes to see the start of a tree. my body shakes to try to get the tree into a bigger part of the growth process but it doesn't budge.

i need to be able to get a full tree. a general sherman tree.