Aug. 30,
Journal entry #17
There's a boy in my literature class. He's a transfer; an international transfer student. No one thought anything of him. Are people stupid? Do people just not care? It's fucking Shouto Todoroki...or Todoroki Shouto...whatever. I couldn't believe that no one else recognized him. Maybe everyone has been dead the past few years to not recognize him. I mean, he basically saved fucking Japan in high school! Like, his dad was the number 2 hero over there! I guess...it kind of makes sense since this is the U.S. and a normal university, not like UA University or any of the cool hero colleges. But that's what's fucking weird. He was attending UA university, Hibiki told me. So why transfer junior year, abroad, and to a normal school not for hero studies? Also, this is a big thing, why wouldn't Hibiki tell me? Well, at least tomorrow I have psych and anthro.
"Do you know how early it is?" His low voice groaned. Hibiki was an old childhood friend; one of my neighbors until his family moved back to Japan to care for his grandparents.
"Yeah it's...3:26 am for you." I quickly did the math in my head.
"What the fuck (Y/n)?"
"Why didn't you tell me Shouto was transferring to my school?" I whined softly.
"Huh?"
"Todoroki. He enrolled at my uni. He was in my lit class today; and he was on the professor's roster."
"The fuck? He didn't mention suddenly leaving school, not to mention all of Japan." Hibiki and the upcoming hero weren't best friends by any means, but often spoke and were close enough where you'd think he'd mention moving away. "I'll text him and see what's up. Maybe something with his dad; they don't get along. He was acting a bit anxious and flustered for the past few weeks." I nodded to myself. "Oh, one thing."
"What did you do..."
"I may have shown him some of those videos I filmed of you, for the audition tape. H-He really liked them! A lot! Just don't be creeped out if he recognizes you." I wasn't happy, but at least he told me before I could find out the other way. I sighed and let him go back to sleep. I tossed my phone onto my bed and collapsed onto the mattress beside it.
I could hear my phone going nuts. I rubbed my eyes, waking up. I figured that I fell asleep while reading textbooks.
"Five missed calls...weird." I yawned, navigating to see who called. There was one call from my old roommate and four from an unknown number; the same number. There were no new voicemails or anything.
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"Shouto..." I could barely breathe as a cool hand traced down my side.
"Shhh, it's okay. Just relax and give in." His breath was hot against my neck, quite a contrast to icy shiver running down my spine. Blindfolded. Yes. I couldn't see with the silky satin over my eyes. I bit my lip and shivered, crying out softly when his teeth grazed my neck. His seductive chuckles made my head spin as he dragged his lips up my jaw. "Do you like this?" He nipped at my ear, making my back snap into an arch as his fingers gripped my waist on both sides. "Hmm?" I was lost in ecstasy and could only manage a slight nod and soft moans. "Yes or no, my little doll. Do you like this?" His fingers dug into me harder.
"Yes...Yes..." The confirming words were quiet and breathy but it seemed to please him.
"There we go...good girl." My breath was cut short by his burning lips dominating my own. "Yes...my pretty little doll likes her body being toyed with...she loves it. She needs it...she needs me." I choked on my own breath as he growled and claimed me with no holding back. His voice drawled out in a deep rolling moan. There was pain and no pain at the same time. My body fell into a state of prickly tingles and tightening waves of pleasure, only growing more intense as his icy fingers set themselves to lock around my neck. "My princess loves getting choked, isn't that right?" I lost myself, unwinding into fiery bliss surrounded by the echoes of his beastly growls.
"Shouto!" I was drenched in sweat. I could barely open my eyes with the blinding morning sunlight flooding the room. "A...fucking....dream..." I whined, throwing a pillow across the room.
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"Hi! You're a new transfer right...? Fuck. Hey there, you're new aren't you? No...SHOUTO TODOROKI YOU'RE HOT. FUCK." I tugged my hair while glaring at myself in the mirror. I figured I'd introduce myself, maybe make him feel more comfortable knowing we share a mutual friend.
"Jesus Christ, (Y/N). I'm sure he heard you." Through the mirror I saw the curtain to one of the shower stalls draw open behind me.
"Oh hey, Gina..." I gave the sleepy brunette a short wave as she shuffled out of the shower. "Have a good second day~" I flashed two thumbs up before scurrying off. At least the other students on my floor were chill.
I was still zipping up my backpack when I left the dorm. I preferred afternoon and night classes so it was already almost dark when I was heading out.
"Fuck." One of my shoes slipped off and I hopped back a few times to keep my balance.
"Need help?"
"No, I'm fine." I was holding onto the backpack by its top strap between my teeth trying to shove my foot back into the sneaker. I didn't know if I felt angry, sad, or panicked when my bag tipped forward and released all of my supplies onto the walkway.
"(Y/N)...right?" I froze hearing my name.
"Y-Yeah..." I slowly looked up to meet his stare.
To be continued...
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