Regress || bnha x op!reader

44: Proposals in Sight

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❝ Maybe accepting your pride can be a bit difficult, but it will all be worth it. ❞

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"What..." You tried to hide a cough with your fist, but stopped when you remembered you were wearing a surgical mask. "What's- what's wrong?"

Everyone in your class is surrounding you.

And by everyone, you mean literally everyone, aside from Hitoshi who was late in class.

You sweated, trying not to look at all of them whose eyes were squinted in observation at your clearly covered face.

Why is your class so few in numbers? Them crowding over you looked so small compared to 1-A and 1-B, but their presence is double the amount. Is this what it means to have quality over quantity? Cause at this point, you'll take quantity over whatever you are having right now.

"(L/n)-chan, be honest. Are you feeling unwell?" Kuromi sat right in front of you, the chair facing backwards as they leaned on their folded arms. "If you aren't, you should totally give the rest of your responsibilities to some of those ugly business-minded students in the Management Department. They could do over with something useful for once in their life."

Akira laughed. "Calling them 'ugly' is really pushing it, Kuromi-san!"

"But indirectly calling them 'useless' isn't?"

"Cause it's true," Nakamura slid beside you, and you refrained from deadpanning as he deflated on top of your table, pouting. "Not only are they useless, but their faces and their personalities stink too. I couldn't even get the courage to use a normal camera up on their face! They were scowling and hating us too much, like, what did we even do?"

"Your face is too ugly so they can't help but scowl when they get even a glimpse of your hair," Yuuta kicked the boy off your table, eliciting a yelp from him, before he turned to you. "Anyway, I can handle the donations on our site. You gave me permissions there for this reason, right? So that I can cover you?"

Yuuta rubbed his nose. You guessed it was his way of hiding his pleased smirk, and he would have hidden it well, if not for Kuromi pointing it out, "Your head is becoming bigger, Yuu-chan. I think you're assuming too much again~"

"Want me to kick you too?"

Since your department was in charge of covering the Sports Festival, you didn't just write scripts for your commentary nor brainstorm on who goes first and last in terms of being a commentator—no. You also had to deal with the advertising of the event itself. From creating the poster, to creating a media page dedicated for the Sports Festival in UA High School...

The Management Department helped too. But even then, there were some students in their department that didn't entirely like you—probably because of some of your classmates' personalities that didn't really go along with them, like Kuromi's sharp tongue that they deliver with a bright smile, or Yuuta's disdain for everyone, or even Shiru's entire existence—so collabing with them also added so much to your exhaustion.

Part of the blame lies on you as well.

These tasks were a collaboration, a joint task for your department and the other students. When there were roles being handed out, you took some that were... a little heavy on the shoulders, and the other students simply let you. They questioned it but they relinquished cause lesser responsibilities meant more time to rest, right?