Denki doesn’t know if he can hint at this uneasy feeling.

Despite being cheekily flirtatious with Kyoka, hilariously unhinged when involved in anything with the Bakusquad, or friendly to his classmates, he feels unknown eyes on him.

It's a bit strange because U.A's practically became a boarding school with strict restrictions and such, and how he can be defending himself. Sweat beads at his forehead sometimes in the empty silence in his own room whenever he goes to visit. Today he went back home with clear knowledge of such.

... Denki looked in the mirror and adjusted his fit, hand ruffling up his hair slightly. He first planned to treat himself- well, not really. He needed to go out with other plans made with his friends.

Till an unknown camera flash hit his eyes from outside his window, along with a CLICK sound of taking a picture..

"Agh-- what the heck man..?" Denki blinked as he tried not to cuss, hand over his widened eyes before he lowered it and looked towards his window.

His breath suddenly hitched in his throat, his body suddenly freezing like a statue.

A person.

They quickly went away out of his sight- clearly still there.