The door creaked open.
Hah...
A soft sigh escaped my lips as I looked down, seeing my feet dangling freely off the edge of the roof, feeling listless as I held onto the fence behind me. I stared at the ground and the ground stared right back at me, as if bidding me to come over. Just one push. It's just one inch away.
"As I thought, it's gone." I tilted my head upwards, the cool spring air lifting tufts of my hair, bringing with it the scent of blooming flowers.
"Some months ago, I wouldn't have hesitated." I muttered to no one in particular. "I wonder what changed."
"When did it start?" I leaned my body forward, dangerously close to falling over. "Questioning myself, fearing the consequences of my actions, slowly, I began to hesitate. When did it start?"
"This wasn't supposed to happen, the future that I know is slowly being messed up. My interference is ruining things." I spoke to the ground hundreds of feet below. "Say, should I stop?"
"Characters were originally created only when the plot needs them." I slowly stood up and tilted my body forwards. "Then what am I supposed to be?"
"Everyone is a main character of their own lives. It's just up to you what kind of story you'll make. If you end it here, then it will forever be a cliffhanger." A sudden voice spoke behind me indifferently, startling me and almost made me lose my footing.
"Who?" I turned around in surprise but what I saw made me even more surprised.
Purple hair, heavy eyebags, eternal deadpan look.
Hey, isn't that Shinso Hitoshi?!
"Just a normal student who encountered another student with suicidal tendency on the roof." Shinso stated indifferently as he walked to a corner and sat down. "I just came here to find a quiet place to eat lunch."
He calmly unwrapped a yakisoba bread and took a bite. "I'll be eating lunch more often here in the future. I can listen to your story if you want."
...He's surprisingly nice... Despite his stoic character design... but...
"You have the makings of a great hero." I smiled carelessly and grabbed the fence, leaping over it to get to the safety of the other side. "Oh, just so you know..."
"I wasn't planning on committing suicide." I trudged over to another corner and picked up the game station I left there and walked towards Shinso. "It's actually the opposite."
"I was looking for my will to die." I grinned and sat down beside him. "I've realized that I lost it somewhere since I was worrying too much recently. Ya' know, 'cuz only people who look forward to the future have worries."
"Is that so." Shinso said as if he didn't care at all. "I'm pretty free so I'll listen anyway."
"Heh~ How nice of you. You'll probably be a great hero in the future if you care so much." I joked and, to my surprise, he actually smiled.
"Thanks." He said, leaving me in a daze.
"Oh, right! How long have you been listening by the way?" I asked cautiously, realizing that I probably said something that shouldn't be said.
"Around five minutes, I suppose." He calmly said, his voice muffled from chewing his bread.
"Hah... From the beginning, then." I muttered grimly. "I was careless. This isn't like me at all."
"In any case! You heard something you shouldn't have. I'll either have to drag you in it with me or forcefully erase your memory." I said darkly, plotting how to do it.
"Too late. It's already imprinted in my brain." Shinso said, finishing his lunch in one large bite. "You'll just have to tell me the rest. Honestly, I'm curious and have too much time on my hands."
"...heh~" I narrowed my eyes, feeling conflicted.
Is this alright? Telling him might change the plot but...
Having someone I could freely converse with is a tempting notion.
Maybe... I can tell him part of the truth.
But not everything.
"Alright. You better listen closely." I said carelessly. "I know the future."
...
"So, if I'm correct... You know some events that will happen in the future but, your interference in slowly causing things to change? This isn't your quirk but you just happened to know parts of it?" Shinso spoke, his tone still indifferent but his eyes glowed in interest. "I can't say I believe you but, where is your evidence?"
I furrowed my eyebrows and thought of what can prove my claim. Oh! That thing will happen today! Fortunately, Tsukauchi was called back earlier today and the audi outside is also gone now! This should give the league of villains a chance to sneak in.
"The gate will disintegrate a few minutes from now and reporters would rush in." I grinned as I spoke.
"I see... Then, I'll wait for it here." He said indifferently as he stood up to throw the crumpled wrapper of his lunch towards the garbage bin.
"Okay~" I switched on my game station and chose a game to play, the theme music playing on the background as we waited.
...
VRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Some minutes later, a loud alarm rang through the whole school and, sure enough, the gate really did get disintegrated.
"A villain attack?" Shinso stood up and peered over the fence, looking towards the disintegrated gate.
"You don't have to worry. It's just the reporters and... a little guest." Shinso turned his head to look at the boy beside him, outwardly calm but inwardly felt complicated, just below them, a crowd of reporters began to rush towards the building's entrance before being blocked by Eraser-head and Present Mic.
So he wasn't actually lying?
At first, he actually thought that the boy was only making things up but...
He really knows the future!
This guy is the real deal!
"See?" The boy abruptly turned and grinned at Shinso. "Do you believe me now?"
"I suppose." Shinso nodded slightly, unused to the enthusiasm being directed to him.
At the corner of Shinso's eyes, he saw a sneaky figure darting towards the building but, it disappeared before he could confirm it.
It's probably nothing.
...
When the chaos receded and the students had calmed down, class was once again resumed.
As expected, Izuku passed the title of class representative to Iida, feeling it appropriate that the other boy should receive it instead with his contribution for calming down the students earlier.
After that, for the next few days, I had spent the lunch break on the roof as usual. It was just that, another companion had joined in on my daily escapades.
Although we rarely spoke to each other and mostly kept to ourselves, it wasn't bad.
It was strangely comforting.