Fighting For You DenkixF.reader

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:(: Y/n’s POV :):

Everything is different now. Going back to class and acting like nothing happened, going to the police station for questioning, that was something I never wanted to do, no matter what.

I was able to get a new phone and call Mae, she's someone I talk to more than anyone else now, aside from Katsuki and Kaminari. Everyone else seemed strange, they were acting different from before I was kidnapped. It scared me.

It turns out that they cancled the U.A festival because I went missing and the teachers were appearently too busy trying to find me, most of the teachers who were called to help find me were also helping with decorations and planning and such.

   “ All of that practice was for nothing.” Kaminari flopped over the couch next to me, I flinched.

“ Sorry?” I shrugged, " They could have let other teachers help to replace the teachers that were trying to find me."

We’ve been talking about it for almost two days. I've been on edge for two days.

  “ They could at least do something to make it up to us.” Kaminari whined. He's ok, the same as before.

“ Or the whole school,” I suggested as Kaminari wrapped his arm around my shoulder, I sucked in a deep breath trying not to flinch again. “ I mean, maybe the practice wasn’t for nothing, you could still finish learning how to play guitar.” I rested my head on his shoulder while I scrolled through my phone.

Kaminari and I have gotten closer, I mean like, best friend closer. Katsuki seems a bit pissed but at the same time, ok with it. I brushed it off considering that he’s never let anything like this happen, the thought stayed in the back of my mind though, he's been acting strange too.

  “ Please, I thought it was fun.” Kaminari took me up on my suggestion.

“ I need a guitar though.” I said, “ I haven’t played in a fat minute.”

  “ We can find one later.” Kaminari brushed it off for now and I did too. “ But for now, I’m bored.”

“ Me too.” I stated blandly, right then, Katsuki came into the common room with Red head. “ Hey Katsuki, Redhead.” I greeted while me and Kaminari continued to watch my phone.

“ What the hell are two doing?” Katsuki scowled at us while Kaminari and Kirishima gave one another finger guns. I don't remember the finger guns being a thing they did before.

  “ Chilling.” Kaminari answered for me.

“ What he said, do you know where I sold my guitar, Katsuki?” I asked him.

“ Some shitty music store.” He answered while leaving with Kirishima. They haven't changed.

  “ Are you going to buy it back?” Kaminari shuffled.

“ Probably not, but I remember there being a better guitar there, I was wondering if it was still there.” I brushed it off for later. “ We could get one for you too.”

  “ Good luck, they’re expensive.” He scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes.

“ That’s why I have parents.” I reminded him.

We stayed slilent until my phone rang for a facetime, the caller ID read Kenji.

  “ Who’s Kenji?’ Kaminari read it as well.

“ A friend.” I said while hesitating to answer the facetime. “ Dude, where are you?” The screen was showing a ceiling with a poster above it, we heard shuffling then Kenji popped up on the screen.