Chapter 6

KAMINARI'S POV

Today was the first day of December. I approached on Jiro's door the next morning. Today was the last day that the U.A teachers were investigating the attack, and it felt right spending it with Jiro. I outstretched my hand to knock on the door, but heard guitar playing coming from inside.It wasn't an electric guitar, I could tell. I was a bit surprised 'cause this didn't seem like something Jiro would do. I leaned against the wall next to the door and listened. She was really good. Much better than me. I knocked on the door, but opened it before she could reply. Immediately, I could tell that she had been crying. She turned pink and looked away. "What're you doing here?" she asked, but not rudely. I rubbed the back of my head with my hand, afraid that I'd come in in the middle of something. "I can go now. Sorry." I replied, turning to go. "Wait, you don't have to." she said. I was a bit surprised, but turned back around to face her.

"Are you... are you okay?" I asked. Jiro dipped her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "Fine... You?" "Fine." An uncomfortable silence hung between us. "You sure? I... you're crying." I pointed out. "I'm fine. Kaminari." Her voice was stiff and obviously lying, but I let it slide. She blew her hair out of her face and stuffed the guitar into her closet. I realized that she didn't have any acoustic guitars on her wall.

"Ashido told you she wants you in her room." I notified her. "Okay." Jiro stood up and walked toward the door. She paused. "You never did tell me why you came." she said. "I was going to ask if we could hang out after you were done with Ashido." Even standing with her back facing me, I could tell she smiled. Or maybe it was my imagination. What I wanted to happen. Jiro didn't smile much. She pulled the door open and walked out.

JIRO'S POV

I opened the door to Ashido's sroom, where all the girls except Uraraka were. Ashido slapped her hands together. "Alright! Time to finally get Midoriya and Uraraka together! For starters, ship it, or sink it?" "Ship it." Both Yaoyorozu and I spoke at the same time. Ashido laughed. "Sink it..." Asui said, "But I'll help anyway. Ribbit. What have you got, Mina?" "So, wait, like, this is a session to get Midoriya and Uraraka together, then?" I asked. Ashido pointed at me enthusiastically and grinned hyperactivity. "One point for Jiro!" she cried. I sat down without saying anything and played with my earphone jacks while I listened to Ashido go on and on. "Uraraka clearly likes Fanboy, so I know she'll be susceptible to our tactics. I'm not positive Midoriya likes her back, but we've still gotta try! Plus, we've got high chances he does like her."Everyone nodded. "Dismissed." Ashido said, like a teacher, sort of. When I returned to my room, there was a Post-It note stuck to my door. It said, Sorry, Jiro. Called to a boys meeting in Kirishima's room. Good night. ~Kaminari. He'd scribbled a smiling Pikachu face at the end. I knew he liked Pikachu.

I pulled out my dad's old guitar from the closet. The thing was ancient, really, but I didn't mind. It was my dad's after all. One of the only things I had left of him. I ran my hand over the fragile guitar strings. I'd have to be careful or I'd break them. I'd grown accustomed to being careful around it though. I was about to begin playing it, but a text from Kirishima interrupted it.

Kirishima: OJIRO'S COMING BACK!!!!!!

Kirishima: HE'S OK U GUYS!!!

Kirishima: THIS IS AWESOME!!

Everyone started chiming in about how lucky Ojiro was and that they'd plan some sort of welcome back party for him. I just smiled and texted back a smiley face. Kaminari replied with about fifty Pikachu emojis, but I knew he was just wondering how he'd be able to even face our classmate. I muted my phone and turned it off, setting it down on my nightstand. I picked up the old guitar and immediately thought back to the shooting. It was too much. I put the guitar into my closet and turned off the light. That way, nobody would bother me. I turned my phone back on and scrolled through my pictures. Most of them were pictures of my parents that I'd backed up, others including me when I was younger. There was one that my parents had taken of me when I was three, struggling to do a chord on this came guitar. The guitar was on the ground, and I was standing above it, my dad putting my fingers in the right spot. Before I knew it, I was crying again.

I turned my phone off quickly when I heard footsteps outside my door. I wiped my eyes and buried my head into my pillow. Nostalgia was filling my head. I have been living on my own since I was seven. None of my distant family wanted to help. I pushed the thought out of my mind as the footsteps came closer. "The light's off. She's not here." It was Kirishima. "I can hear breathing. She's asleep." And Shoji. Were they spying on me?

KAMINARI'S POV

Earlier, at the meeting, I'd asked Kirishima, Sero, Shoji, Todoroki, Tokoyami, and the literally everyone else in Class 1-A exept Ojiro (obviously) and Jiro (also obviously) to help me win Jiro over. I was pretty confident that I liked her. "I don't like the idea of using my quirk to spy on Jiro. You know how she is. I don't think she likes people in general." Shoji said. "Dude. This is a love crisis. Do it for love!" Sero cried. Ashido agreed. "Or I will take matters into my own hands! Leave it all to me, Kaminari!" She put her thumb on her chest and grinned. Yaoyorozu made a face. "I disagree. We shouldn't go poking into Jiro's private life." she countered. After a whole lot of debating and reasoning, I managed to get everyone on my side but Yaoyorozu and Todoroki. So close.

The next morning, Mr. Aizawa woke us up (very early...) and told us a very important something. "Ojiro will be coming back to the dorms today, but not to classes for now. You may have to remind him of a few things due to his concussion and mild amnesia. He will be very tired, so if he falls asleep, do not wake him up unless necessary. Same goes for me." he ordered. It did make sense.

"Don't crowd him." Todoroki warned. Ojiro was super pale with his tail limp and bandaged and an additional bandage wrapped around his head. Yaoyorozu and Sato both looked a bit hurt when Ojiro said that he didn't recognize him, but he said that if they knew him, he'd probably remember soon or later. Not so long after that, Ojiro crashed on the couch. Completely out cold. I was kind of glad in a way... I didn't know how to face him. I was so guilty. Everyone made a point to avoid the common room (except for Bakugo), and were quiet if they went in there, careful not to wake Ojiro. I avoided the whole section of the door he was in. I was still wondering... how was I supposed to talk to him?