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"You all may be wondering where Mineta is" Denki didn't even notice, but Mineta was nowhere to be seen, he saw a few of his other classmates looking to see the empty seat. "I am happy to inform that after many complaints, Mineta has been expelled from the Hero Course" At that, everyone started cheering, Denki included. He tried giving Mineta a chance, but it was clear he didn’t have limits, Denki officially gave up when he heard Mineta calling his friends slurs. Aizawa glared at them and they all shut up. "That said, he has been replaced with Shinsou, from class 1-C" at that, Shinsou walked in.
Denki had already met him when they had joint training, but he was still as beautiful, if not more since the last time he had seen the boy. He introduced himself and went to his seat, which quite conveniently, was next to his.
Class started and he didn’t really have the chance to talk to his classmate. He decided he would let him concentrate, with him being slightly behind the rest of the hero course. He doodled instead of paying attention, which he knew was a horrible idea, but that was a problem for future him.
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Denki was hanging out with his friends when the topic of Shinsou was brought up "Did you see Shinsou today? Like i knew he was attractive back when we had joint training together but like i didn’t remember how much" Mina said. "So, Denks, what do you think about him? And don't lie, i know he's your type" Kyoka said. That was spot on, his friends knew him too well. "I mean... I'm not going to deny it, he's like really hot. I haven’t been able to talk to him yet though" he said. The conversation went on as they moved away from the topic of the new student. "We should totally have a class party to celebrate the shit stain's expulsion!" Mina suggested. The others agreed, even Katsuki, not so surprisingly when Eijirou was involved. They decided to watch a movie before they left, 1 by 1.
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Denki woke up earlier than usual. Usually, he would wake up 15 minutes before class, having to rush to get ready and get to class seconds before Aizawa started class. Today, he woke up at 7:04, about an hour before class started. He wanted to sleep more but knew he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep quickly so he decided to just get ready a bit early
He went down to the common room, finding a few people awake. He waved at them and went to the kitchen. He got himself some cereal and sat down at the table, eating quietly. After he finished, he went back to his room, checking the time, it was 7:19.
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He got dressed and went to class, getting there 5 minutes before class started, which was something he barely got to experience, he went his seat and saw that Shinsou was already next to him.
He took out his most recent sketchbook while attempting to start conversation "Good Morning!" Shinsou looked at him. "Good Morning?" he said, skeptically, almost as if he didn’t know how to talk to people.
Denki lead the conversation, which made Shinsou more confortable. He found out they had lots in common, both liked books (that surprised Shinsou) and they both listened to the Welcome To Night Vale podcast. For the next few minutes before homeroom, Denki showed him his drawings, lots of which were fan art for his favorite shows.
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Denki left his room, holding 3 boxes. He walked to Hitoshi's dorm and knocked, waiting for a moment before he opened the door. He walked in and set the boxes down on the floor, sitting down next to it. Hitoshi closed the door and walked, sitting down next to him. "So... how are we going to do this? Do we just" he gestured with his hands "Open them at the same time?" he got a nod in response.
It was the June and it had been a few months since Hitoshi joined their class. Since their birthdays were so close to one another, they decided to commemorate together on the 30th and on the 31st they would commemorate with the rest of the class.
Denki opened the first box he had brought, revealing a vanilla cake with chocolate that Sato had made for them. They ate the cake, not bothering to cut it into slices even though they both knew that it was a horrible idea to eat half of a cake each, but they didn't really care that much.
After they ate the cake, they exchanged gifts. Denki got a Pikachu plushie for Hitoshi, along with a fluffy blanket he knew the other liked, and decided that he should have it, since it was mostly in his room anyway. Hitoshi loved the gifts, and gave Denki his gifts.
He opened the first box, revealing a vinyl version of the album Fuzzybrain by Dayglow that he knew the other had been wanting for a while. The second gift was a set of watercolors, his favorite medium to work with. Denki hugged Hitoshi, knowing the boy liked hugs but would never admit it.
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Denki and Hitoshi were having lunch together when he first coughed up a flower. It was a beautiful lavander. "Hey, Denks, you okay?" Hitoshi asked. He laughed awkwardly "Yeah dude! I’m totally fine!" he hopefully convinced the other that he was ok.
He knew the symptoms, he had Hanahaki. He pushed on and tried ignoring the issue, it wouldn’t bother him too much since he had just gotten the disease.
They went back to class and what once Denki found to be a blessing was a curse in disguise, sitting next to Hitoshi would be a huge problem and gave him even less time before he'd be forced to confess.
He knew that if he really wanted to, he could talk to Yaomomo and she'd pay for the surgery, but he didn’t want to bother her and didn't want to get rid of those feelings he had for his best friend.
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The Bakusquad:
Jolteon: so uh
Jolteon: big crisis
Jolteon: @everyone
Flareon: What the FUCK do you want, dunceface
Jolteon: ill wait 4 every1 2 come on 2 say
Espeon: i'm here already
Sylveon: me too!
Glaceon: All we're missing is Sero
Umbreon: Srry guys, i was talking 2 Tenya
Sylveon: tenya, huh
Sylveon: first name basis already?
Sylveon: is there smth u wanna tell us~
Umbreon: No i do not
Jolteon: guys, focus
Espeon: what is it
Jolteon: so we know i have a MASSIVE crush on toshi, right?
Flareon: The only one who doesn't know is stupid eyebags himself
Jolteon: yeah, yeah, whatever
Jolteon: so the thing is
Jolteon: i got hanahaki because of him
Sylveon: whats hanahaki????
Flareon: It’s a stupid disease where the person coughs up flowers until they confess to whoever the fuck they love
Sylveon: OOOOOH
Sylveon: thats awful!
Umbreon: HOOOO
Sylveon: damn you, hanta
Umbreon: Not my fault u forgot
Umbreon: So ur going 2 confess right?
Jolteon: ig so
Jolteon: i mean if i rlly wanted 2 im sure we could convince yaomomo 2 pay 4 surgery
Jolteon: but i dont rlly want 2 yanno?
Espeon: then just confess
Jolteon: i will!
Jolteon: but not yet, i need to like get mentally prepared and shit
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Denki layed on his bed, late at night. He was tired but couldn't sleep, plus he had lots of ideas of things he wanted to draw.
Giving up, he got out of bed to get his sketchbook and a few art supplies, he struggled juggling 3 pen cases and his sketchbook; he knew he didn’t need that many things just for some simple sketches but he liked the option of various colors of pencil to choose from or what highlighters he was going to use to color in the sketches he most liked.
He got back on his bed, placing his things in the table next to him and took out his phone to play some enawave music, one of his favorite music genres.
He took his sketchbook and his pencil and started sketching, he didn’t realize it, but soon enough he drew the familiar face of Hitoshi. The drawing was made in a purple pencil, in the middle of the page. He took a moment to admire his art as he realized he had a few messages.
Conversation With snorlaxx:
snorlaxx: U awake?
snorlaxx: Guess not
pikachu: im here!
pikachu: srry i didnt reply
pikachu: was having trouble sleeping so i was drawing
pikachu: also listening 2 music
pikachu: watcha doin'?
snorlaxx: was trying to sleep but its boring 2 just stare at my ceiling
pikachu: u wanna voice call?
snorlaxx: yh snorlaxx started a call
call ended
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Hitoshi was acting odd around Denki and he didn't know why. It had started the day after he found out he had hanahaki.
He internally panicked, going through all the possible scenarios, terrified that his friend had somehow found out he liked him even though he knew that realistically, Hitoshi would talk to him about it instead of avoiding him.
As he doodled in his sketchbook, he came up with a plan, the confession had to be perfect. He couldn’t really write his ideas out on paper since the other boy was sitting right next to him so he thought about it to himself, he would later get his friends opinions about it.
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It was, once again, the weekly Bakusquad meeting, they were all in Hanta's room, piled on his bed. "I was thinking about how I’m going to confess..." all eyes were now on him, even Katsuki's. "Go on, tell us!" Mina was obviously very invested in the story. "Well, i was thinking about doing it after we go out next week to the movies. I'll go to his dorm and confess there" He said.
"I've seen better plans but that one, surprisingly isn't that bad" Kyoka was the plan maker of the group, so having her seal of partial approval was always nice. Everyone was fine with the plan so they instead focused on other things, like Momo and Kyoka's new relationship or Hanta's crush on Iida.
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Denki and his friends were leaving the Cinema, he was wearing an outfit similar to his hero outfit, he had a black shirt with a galaxy pattern on it tucked under his ripped jeans, a denim jacket, black boots and his signature choker, he also had his hair tied into a low ponytail.
They went to a nearby café to eat before they went back. Everyone was enjoying themselves but Denki couldn’t really relax when he was about to confess to his crush and best friend, if his friends noticed he was a bit more tense, they didn’t say anything. Denki had to leave early, so he said his goodbyes and left. He walked away as his friends stayed there, talking and eating, all silently wishing him luck.
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Denki quickly texted Hitoshi, telling him he was coming over and started walking back to the dorms. The closer he got to the building, the more he felt anxious. He briefly stopped to cough up more flowers, lots of sunflowers came out through his throat, stretching it from the inside, trying to make space for their presence. The flowers were blood red, he tried ignoring the reality that he was running out of time, walking as calmly as he could through the big doors of Heights Alliance.
Almost there he thought to himself. He just needed to climb to the 3rd floor were his and Hitoshi's rooms were.
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He knocked 3 times, waiting a few moments before Hitoshi opened the door. He came in and sat down on his bed, the other closed the door and sat next to him.
"So... what did you want to talk about?" here goes nothing. "The thing is... i sort of like-" it was too late, he started coughing. "Holy shit are you oka-" Hitoshi started coughing, too.
He wished he could help the other but at that moment, they both were coughing endlessly. "Fuck, i can't die without telling you-" More coughing. What was he talking about? What couldn’t he die without telling him? Those questions flooded his mind as he tried to keep his coughing under control.
"I... I love you!" Denki was surprised to say the least. He felt the flowers slowly disappear from his throat and he felt much better. "I-I love you too!" No response. "Hitoshi?" he shaked the other, still nothing.
"Hitoshi! Wake up! Please" he started crying. He couldn’t be dead, could he? He didn't want to believe it. He stayed there, crying over the other's dead body, hoping that his tears would revive him like in all those stories his mother told him as a kid.
He left the room, knowing he had to tell someone, probably Aizawa. He walks out of the room and bumps into someone. "Sorry!" he apologized quickly. "It’s no problem- Hey, are you okay?" He shook his head. "Do you want to talk about it?" Kyoka asked, this time, he nodded. They went to her room and sat down on her bed and he told her everything. She listened carefully and didn't say anything until he finished. She didn’t think she was very good at comforting but she hugged Denki and let him cry on her, not having any other way of helping him.
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Denki walked out of Kyoka's room feeling a bit better after they cuddled for a bit. He walked to his room and sat down on his bed, texting Aizawa and telling him the situation. He layed there on his bed, music coming out of his headphones, staring at the ceiling.
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He entered class and saw the empty seat next to him and was filled once again with sadness. He walked to his seat and grabbed his sketchbook, he saw countless sketches and doodles of Hitoshi, he felt like crying.
Aizawa came in and announced that a student was joining them, he didn't care about them, he'd try to be friends with them but they'd never compare to Hitoshi.
He heard his teacher telling everyone his best friend had died, he didn't give more details about how he died and as he looked around he saw how everyone was slightly sadder during the day, but they tried to act like they were fine as much as they could.
When class ended, Denki went straight to his room, he sat on his bed, looking at his drawings, and cried once again as he remembered all the times him and Hitoshi were together.