I spent very little time at home that weekend, just enough for my mom not to worry. Avoiding Shinsou was a cakewalk for all of Saturday and Sunday. 

Monday was a rude wake-up call. 

I was anxiously awaiting a confrontation all of first hour that never came. When the bell finally rang to dismiss us, I damn near sprinted out of the classroom. My second and third classes acted as a break from the stress, classes I could actually relax in since Shinsou wasn't there. Fourth hour was my downfall. 

My fourth-hour English class used to be one of my favorites. The teacher insisted on all of us only referring to them as Helix, no suffix, and sported a short, bright pink, wolf cut. They busted through lessons quickly and usually gave us the last fifteen to twenty minutes of class as a study hall. 

I had finally started to let my guard down with ten minutes left of class. We'd already been allowed to roam around and start the homework for a while, so I figured Shinsou was planning on staying quiet again. 

"Iz?" 

I was wrong. 

I didn't bother turning to him while he pulled a chair up to the side of my desk. "What'd you want?" I asked in a clipped tone, my eyes still glued to the assignment in front of me. 

"You've been avoiding me all weekend," he said as if it was new information. 

"And?" 

"Seriously?" he asked, a little taken back. "That's all you're going to say?" 

"You made a statement, how did you want me to react?" I asked, flipping the worksheet over to start on the back. 

"Hm, I don't know, maybe explain why? Or apologize?" The sarcasm in his voice really ticked me off. 

I set my pencil down, taking a breath as I turned to glare at him. "Did you really just ask why?" My fists were starting to clench from the effort to keep my voice level. The last thing I wanted to do was have a yelling match in the middle of class. 

"Look," he said with a sigh, letting his head hang. "I know you're mad about the park thing, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-" 

"You're right, you shouldn't have," I snapped, my voice raising just a fraction. "But you did, like you always do. You're physically incapable of keeping yourself in check." 

"Keeping myself in check?" Anger was seeping into his voice, making me roll my eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me?" 

"It's exhausting, Shinsou!" 

We'd been so absorbed in our fight that we hadn't noticed our teacher until they clapped their hands between us. Our gazes were abruptly drawn to the smiling adult. "I'm getting really sick of this, guys." 

"Sick of what?" Shinsou asked, leaning back in his chair and trying his best to act like we weren't just about to rip each other apart. 

Helix folded their hands in front of them, their smiling turning a little mean. "Whatever high school sitcom is taking place in my classroom every day. Do you know how exhausting it is waiting for you two to blow up and throw my whole room into chaos?" They turned their eyes to each of us in turn, as if waiting for an answer. 

"Sorry," I mumbled, my own gaze drifting down to my hands. 

"It's cute you think that'll save you," they said with a small laugh. "Detention, today." 

"We didn't fucking do anything," Shinsou exclaimed, clearly forgetting which teacher he was talking to. The teachers at this school weren't the same as back home. The teachers back home were tired pushovers, you could get away with just about anything. The teachers here? They were the pettiest adults I'd ever met, Mr. Aizawa was exhibit A. Helix was B.

"Oh, look at that! Now you have detention tomorrow, too." 

"I didn't even say anything," I groaned, letting my head fall back.

"Not you Midoriya," Helix corrected, making me smile a little. I had a theory that in one semester I'd already become their favorite. "Just Mr. Lip Ring over here." 

"I fucking hate it here," Shinsou grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. 

"Hey Shinsou, want to see a magic trick?" Helix asked a sadistic glint in their eyes. Shinsou didn't verbally reply but stared at them with a look that clearly said no. 

Helix didn't care. They held their hands out in front of them, clenched in firsts. "Poof!" they exclaimed, their hands opening in one quick motion. "Now you have detention all week." 

"You can't just do that!" he yelled, drawing a few curious gazes at us. 

I held a hand over my mouth, trying to keep my laughter quiet. Helix was petty enough to give me detention just for laughing at their own joke. 

"That's weird because I'm pretty sure I just did," they said, tapping a finger against their chin. "You're more than welcome to take it up with Nezu, though." 

I kicked Shinsou's leg, suddenly a little worried for him. The principal was even worse than the teacher in front of us and firmly believed that his staff could make their own judgments. If Shinsou complained to him, Nezu would find a way to give Shinsou detention until he graduated. 

Shinsou scowled at me but didn't say anything else on the matter. 

"Awesome sauce, I will see you two after school," they explained, a little too giddy after dealing out a handful of detentions. 

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Shinsou, mercifully, disappeared at lunch. I had no idea where he'd gone, but I didn't care. As long as he wasn't sitting next to me, he could be anywhere. 

"Why're you so pouty?" Ashido asked as soon as I sat down at our usual lunch table. 

"I got detention," I grumbled, eagerly accepting the bento I was handed by Katsuki. 

"From who?" Eijirou asked, his chin in the palm of his hand as he leaned on the table. I was wondering how long it'd take him to realize that Shinsou wasn't going to claim the seat on my right. 

"Helix," I said in between bites of my fried rice. 

Ashido laughed at my answer. "How'd you manage that? They love you." 

"Shinsou," I spat. "We got into a fight at the end of class and they said they were tired of our sitcom drama or some shit. He pissed them off though, he's stuck in detention all week." 

"Obviously," Kaminari piped up. "He made them give their angel child a detention. He's fucked." 

"Can we focus on the fact that I have to be stuck in detention with Shinsou, alone, for an hour?" I whined, suddenly less interested in my food. 

"Kats and I have detention, it'll be fine," Eijirou said, just as it clicked in his brain that the seat to my right was up for grabs. He quickly grabbed his lunch and slid into the seat beside me. 

"Fuck you, too," Katsuki said with a glare. 

"C'mon Kats, I haven't gotten to sit next to him in a week!" 

I patted Katsuki's arm with a condescending smile. "Don't worry, Kacchan. I still love you." 

"At least someone does," he said, shooting daggers at our redheaded boyfriend. 

Eijirou's jaw dropped at our antics. "Shut the fuck up, of course I still love you!"

"Sure, shitty hair. Sure," the blond said with a casual shrug of his shoulders. 

I laughed as Kaminari looked between all three of us like we were some complex puzzle he couldn't solve. "You guys are fucking bizarre." 

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Unfortunately, Shinsou was back at school for detention. If he went to any of his other classes was beyond my knowledge. At least it seemed he finally learned not to fuck with Helix. 

"Wow, Kirishima and Bakugou. I wasn't even sure if you two were still students here," Helix commented as the three of us walked into her room after the final bell. Shinsou was already leaning back in a chair towards the back corner. 

"Ha," Katsuki deadpanned, leading us toward the front of the room. He was probably aiming to put as much room between us and Shinsou as possible. 

The pink-haired teacher turned to address me, their chin resting in the palm of their hand as they sat behind their desk. "You should ask about getting your schedules' changed. I bet if you were in all their classes, they'd actually go." 

"I'm seriously considering it," I said off-handedly as my eyes flicked to the redhead and blond. Eijirou was sitting to my right and Katsuki was sitting in front of me. 

"Anyways," they exclaimed, moving right on. "Shinsou, up here." They waved their hand towards the empty desks next to my boyfriends and me. When Shinsou didn't move, their smile only got wider. "It wasn't a question, sweetie." 

The other teen just rolled his eyes, reluctantly grabbed his bag, and headed towards the front of the room, sitting on a desk one row away from me. "Happy now?" 

"Thrill, actually," they said, waving him off. "Since none of you seem to be able to get along and you're missing from campus because of it-" 

Eijirou, not thinking, cut them off. "I'm not skipping because of him." 

Helix took a deep breath, forcing a smile back onto their face. "I really don't care. This is what we're doing today and if you have a problem with it I can call Mitsuki Bakugou and get her down here. Dealers choice." 

Eijirou shut up after that. 

"Lovely," Helix exclaimed, clapping their hands together once. "Since we're going to act like middle schoolers, I'm going to treat you like middle schools. I am by no means a licensed counselor, but since our school doesn't employ one, I'll have to do." They turned to me. "You seem to be at the center of whatever this is. What's going on?" 

I blinked, not prepared for whatever they had planned in their brain. "Um... just normal teenager stuff." 

Helix nodded, a look of deep understanding on their face. "Drugs?" they asked knowingly. 

"What? No," I said, eyeing them weirdly. 

Shinsou snorted at the comment. "I mean-" 

"Our friend Midoriya is talking, we don't talk when our friends are talking," Helix snapped at him, a pointed look overtaking their features for a second before turning back to me. I guess they weren't kidding about treating us like middle schoolers. 

"It's just stupid drama," I said with an eye roll. I wasn't in the mood to talk about my feelings. 

"It's not stupid drama-" Shinsou was cut off before he could even finish his sentence. 

"Oh my god," Helix exclaimed in utter disbelief, their bewildered gaze falling to Shinsou. "Shut up. You will get a turn to talk, but it's not now." 

Shinsou clenched his jaw but stayed quiet. I wish I had whatever magic power they seemed to possess to get him to be silent. 

"Elaborate," Helix said to me, a stern look on their face. When I didn't comply, they rolled their eyes. "Do you need me to leave the room? Are we preteen girls now?" 

"That's a little-" Eijirou shut his trap as soon as Helix's eyes flashed to him. 

"If you do not figure out whatever this is, I'll have to transfer one of you out of my class," they threatened, sitting back in their desk chair. 

"Fine by me," I said with a shrug. That would actually be amazing. 

"The only other hour I offer your English class is second," they clarified, inspecting their nails as the message sunk in. 

"Then you have to transfer him," Shinsou and I both said at the same time. I glared daggers at him, which he returned in full force. 

"Second hour is the only time my history class is offered, I need it to graduate," I said through clenched teeth. He was one of the reasons I needed the eleventh-grade class. I'd failed it at my previous school and needed the credit. 

He seemed just as pissed as I was. "That's my chemistry class." Which, I knew he also needed to graduate after failing it our junior year. 

"Now you see my problem," Helix said with a pleased smile, folding their hands in front of them. "You have forty minutes to figure it out. I'll be right next door pissing off Aizawa, you kids have fun bonding." With a flourish, they rolled their chair out from under their desk and all but skipped out of the room. 

Shinsou fell back against his chair with a huff once the teacher disappeared down the hall. "They're the fucking worst." 

for any newbies, Helix is my oc I add into a few of my fics when the plot need arises.