Envious Desire /bkdk/

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Izuku

I like Katsuki a lot but he's a confusing person. Sometimes he acts like he wants to rail me, kiss me, love me and other times he distances himself.

He is a gentleman, always opening doors for me, buying me stuff, and listening. I just wish he would let me in, let me know what's going on inside his head.

I'm getting ready for work, it's a Saturday. I was planning to give him back his jacket last week, but I felt kind of down, my thoughts racing. I'll just do it tomorrow or come by tonight.

Even though it's almost summer, it's been pretty cold this entire week. A breeze shivering through.

I've put on a hoodie over my clothes and head out with my earbuds in. The wait on the bus isn't too long and there's enough place to sit, so I can't complain.

I watch out of the window when I feel uneasy. Like someone's watching me, it's kind of creeping me out. It's probably my imagination.

Katsuki texted me a few hours ago, asking if we could hang out today. Guess he forgot I had work. I didn't feel like responding so I didn't. I can play hard to get too.

If he wants to prove he's not the playboy others say he is, he'll have to work for it.

It's dark out and after my stop it takes around ten minutes to get to the restaurant. I think I'm getting paranoid. I'm sure I'm imagining the careful footsteps behind me. I shake it off and enter.

"Hello Izuku, dear. How are you?" Boss asks me. She's been doing so every single time since the accident with the violent customer.

"I'm all good, just a bit nervous."

"Well you do perfect every time, so don't worry about it!" And with that I take a seat behind the piano.

The sound of music takes the customers by surprise but the laughter and conversations carry on eventually. I close my eyes as I play and let the tune consume me.

I feel it again, like someone's there, watching me. Of course there are many people here, but this is different. As if they have a different motive. The motive is unclear, but so are my thoughts.

When I open my eyes, I don't see anything suspicious. It's just anxiety, it's not real.

The applause at the end always takes me by surprise, as if it isn't pointed towards me, as if I'm not really here. I bow and after a few hours my shift ends. It's 11 pm and I put music on in my earbuds as I walk towards the bus stop. Music relaxes me and lets all the worry fall off my shoulders.

I see something in the corner of my eye but no ones there as I'm walking through an alley. Opening my phone, I text Katsuki. I don't know why. I wasn't going to.

Me: I'm walking to the bus stop. I'm heading back.

He answers too fast for my liking. I'm not sure if I really want to hear something back.

Katsuki: Fuck you doing out this late?

Me: Work, asshole.

His name pops up on my screen. 'Katsuki calling'. I bite my lip thinking about answering but before I can, I get pushed into a brick wall, dropping my phone and earphones in the act.

I panic. It happened so suddenly. I can't see their faces, they are in all black, a face mask and hood covering his face only showing terrifying eyes. My heartbeat fastens.

"What are you doing!" I scream and try to push them off but they punch me in the face. I hiss in pain, my head throbs. Tears fall down my face.

"You fucking bitch. You think you're better than everyone, huh, don't you?"