The jerks. I've been here an hour after Eraser Head left, and they still haven't brought Kacchan. I don't even have anything to do. It's so boring. The teacher outside is keeping guard, obviously. Maybe I could you with him?
"Uugh. I'm so boooored!" I yell, hoping he'll hear me. He just rolls his eyes and doesn't open the door. "Hey! Blondie! It's rude to ignore hostiges, y'know. When is Kacchan gonna get here?" The hero, Present Mic, just stands there pretending he can't hear me. The coward.
I swing my legs and look at the ceiling, counting the tiles since nothing else seems to be fun. "1...2...3..."
When Eraser Head asked me if I knew a 'Deku' I almost choked. I knew the heroes had arrested a notorious villain, and they brought them to the school, but I never thought they'd capture a ghost. I watched that dang idiot die, and he has the nerve to come here alive and ask for me?
I almost jump out of my skin when a knock raps on my dorm room door. "Hey, Bakugo? You good? You've been acting kinda off all day..." It was dang Sparky. The nerd wanted to know if I was okay? I was being haunted, for heavens sake.
"Go away, you idiot, I'm fine," I try to sound normal, but even I think my voice sounds weak. Maybe... Maybe the dang ghost isn't him after all. It would be impossible if it was, anyway. Obviously it wasn't him. Yeah. Impossible. But... It couldn't hurt to check, could it?
My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and Sparky looking at me. "You sure, Bakugo? You don't seem fine... I'm your friend, we can talk if you want. I'm here for you..."
"Do you wanna die right now, extra?" I don't feel like dealing with people right now, especially not when they come into my room and start acting like... Him...
I raise my hand amd make tiny sparks to provey point. He raises his hands in surrender and backs out the door. "Sorry, Bakugo, just wanted to check on you." The door closes behind him, and I pull out my phone and text Eraser Head.
"Hey. Does the offer still stand? I wanna go meet this extra."