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The Freak

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I consider this a dark but silent angst, and you'll find out why. Also, the one inspired by DEH... heh... I forgot what it was... oops... it wasn't even that good lol!

AU:
No quirks
The rest of 1-A don't exist
Warnings:
TRIGGER WARNING

EVERY SINGLE TIME WITH KIRIKAMI!!!

[Kirishima's POV]

His name was Kaminari. Denki Kaminari. The freak in UA. The weird kid. But they never knew him like I did. He was so much more...

He had beautiful, sunflower-yellow hair, a small black lightning bolt running through one of his bangs, and a small, chubby face, that still gave him that childish aspect. Then there were his hazel eyes, warm like the softest fire dancing in a furnace. He wasn't muscular, or fat, but I didn't care what his body looked like. His face was gorgeous enough that the rest of his body didn't matter to me anyway.

He was seen as a freak because of how spaced-out he got, and how weird and particular he did daily chores. They thought it was weird that he chatters on about his abnormal passion for sharks, how he found them terrifying, yet interesting. Same view on how he empties all the contents of his neat and organised bag out on the floor, only to re-arrange the objects in the exact same way. Was it weird to do that? I'd understand if it's annoying, but not weird! In fact, I found it quite beautiful, and it was once of my favourite characteristics about him.

The school we both go to is a middle and high school. He was there since the start of middle school, as have most of the students that were in our year, and I had just started this year, my first year in high school. When I walked into the classroom on my first day, I was immediately greeted with warm arms by the other students. They helped me work my way around school, and helped me when I got lost and even gave me food when I had left mine at home. They were really nice to me. But, all of my classmates, whether they were nice to me or not, at least once told me the same message:

"Stay away from the freak."

The amount of times I had asked myself whether they were really right was uncountable. From what I had seen, when I first laid eyes on him, right from that time I stepped into that class, I thought that he was completely normal. Sure, he spaced out and gazed aimlessly from time to time, but the childish aura he gave off made me want to be his friend.

He didn't seem to know me. He didn't seem to care. He was in his own world, and I think that was what drew me the most to him. The fact that he had a secret world of his own, and that I wanted to see it too.

Eventually, I had the courage to say hi to him after class. It was about a month into the new semester, and that beautiful gaze he gave me could light a million candles at once! They were so bright! It's still burned in my mind, and still there is nothing else that can match them! He gave a dazed and giddy smile that almost made me melt, but he cocked his head to the side in almost surprise.

"I didn't know we had a new student this year!" I feel a smile grow on my face, even though I have no reason to be smiling. He had a high voice, a cute one, and though he had no idea who I was, I didn't care the slightest. "Who are you?"

"I'm Eijiro Kirishima!" I flash my teeth as I grin, and he almost looks in wonder.

"This is a start, no one's ever talked to me! Why do you want to talk to me?" His voice held slight sentiment and sadness, but his smile remained perfectly intact.

"People call you the freak... why?" At that time, I had not the slightest clue as to "why". And I had no right whatsoever to ask him. But he didn't try to change his almost spaced-out look, continuing to look through me. He laid back on his chair, tilting his head up slightly to face me. We were in an empty classroom, him sitting at his desk at the back, me standing right next to him.