Primrose [BnHA Various x Reader]

Part Thirteen-B | A Chance Encounter

Heys, everyone! So, I put out the question to you all to find out if you'd be interested in extra content in between the main storyline and all responses so far have been open to the idea!

Now, some will be related to the plot and some additions may not be but I hope you all enjoy them nonetheless.

For this bit, it continues where the reader skips school after the argument with Bakugou about the USJ incident. Idea came to me after trying to brainstorm some potential add in chapters so hope you all enjoy!~

Image sourced via Google but should not be interpreted as a representation of what I imagine reader aka Y/n to look like. It just matched the later half of this chapter near the end so I chose this lol

*°✧Latest edited update posted as of 9th Feb, 2025✧°*

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2nd Person POV

Sighing, you roll onto your back and stare at the ceiling. It was only 1 pm and you'd just ignored a third call from Midnight. Dropping your cell beside your head, you mutter a curse when you feel a slight boost in energy.

"Stupid damn quirk..." you grimace, forcing your eyes closed as the vibration ends.

"After everything that happened I am so not answering that..." you frown, glaring at the ceiling now as the vibrating picks up again. "Ughhhh." rolling away from the offending device, you tug your pillow over your head in an attempt to ignore it.

As the call ends, your phone stills and you grumble from beneath your pillow. 'Ignoring her isn't going to make you feel any better.' your mind offers and you grimace as your phone begins vibrating again.

"A walk." you mutter, throwing the pillow off your head as you pointedly ignore the name lighting up your phone screen. "I'll just go for a walk." you decide and, as the call goes to voicemail, you unlock your phone and quickly activate DND. Leaving the phone on your bed to try and minimize the amount of energy your quirk will take from it, you sigh in irritation. "I hate this damn quirk..." you spot another call get immediately forwarded to your voicemail and feel a flicker of relief.

"Should've just done that from the beginning..." you mutter, scrolling through the Call History and seeing the numerous missed calls from Midnight. Midnight and-

"Whose number is this...?" you wonder, frowning at the unfamiliar digits staring back at you. It was a local number, that's for certain, but it wasn't one you recognized and you didn't have it saved in your contacts. They only called once so you just shrugged and ignored it. "Must've been a wrong number..." brushing it off, you decide to take a quick shower and change out of your uniform before going out. The last thing you wanted to deal with were random citizens wondering why a UA student wasn't at school. Especially at this time of day.

"Okay..." you hum, pulling the cardigan over your arms and thin strap top. You smooth the fabric down, trying to straighten out any potential wrinkles before ruffling your hair a bit. Staring at the gloves on your dresser, you decide to be safe and grab your fabric pair. "Just in case...Any more and I'll drain my phone battery...Again..."

Giving yourself a once over, you pat your long skirt somewhat self-consciously and sigh at your expression. Your eyes were tinged with red, puffy and tired. Your shoulders were tense and your overall demeanor exuded it. Grimacing lightly, you close your eyes and tap your cheeks a couple times. "Just gotta clear your head is all. It's been a long day."

Nodding to yourself, you grab your phone, some money and your earbuds. Checking the screen, it seemed like Midnight had finally gotten the hint and stopped calling, the realization easing the worry that had settled in you chest.