11



Dabi's p.o.v


It was a quiet morning when I started walking back to the school I was supposed to be attending for the last two to three weeks. I'm aware that I had missed plenty of classes but what can I say, I value my family more. After Shoto's accident with my mother, I've been trying to take care of both of them, constantly visiting my mother at the hospital and keeping my brother from my old man. Of course, this fairytale wasn't gonna run forever. My father scolded and forced me back into UA with the intention of not having me back until the holidays, which I obviously wasn't going to obey.


I sigh slowly as I walk into the ridiculously loud classroom knowing that I was back in this hell hole we call the school. I don't think people noticed I was there, and if they did, I didn't pay attention to it. All my mind was processing right now was the towers of late work piled on my desk. Well shit.


The rest of the day had been a literal nightmare, following the usual routine of school, how dull. I had lunch at the benches in the back, where nobody could see me, bestowing my eyes on a new book I had purchased during my mini absence. My ears catch a sound that seemed like footsteps, so I turned around, it was the blonde hair male with his red wings.


My heart had stopped and my memories went back to the night of the party when I basically told him to get lost. However, he had been eavesdropping in on my conversation, which meant he was breaching my privacy. Then again, he only had the intentions the see if I was okay or not.


An immense weight of guilt dropped on me as he walked in front of me. "Is this seat taken?" He asks with a gentle and soft voice that was definitely new to me. I nod and soft my body farther from him to give him space. "I like sitting on these benches too, helps me get away from all the craziness for a second" He continues to speak but I refuse to make eye contact with him. Where was he going with this?


"Listen, I'm sorry about that night, it was a shitty thing to do and well, totally understand if you don't wanna be my beer pong partner again"


You idiot.


"My mom had burned my younger brother"


"Wait, what?"


I could feel his expression of shock as I revealed those words. It was a dumb thing to say, but telling him just felt like second nature to me, so I didn't feel weird about it.


"The reason I left was because my mother had poured boiling on my brother, and she was admitted into a psychiatric ward where I was helping her settle in"


"Holy shit, and is your brother okay?"


"I stayed with him to try and calm him down and treat him, but my shit of a father kicked me out, I mean he's the reason my whole family is broken in the first place"


"Dabi.."


My eyes widen at my last comment and I finally lock my eyes at him, realizing what I just confessed. I was at a loss for words, I never thought about talking to someone about this, and it felt oddly relaxing. "Ha.. my bad I got a little too ahead, but you don't need to apologize at all, I should be the one saying sorry" I chuckled nervously, playing with my hands. "Nah, actually, you can tell me more if you want" is what he said and it made me pull a small smile on my face. 

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