❝ TWO | little faith & missing books

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15.09.2023
location: school
mood: irritated beyond belief

DEAR DIARY. . .

Look, studying to get the grades into this college has turned me into a burnt out academic weapon who can't look at a book any more. I physically can't study any more, and I procrastinate homework, projects and tests till the last minute. It's my fault I'm barely passing my classes.

But that doesn't mean that I don't get to hate Kaminari Denki for his stupid photographic memory that only works for Physics— or the fact he stole my book to study last minute despite having his own.

— a failing student
Y/N

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L/N Y/N
at the cafeteria | 1:29 pm

"Kaminari was being a bit flirty, (Y/N). I wouldn't be around him as much," Ichika says with a deep crease in her forehead as she finishes reciting your little run-in on the way to lunch to your very irritated and easily jealous boyfriend.

Your heart twists a little in your chest at the scathing look your boyfriend sends you as his jaw flexes as he finishes chewing on his sandwich.

"He was being his normal prick self," you grumble, mixing the rice and cold sauce around in your plastic container. "I didn't do anything."

"You could have stopped talking to him," Ichika hums, glancing at your boyfriend who has gone tense beside you. You glare at her and she rolls her eyes. "Just saying!"

You continue to glare at her.

"Hey, you wouldn't like it if Monoma was talking to a girl who was clearly trying to get him in her bed."

You bite your inner cheek, darting a glance at your boyfriend who is now scowling openly at his hands as he aggressively rips off the wrapper for his bar. You wince internally knowing that Ichika's words have gotten under Monoma's skin.

Monoma looks at you disgruntled. "I don't see why you had to ask them where I was."

"They saw you last! Of course I'm going to ask them where you went," you exclaim, staring at your boyfriend of three years in disbelief. "They're your teammates— your friends. Why shouldn't I ask them where you wandered off to?"

Monoma scoffs, a brittle smirk overtaking his features as he takes a bit out of his bar. "I don't know if friends would be the term I'd use to describe them, (Y/N)."

Oh here we go again.

Monoma Neito— your boyfriend of three years and fullback of U.A's football team could be a pain in the ass sometimes. You adored him, loved him with every fibre of your being and stuck by him through thick and thin. But he was a known hypocrite and asshole at times which put a lot of people off of him.

He's been open with his distaste for him teammates since you met him. Monoma hates all of them, especially since they've taken a liking to you and have actively included you in activities and events that make you want to shy away. Monoma likes having you in the background with him where he nitpicks and bitches about all of them with their backs turned.

You've come to consider the football team as somewhat friends. They're not close to you, but you know you can say hello to them and have small chat without it looking odd or for attention sake.

That has obviously bothered Monoma over the years, especially since the scandal broke out two years ago which intensified his hatred even more somehow.

"I know you don't like them. You don't have to. But you don't need to worry about me with anyone," you stressed, silently cursing out Ichika for bringing this topic up. "I'm not close with them, especially Kaminari. You're my boyfriend— you're the one I want to be with."

Monoma sighs, tension bleeding out of his face as he starts to calm down from your statement. You slide over on the bench that circles around the table, nudging his arm with yours as you take his hand in your grasp. You squeeze once, smiling gently when you feel him tighten his grip a tiny bit.

"You have nothing to worry about," you emphasise, catching his dark gaze as he stares back at you. "I promise."

Ichika snorts, making you raise an eyebrow at her as she just shakes her head and eats a spoonful of her rice. Her actions make you frown, and you want to question her but bite your tongue last minute and keep quiet.

Sometimes trying to pry information or get a straight answer out of her was impossible and led to a headache more than anything. The last thing you wanted to do was start another petty spat that would lead nowhere.

"I trust you," Monoma mutters quietly, making eye contact with Ichika as she looks up. "It's them I don't trust. Especially Kaminari. He doesn't know when to back off."

The bitter tone in his voice makes you sigh. It's no secret that Monoma despises everyone, but his grudge against a few specific players are another level. Kaminari is the running back, a position Monoma has chased for years ever since he was younger. It's always been out of his grasps, and coming into UA it was no different.

During the tryouts in the first year of school, Kaminari had managed to snag the running back position, fuelling Monoma's bitter feelings even more.

Honestly, it's hard to keep up with the many reasons Monoma doesn't like specific people.

"I'm sure (Y/N) will be more wary of him from now on," Ichika says, sending a sweet smile to your boyfriend which makes a muscle in your jaw tick.

You need to change the topic.

"Are you guys going to tell me anything about this party you have planned on Friday?" You ask instead, sagging into Monoma's side as he pulls out his pack of grapes.

Ichika shakes her head, a coy smirk pulling at her lips. "No. Stop being nosey. We have this under control. It'll be awesome."

"Oh, come on!" You drag out the last word, scowling at both of them when they simply smirk at your reaction. "You know I hate not knowing what's happening. What are ye planning?"

"You'll enjoy it. I promise, (Y/N)." Monoma assures you, brushing his thumb gently over your knuckles. "Have a bit of faith in us."

"Yeah," Ichika's eyes are bright as she sends him a coy glance that has alarm bells ringing in your head. "Trust us a little more. Are you doubting our planning skills?"

No, you fight to keep your glare off your face as you idly play with Monoma's stiff fingers. I'm doubting your actions.

Monoma and Ichika sometimes get a coy or smug look in their eyes when they glance at each other— like they're sharing a secret you're not privy to. It grates at your nerves but you always push those thoughts away. This is your boyfriend and best friend you're talking about. Why should you question their little interactions? Faith, just keep having faith.

It was hard to have faith sometimes when you think about what happened two years ago though.

"It better be something good," you grumble. "I hate it when you're both hiding shit from me."

"Just trust us," Ichika says as the bell rings, signalling the end of your tense lunch and the start of your last three classes.

"Yeah," Monoma says as he stands up, dragging you up as well as students begin to hurry towards lockers and classrooms.

He dips his head and gently presses a kiss to your lips, pulling away to show a small smile at your dazed expression.

"You'll love what we have planned for you. I know it."

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L/N Y/N
at school | 3:03 pm

You're not a violent person, you can promise everyone that for a start.

You rarely get mad and can't seem to find it in yourself to say anything that could possibly hurt someone else's feelings. You apologise to your potted plant that obnoxiously sticks out by your front door every morning because you bump into it. It's just a known fact in UA high school—you're not a naturally violent person.

But if Kaminari Denki doesn't stop talking about the girl he slept with two nights ago you will cut off his dick and proceed to hand feed it to him while pouring boiling water over his body and laughing as he cries out on the bed of hot coal you have him tied to.

See, there are many perks in your life. That your father had finally agreed to get you a puppy last week after seven years of you begging him each night in some sort of weird ritual that probably looked like you were sacrificing him to satan to the outside world. The fact that your best friend is going to the same college as you—a life long dream you both have had since you were little kids. Or the fact that the school's fullback was your beloved boyfriend of three years.

Kaminari Denki sitting beside you for physics? That was not one of those perks.

"She came up to me this morning and asked if I wanted to go to her house after school. I told her no and she kicked up a fit when I literally told her after we fucked that it was a one time thing and it wouldn't happen again. What did she expect? Everyone knows I don't do seconds."

It's the last class of the day, the last class. You did not need to listen to Kaminari's sexual adventures at this time. What you need to do is go back to bed and sleep your life away, not listening to which girl he stuck his dick in over the weekend.

Or should you say girls? He's known for the threesomes and foursomes he's in.

You're surprised his dick hasn't fallen off yet, really it's a miracle. You're more surprised someone hasn't cut off his dick with the asshole moves he pulls on them after he wakes up in the morning.

What made the situation somewhat easier to bare is that his best friend; Todoroki, isn't paying attention to Kaminari's story and is scrolling through his phone while chomping down on a piece of gum carelessly.

"Todo, are you even listening to me?" Kaminari whines after finally noticing the lack of attention he was getting.

Todoroki doesn't look up from his phone as he replies.

"I zoned out when you said hello to me at the lockers, kami."

"That was half an hour ago!"

"Oh, the time drags when you're talking then."

You snort and quickly avert your eyes to the textbook in front of you when Kaminari swivels in his chair to look at you.

You tap your pencil against the table in an uneven beat to ignore his eyes on the side of your face. Don't say anything to make you more annoyed, please. The loud volume of chatter going around the classroom did nothing to stop you from hearing the words escaping the blonde's mouth.

"Want me to tell you about my wild saturday night? I've got all the details, photographic memory." Kaminari taps his temple sarcastically to prove his point but you only cringe at his crude words.

"Use that photographic memory and start studying for the test we're having." You say while looking down at the textbook that you haven't opened all week because you procrastinated.

Procrastination—the reason why you struggled with life.

That's the thing, Kaminari's photographic memory meant he can pass tests with no problem at all—if he really wants to. All he has to do is scan the page and it will instantly be stored in his brilliant memory, waiting for that file to be picked during the test to be opened and copied down onto the page. In fact, it seems like the whole football is blessed with having a photographic memory and easily pass quizzes and tests with no trouble.

Meanwhile you could study for seven hours a day for three weeks and forget your name before you even start the test.

Maybe it's because you're stupid (Y/N).

Kaminari waves off your suggestion and leans back on the uncomfortable stools every physics class has. His long legs stretch out and gently brush off Todoroki's legs, earning him a harsh slap on his calf without the dual-coloured male looking up from his phone. You would not be shocked if Kaminari let out a moan at that action.

He's bisexual and you've heard of the many links he supposedly has from the many sexual partners he's had.

Not that you're judging, Kaminari is just a naturally weird person.

The seating arrangement led to you being put beside him. You are in one of the smallest classrooms in your school; meaning the tables are one behind the other in pairs of two. This manages to fit thirty students in your physics class. You and Kaminari were in the back with Todoroki and another girl in front of you two and so on.

Todoroki always turns sideways on his seat, meaning his back is pressed up against the ugly yellow walls with his legs in a man spread. This allows him to 'listen' to Kaminari and also 'listen' to the teacher.

Well, that's what Mr Nakumura likes to think anyways.

"Did we have homework?" Kaminari asks and you don't know who it's directed for.

Todoroki isn't going to reply like usual, seeing as he's on his phone and is observed in it. His eyes are going to fall out of his skull if he keeps staring at it. His antisocial personality really is visible with the amount of time he spends on his phone.

"No, we had to study for the test—that's all." You reply, the blonde beside you humming in acknowledgement as you look across the classroom to meet gazes with Ichika who is making heart eyes at the boy beside you.

You motion for her to wipe the non-existent drool of her face with a small smirk. Ichika flushes a dark red that flames up her entire face and she quickly wipes around the side of her mouth, frowning as she doesn't feel anything. You huff in amusement and roll your eyes when she sticks the middle finger up at you.

You just wave back at her and turn your attention to the book in front of you.

Well, where your book is supposed to be.

However, you're met with the grey coloured surface of the table—book nowhere in sight. Your eyebrows draw together as you scan your side of the desk incase you manage to push it forwards. But there's nothing there other than your water bottle and journal.

What the hell?

You turn to Kaminari and your frown turns into a scowl almost immediately when you catch sight of his small smirk. His head is bent over your physics book as he slowly scans the pages, mentally screen-shotting them.

You really despise him right now. "Seriously? give me my book. I know you have your own one in your bag even though you're too much of a lazy ass to take it out. I actually need the book to study."

Kaminari turns the page, smirk still there. "If you studied the whole week then maybe you wouldn't need the book right now. It's not my fault i can learn things two minutes before the test is due and you can't."

You attempt to snatch the book out of his grip but he catches your wrist with his right hand easily. His thumb gently strokes over the back of it and you fight off the goosebumps threatening to rise on your skin as your (e/c) eyes narrow into slits in annoyance.

"Kaminari," you hiss, seeing Mr Nakumura standing up with the tests in his hands. "I'm going to fail over you, asswipe."

"Shoulda' studied more."

"Kaminari!"

"Books away!" Mr Nakumura shouts, already handing out the tests while you contemplate how much trouble you'd get into if you stab the annoying blonde with your scissors.

Kaminari closes your book and slides it over to you with a wink. "Thanks for the help, (L/N). How can I pay you back?"

"Fucking off and never talking to me again." You deadpan while stuffing your book in your bag.

"Not happening, sweetheart," Kaminari says while twirling his pen in his hand. his bright teeth gleam as he flashes you a dark smile. "You can cheat off me in you want,"

You stare at him blankly, waiting for the but. Kaminari doesn't say anything without a catch and the catch usually involves sex because that's all his horny brain can think of.

"Only if you make out with me in the janitor's closet at lunch."

Your jaw nearly drops but you instead grind your teeth together. Asshole. Kaminari knows you're with Monoma, he's on the football team along with him after all. But if he thinks you'll hook up with him while you're dating someone else, then he has another thing coming for him.

The thought of cheating on Monoma makes you feel uneasy. You hate people who cheat on others, it's disgusting and you don't get how they could just break the trust between them and their partner so easily.

"In your fucking dreams, Kaminari," you grit out, aggressively slamming your pen on the table. "I have a boyfriend. I have different morals then you."

Sometimes Kaminari's personality is a big pile of shit and it irritates you to no end.

Kaminari scoffs and holds out a hand for the tipex that Todoroki hands him for some reason. "Fullback boy Monoma Neito, how could I not know him? Sure, he's your boyfriend but you deserve someone more exciting that him."

You fight off the urge to choke him.

"Get the stick out of your ass, (Y/N)," Kaminari continues, fiddling with the tipex in his hands while your teacher slowly makes his way around the classroom. "It's only a bit of fun. No wonder you're Monoma's partner. A few jokes makes your heads inflate to dangerous levels."

A vein practically throbs in your head and he laughs lowly to himself. Before you can reply, a couple of sheets are placed in front of you and your anger nearly shatters the universe when you realise it's the physics test that you're definitely failing. You take one glance at the sheet and all the colour drains from your face when you notice how you know nothing.

You're so fucking screwed.

You scribble down your name while internally cursing out Kaminari in your head. You flick through the booklet and nearly slam your head against the table in frustration. You don't know how many minutes pass but you're still sitting in front of an empty booklet with a few random doodles and drawings up the side of the paper.

Should have done art, then you wouldn't be near Kaminari.

Before you put your head through the table and send yourself to an early grave, the small rustle of paper makes you raise an eyebrow in question and wonder what the hell Kaminari is doing. Probably finished and was lying down.

But suddenly a booklet that is filled with answers is pushed onto your side of the table discreetly.

You look up to gaze into Kaminari's amused honey eyes, nodding towards his test while lying down on the table sideways to face you.

"Don't want you blowing your pretty little head up trying to find the answers," Kaminari says but his tone is soft as you take the booklet beside you.

You pause for a second, doubting his kindness before shrugging and taking down his answers. A small smile appears on your face at his action and you can see the small smirk on his face from your peripheral view. Kaminari may be a dick, but he has his moments.

Rare moments—but you'll take them.

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writing a normal high school au is so weird but oddly comforting to me. it reminds me of all the cliche high school stories i used to binge read on wattpad in multiple fandoms or just generic, normal stories as well.

i also feel like kaminari is just the perfect character for these high school au's — he has boy next door vibes

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