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wonder-queen-123 · 1 year ago

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Bakugo’s Starshine Katsuki Bakugo x Depressed Self Harming Suicidal Reader

Y/n’s family was as good as you can get for the first 16-17 years of her life, but something unexpected happened just a few days before Sports Festival was held.

Y/n had just gotten home and was excited to tell her parents that she had been accepted into UA, however, things didn’t go as planned.

As Y/n was looking for her parents, she overheard them arguing over something, and walked closer to try and figure out what they were arguing about.

“…I never even wanted a kid in the first place, nevertheless a fucking daughter!” Her mom screamed, surprising her. “I should’ve gotten rid of her before she was even born! And besides, she’s not even going to a regular high school, Damien! She’s going to a school meant for heroes!” “Would you calm down, Sherry? Y/n could be coming home any minute, and I’d hate for her to find out about this.” Damien said, trying to calm Sherry down.

As the two of them continued arguing, Y/n didn’t want to hear anymore of it, so she ran upstairs and locked herself in her room for the rest of the day.

The next day at school definitely could’ve gone better. For starters, instead of having a smile on her face like normal, she had a stoic expression on her face. “Hey Y/n, is everything…?” Bakugo started, noticing her walk past him.

Btw, Bakugo and Deku had known Y/n since they were kids, but Bakugo was closer to her than Deku. (Also Bakugo has a few nicknames for her; idiot, dumbass, {those two are a given} and very rarely Star/Starshine)

During the entire Sports Festival Y/n did her best to not let her parents argument from last night bother her too much…but just before the calvary battle started, Bakugo noticed her and walked over.

It took him a few minutes to realize that it looked like Y/n had cried earlier because her eyes were still a little red and puffy. Before he could even ask, the calvary battle started, and barely left any time to talk.

[Also later on when both the Dekusquad and Bakusquad are “formed”, Y/n is going to be part of both, but more so the Bakusquad]

[{(these are how Bakugo is going to know that something is wrong, and all of these are going to be from the present time at 16 years old during her time at UA)}]

* Singing Baku’s Song (forward March and here we go; members of the Agency Bakugo)

* Going Silent (basically giving everyone…including the ash blonde himself…the silent treatment)

* Crying hysterically/hugging Bakugo randomly

* Smiling ONLY at Bakugo

* Calling Bakugo by his FIRST name {instead of one of his nicknames; Katsu, Kats, Kaachan, Big Brother Kats(u), and Blondie}

* Also calling Deku by his FULL name {like Bakugo…instead of nicknames; Izu, Zuku, Big Brother Zuku, Deku, and Freckles}

* And lastly, leaving single worded notes around ONLY for Bakugo [{with just his FIRST name}]

* Star-shaped Necklace

Once the calvary battle ended, Bakugo noticed that Y/n had looked worse than before it started. He walked over to her, and tapped her shoulder.

She quickly turned around, and smiled as brightly as she could, but Bakugo knew that it wasn’t genuine. “I know you’re forcing that smile, Dumbass. Talk to me. What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing, Kastu. Don’t worry about it; I’m fine. Just a little tired. That’s all.” Y/n lied. Bakugo looked at her in disbelief, and tried again. She said she was fine, and walked past him.

While off to the side, Y/n kept thinking about what she heard her mom say. ‘“…I never even wanted a kid in the first place, nevertheless a fucking daughter! I should’ve gotten rid of her before she was even born!”

Why would my mom say that? She never wanted me? She was going to have an abortion just to get rid of me before I was even born? Wait. Does Dad feel the same way? Does Dad even love me? It obviously doesn’t seem like Mom does.

She started silently crying to herself, and walked even further, while wiping her eyes. Why? Why doesn’t Mom love me? Was the only thing on Y/n’s mind.

Once she got home, she didn’t bother greeting her parents, but instead went straight to her room, and cried for hours.

Soon Bakugo called her to check on her. “Wh-what’s up, Blasty? What are you calling me for?” Y/n sniffled. Bakugo grunted in surprise. “Hey, Idiot, why are you crying? What happened? Did someone say something to you today? I noticed you were crying earlier as well.”

“It’s nothing, Kats. Can we please talk about something else? Please?” “Shut the hell up, Damien! You know how I feel about this!” Y/n’s mom screamed. She quickly put her phone on mute, and listened to what her parents were arguing about now.

“I’ve had to deal with a fucking kid that I didn’t even want for the past 16 years, and not to mention, she’s not even in a normal high school!”

As the arguing continued, Y/n couldn’t stand to hear it, so she hung up the phone with Bakugo, and left the house through her window. Once outside, she ran as far and as fast as her feet could carry her, and only stopped when she got to the park.

She panted breathlessly, and screamed. She walked over to the nearest bench, and sat down. She laid down, and silently cried herself to sleep.

While she was sleeping, Bakugo tried calling her, but she wasn’t picking up. Dammit, you stupid nerd! At least I know where you’re at. I swear, if she’s not there…

As Bakugo left his house, and started making his way to the park, Y/n woke up only briefly, before deciding to sleep under the bench.

She curled herself into a ball, and continued crying silently. Once Bakugo got there, he didn’t see her anywhere. Where are you at, you stupid idiot?

As he was looking around, Y/n was tugging on her sleeves, gripping them tightly. Once Bakugo thought he saw her, he walked over, and saw her laying under the bench.

He bent down, and gently touched her leg, and realized she was shaking. It took him a moment to realize that she was actually crying.

He gently shook her awake, and watched as she crawled out. She immediately hugged him, and wasn’t planning on letting go.

“You good, stupid idiot?” Bakugo asked, slowly hugging her back. She nodded slightly, and continued crying into his chest. “Something is obviously wrong, so will you just tell me? I want to-“ “Parents fighting.” She interrupted.

Bakugo pulled her away from him, and turned her face to look at him. “That’s all? My parents fight and argue as well. They-“ Y/n just cried harder into the ash blonde’s chest, and hugged him tighter.

“It’s obviously more than just your parents fighting. Will you talk to me? Please?” Y/n wiped her tears, and told the ash blonde that she would see him at school tomorrow.

He was just about to stop her, when Kirishima called him. “What do you want, Shitty Hair?”

As they were talking, Y/n started making her way back home, and called her dad. Surprisingly, it went to voicemail. She didn’t bother leaving a message, and decided that she would just talk to her dad at home.

Once she got home, she climbed up the side of her house, and got back inside through the window. She didn’t want to see her mom, so she quietly made her way out of her room, and downstairs.

“Dad? You here?” She said, looking for him. “He went out for a little bit.” Her mom said, peering around the corner. “What do you need?” Y/n jumped back in surprise, and said that she was looking for Dad.

“Dad’s not here right now. Tell me what you need him for, and I’ll answer for him.” “It’s fine, I’ll just wait until he comes back. It’s not that big of a deal.” Sherry grabbed Y/n’s wrist, and asked why she wanted her dad so badly.

“I just need to ask him something. And it doesn’t concern you.” For the first time ever, Y/n got slapped across the face. “Go to your room, and stay there until your dad gets home. I’ll have him deal with you.”

As Y/n made her way back to her room, she mumbled something under her breath. “What was that?” “Nothing.”

Once back in her room, Y/n laid on her bed, and repeated herself. “I said ‘good’. I like Dad better than you anyway. And wait until he hears about what you just did to me. He’s not going to be happy.”

After about 30 minutes, Damien came back, and saw Sherry waiting in the living room. “You’re slut, I mean, daughter was looking for you.” “Sherry, not this again. We constantly go back and forth with this. She’s not anything you call her; she’s our daughter, and should be treated as such.”

As soon as Y/n heard glass shatter, she had a feeling that her dad was home, but that another argument had broken out. “Sherry! Stop talking like that! If Y/n is still here, she could probably hear us. And I’m not having her listen to this.”

“Damien, don’t give me that tongue! You know as much as I do that it’s true! So what if she hears us? She’s not old enough to live on her own yet, and in case you have forgotten, she’s the reason why we started arguing like this in the first place! How many times do I have to remind you; I never wanted her to begin with. The only reason I didn’t get rid of her is because at the time I was a coward.”

Wait…does this mean that Dad didn’t and doesn’t want me either??

“Sherry, I will not have you bad mouth our daughter anymore! You’ve been verbally and emotionally abusing her since the age of seven! I’m not doing this with you anymore. I’m taking Y/n, and we’re leaving.” Sherry started throwing everything she could grab at Damien, and the latter kept dodging.

“Damien, why do you care about a fucking whore like the one upstairs?! She’s pathetic! She can’t even defend herself!”

By this point, Y/n was silently crying, while listening to the argument escalate. She tossed her backpack out the window, and once again, climbed out and down.

She closed the window, and made sure that it was loud enough for both her parents to hear. Just as she was about to leave, she heard her dad’s voice. “Look what you’ve done now, Sherry Jane Adams.”

Y/n ran all the way to Deku’s house, and knocked on the door. “Y/n?” Deku said, surprised, opening the door. “Hey, what’s wrong? What happened?”

“Izuku Midoriya.” She sobbed, throwing herself against his chest. He stepped away from the door, and let her inside. “Calm down, Y/n. Breathe. Take a few deep breaths, and calm down.” As Deku tried comforting her the best he could, Inko walked in the room, and asked what happened.

“I don’t know, Mom. She just got here, and hasn’t said anything. I’m trying to calm her down, but she’s hysterical.” Inko walked into the kitchen, and got Y/n some water and some snacks.

After a while, Y/n finally started calming down, and explained what happened. “Oh my.” Inko said, putting her hand over her mouth in horror. “And she slapped me for the first time as well.” Y/n added, starting to tear up again.

Hearing this infuriated Deku. “Mom, can you call Katsuki for me?” “No Katsuki!!” Y/n shrieked. “Katsu…get…mad.” Deku looked at his mom, and shrugged his shoulders.

“Izuku honey, take Y/n to the guest room, and help her get settled, would you? Im going to let her dad know that she’ll be staying here for the night.” Deku took Y/n to the guest room, and asked if she needed anything. “No thanks, Freckles. Im alright. Just thinking about what Mom said.” Deku hugged her tightly, and told her that she could stay with him and his mom for as long as she wanted to.

This made Y/n smile a little bit, and hugged Deku back. “Wait right here. Im getting you some ice for your face. I’ll be right back.” Y/n laid on the bed, and curled herself into a ball, and began crying again. About five minutes later, Deku came back, and handed the ice to her.

She smiled through her tears, and thanked him. The rest of the day quickly turned to night, and Y/n couldn’t stop thinking about the next day at school, specifically how Bakugo would react if he saw the bruise on her face.

Without realizing it, Y/n ended up falling asleep, and completely forgot that she had her uniform still on. Izuku carefully took her shoes off for her, and set them by the nightstand.

He then lifted the blanket from under her, and covered her up. “You rest up, Puppy. I’m just going downstairs with my mom, and I’m only a call, or in this case, a yell away.” He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, left the room, and cracked the door.

“Okay, talk to you later, Mr. Martinez. I won’t say anything about it. Izuku is in the guest room with her, or was, he just walked into the kitchen. Anyways, yeah. I’ll be sure to tell her when she wakes up.” Just before Inko got off the phone, Izuku looked at her, and asked if Y/n’s dad was aware of what happened.

Inko shook her head, and quickly told him, what his wife did to Y/n for the first time. “What?!” He bellowed, not believing what he just heard. “I’ll call you back later, Ms. Midoriya. Thank you for telling me.” After getting off the phone, Inko had a feeling that things were getting worse between Y/n’s parents.

A few hours had passed, and a loud thud was heard from Y/n’s room. “Ow. That hurt.” She said, as Deku opened the door. “You alright, Coffee Bean? What happened?” Y/n sat up, and was holding the back of her head. “Hey, Freckles. Yeah, I’m fine, just fell off the bed.” She chuckled lightly.

“Come downstairs, Mom is making dinner. Also, it looks like the slap bruise has gotten better. That ice must’ve worked.” She nodded, and said that while the slap bruise didn’t look as bad as it did, she probably had a giant knot on the back of her head.

“Come on, Coffee Bean. You must be starving. I didn’t even see you eat lunch today.” Deku said, as he helped her up. The two of them walked downstairs, and were met with the smell of dinner once they entered the kitchen.

“Oh, you’re finally awake, Y/n. Go take a seat, and I’ll bring the dinner to the table. Izuku, do you mind getting the rolls over on the counter for me?”

As the three of them sat down and started eating, it was only now that Inko had realized how much the swelling of the slap bruise had gone down. She smiled softly, and looked towards Izuku.

After dinner, Y/n went back to her room, and changed into one of Deku’s oversized shirts, and a pair of shorts. Deku walked in just as she finished changing, and almost saw her changing. “What’s up, Zuku?” She asked, sitting on the bed.

“I was just coming to check on you, Coffee Bean. Does that bruise still hurt at all? I can get more ice if it does.” “It’s fine, Freckles. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”

‘I wish I had aborted her, Damien! Or given her up for adoption! Why can’t you fucking understand that?!’

Y/n wiped the single tear away, and texted her mom telling her to check who she just sent that message to. ‘Why? I sent it to your father! And how do you know what I sent to him?’

‘Maybe because you sent it to ME instead! Next time check who’s contact you’re on, before sending messages…so you don’t end up sending them to the wrong person.’

‘Damn Bitch! I know who I sent that message to, you probably just have your dad’s phone with you. Why did you even tell him about the slap? It’s not that big of a deal. You can handle a little slap, can’t you?’

Y/n seethed quietly, and gritted her teeth. ‘Not a big deal?! Are you fucking kidding me?! You slapped me so damn hard that it left a bruise the size of a hard boiled egg! Not to mention, the fact that you slapped me just because I said I wanted to talk to Dad about something! And I heard what you called me when he got home; a fucking slut. Why don’t you love me anymore?’

‘You want to know why? You really want to know why? It’s because you ruined my life, Slutty Bitch!’

She threw her phone across the room, and laid down, grabbing a pillow, and held it against her face, and screamed into it. “Coffee Bean, are you alright?” Deku asked, reaching out to place a comforting hand on her knee.

“Izuku Midoriya, can you do me a favor? A HUGE favor.” He looked at her with an eyebrow curiously raised, and asked what the favor was. Completely removing the pillow away from her face, she looked at him sadly, tears pricking the corner of her eyes.

“I’ll actually ask you tomorrow. After class. For now, just know that I love you, Izuku Midoriya.” Hearing the tone of her voice become so dull and soft suddenly worried Izuku, but he knew it would be futile to ask what she was saying.

With a worried look, he slowly got off the bed, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Making his way back to his own room, he flopped down onto his bed, and stared at the ceiling in worry and confusion.

When he woke up, he heard faint singing coming from down the hall, and wondered what was going on. The closer he got to the noise, the louder and more clear it became. “🎶Forward march and here we go; members of the Agency Bakugo.🎶” he heard coming from the other side of Y/n’s door.

He tried opening the door, but realized it was locked. “C-Coffee Bean? A-are you alright in there? You haven’t sang that song before at all, unless you were teasing Kaachan. What’s going on?” Deku asked as he knocked on her door.

“🎶Forward march, and here we go; members of the Agency Bakugo.🎶” was the only response he got. Once he heard the door unlock, he twisted the door open, and saw Y/n sitting on her bed, having almost no expression on her face. “Morning.” Was all she said, before getting up, and walking out of the room.

As Deku watched her walk around the house, he knew something had obviously happened last night, because usually Y/n would be smiling in the mornings, and actually talking to him, or at least acknowledging him.

Her behavior wasn’t much better when they got to school, because everyone that tried talking to her just ended up getting ignored, even the ash blonde himself.

“Hey Explosion. How are y-wait a minute. Come here.” Deku just realized that Y/n didn’t put on any makeup like she usually does, and he also realized that Bakugo most likely just saw the bruise on her face.

“What happened, Explosion? Why do you have a bruise on your face?” She just looked at him with an annoyed expression, and he took a step back. “Deku, get over here for a minute. I wanna know, do you know what’s going on with her?”

“No, I don’t, Kaachan. After she came to my house last night, she threw herself into my arms, after saying my full name. Every time she said my name last night, it was my full name. She didn’t say any of my nicknames, or even my actual name this morning. She literally just said the word ‘morning’, before giving me the silent treatment the whole way here; although, she was singing your song from when we were kids.”

Bakugo turned to look at her, and noticed she wasn’t even trying to fight back, or pull away. “The hell?” He said, quietly. “Let me go, Katsuki.” He grunted in surprise, because she almost never called him by his first name.

“Not until you tell me what’s going on with you. This isn’t how you normally act, so what’s up?” “Let go, Katsuki Bakugo.” Her tone was cold, even more so than Todoroki’s. Bakugo heard the venom laced in her voice, and knew she was serious.

Kirishima soon walked over, and asked what was going on. The minute Bakugo loosened his grip, Y/n walked off, purposefully bumping into the redhead. “Geez, what’s wrong with her? She’s never like this. I mean, she would usually apologize if she bumped into someone, but it seemed like this time it was on purpose.” Kirishima said, rubbing his shoulder.

“Kiri, Blasty, Midoriya, come on, we’re going to be late for class! Hurry up!” Kaminari called out, noticing the blank look on Y/n’s face. “Hey, Sparks. How are y-“ he was suddenly cut off by Y/n punching him in the face, nearly breaking his nose.

“Ow! What was that for, Sparks? You never swing your fists at me, unless we’re training, and even then you never go for the face, or head.” She raised her fist again, and was about to punch him again, until Sero stopped her with his tape. She turned her gaze to look at him, and noticed his face go from smiling to one of fear.

Nobody had ever seen this side of Y/n, so they didn’t know what to do. Everyone walked inside the school, trying to keep their distance from Y/n the best they could, but it wasn’t easy.

“Bakubro, what’s going on? Why’s my gemstone acting so weird? This isn’t how she usually is.” “I don’t know, Shitty Hair. Let me try and talk to her later. Deku said this morning she was singing my song from when we were kids, and she usually only does it to tease me, so her doing it out of the blue like this is a little strange.”

“Everyone listen up, today we are going to be testing your quirks against various ‘villains’. In other words, you will be paired up to test your quirks against dummies and robots that me and a few other teachers have set up. Go change into your hero costumes, and meet me at the training grounds.”

As everyone got up to get changed, Bakugo noticed the look in Y/n’s eyes, and had a bad feeling about it. “Oi, Raccoon Eyes.” He said, catching Mina’s attention. “Keep your distance from Y/n, but also keep an eye on her if you can. I don’t know what’s going on with her, but something is definitely wrong. Tell the other girls the same thing.”

Before training even started, Y/n had walked over to one of the buildings, and punched it so hard that almost all the windows on the first two floors shattered.

Everyone gasped in surprise, and looked behind them. Aizawa used his quirk on her, but realized that even with her quirk gone, she was still destroying the windows of the building like it was nothing.

He gulped nervously, and used his capture scarf to restrict her movements. She quickly turned around, and began glaring daggers at her teacher.

Without realizing what he was doing, Kaminari began walking over towards her, and couldn’t even get one word out before getting backhanded so hard that he got sent ten feet away, and nearly had a rock fall on him. “Gemstone, what’s going on? That’s the second time you hit Kaminari today, and training hasn’t even started yet.”

She turned her gaze away from her classmates, and walked to the side, pulling her teachers scarf off her. She began fidgeting with the collar of her hero costume, and still had her moms words echoing in her mind.

She got up after about 5 minutes, and walked over to her teacher. She whispered indistinctly, to where Jiro couldn’t even hear what was said. Mr. Aizawa gave Y/n a nod, and said to see him after class.

She nodded back, and walked over to the bench. It was only now that Bakugo noticed that she was wearing a necklace, but couldn’t tell which one, until he saw the star.

She picked the star up, and squeezed it in her hand, before letting it go again, and sitting with her knees to her chest. She sobbed into her arms, and heard Aizawa pair her classmates up for training.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but she got up after hearing Bakugo and Kirishima’s names. She got up, and walked over to her two classmates. Approaching the ash blonde from behind, he almost backhanded her, until he felt someone hug him.

He grunted in surprise, and looked down at his chest, and immediately knew who it was. “What is it, you damn Idiot? Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?” She buried her face in his back, and hugged him tighter.

“Damn, if you hug me any tighter, then you might as well be All Might. That wasn’t cue to actually hug me tighter, Idiot. You trying to suffocate me here?” She softly whispered something in his ear, which made him growl lowly.

“Me and you are having a talk when class is over, got that, Dumbass?” She nodded against his back, and wished him and Kirishima luck.

After they finished, it was Uraraka and Deku’s turn, then Ojiro and her. “Uraraka, do you see anymore villains around? All clear on my end.” “No, but I’m still looking. Deku, on your left!” Deku powered up his quirk, and used a Detroit Smash, and completely obliterated the robot.

“Uraraka, next time try not to overuse your quirk. Midoriya, try aiming your punches more clearly and more accurately. Also, try not to use all your power, or most on three villains. Keep in mind, some villains might have a quirk that can drain energy from other quirk users, so keep that in mind. Both of you pass. Next up is Ojiro and Martinez.”

As both of them got in front of Aizawa, he noticed Y/n seemed to calm down a little bit, but still had that same look in her eyes. “Erasure, hold up a minute. I’ve gotta ask my Explosion something real quick.” Bakugo grabbed her wrist gently, and pulled her to the side.

“Is that all she said? Or did she say anything else? You don’t have to tell me right now if you don’t want to, but just let me know when class is over. Please. You’re my little Explosion, and I want to be here for you whenever I can.” She nodded, and gave a soft smile. She looked to the side, then back at the ash blonde.

“Understood.” He wished her luck, as she began walking back towards her teacher. “I’m not going to ask what that was about because frankly, it’s none of my business, but I will say this. I do want to know why you’ve been so aggressive and moody today. This isnt like you.”

She gave her teacher the same gesture, and then lowered her head slightly, and raised her eyebrows subtly. Aizawa nodded slowly, and looked towards the rest of the class, then back to her. She only gave a slight nod, but Aizawa noticed, and said that she would have to do at least some talking and communicating, just so Ojiro didn’t think she was ignoring him.

She gave a thumbs up, and waited until Aizawa told them they could start.

“Y/n, if I lift you up, do you think you’ll be able to spot any villains?” Ojiro asked looking around, as he picked her up with his tail. She nodded, and activated one of her many quirks. “Two on the left, I wanna say at least three on the right, one in front that has a cannon, and one underground. Walk sideways, and be careful where you step! There’s traps all around here! There’s a land mine about three or four feet in front of you, so be careful. Stick to the wall!”

As Ojiro followed her instructions, she almost missed a second villain that was hiding underground. “Ojiro, set me down, and use your tail as a springboard, and launch yourself in the air to avoid the mine in front of you! Be careful where you land though, because there’s traps everywhere!” As Y/n was helping Ojiro, she didn’t realize that there was a trap in front of her, so one misstep caused her to get stuck.

Ojiro heard her yelp in surprise, and was going to go back, until Y/n told him that he was about to get ambushed. As Ojiro was trying to keep the robots at bay, Y/n activated another quirk, and managed to free herself from the net she was stuck in.

“Ojiro, take cover!” Y/n yelled, as she sent a giant gust of wind past Ojiro, and got a direct hit on the three robots that were ambushing her training partner.

She then flew herself over, and punched the biggest robot so hard, that it exploded with such force, causing her to get sent flying backwards.

She crashed into a building, causing a whole floor of windows to shatter. She groaned in pain, just as she landed, slamming her head against the wall, leaving a hole behind her.

All Ojiro heard was the sound of distant windows breaking, followed by an echoing thump. He winced as he looked behind him, knowing that Y/n had most likely slammed against something. Losing concentration almost caused him to get crushed by the first underground villain that had yet to show itself.

“O..ji..ro, be..hind..you.” He heard faintly in his earpiece. He quickly turned around, and knew he wouldn’t be able to take down the robot without assistance. “Y/n, are you alright? I need backup! I need help.” All he heard on Y/n’s side was ragged breathing, and heavy sighs.

Damn! This is bad, if I dont do something quickly, then I’ll get crushed! Where’s Kirishima when you need him?

Suddenly, Ojiro heard what sounded like water running, but it sounded like a heavy waterfall. “Oh shit.” He said, barely dodging the rushing water.

“And time.” Aizawa said, just as the water overpowered the robot. “Martinez, nice use of your quirks, but next time don’t overdo it to the point where you’re too drained or hurt to move. Ojiro, good thinking picking Martinez up, and asking her to scan the area. Losing your concentration, however is something you both have to work on. Ojiro, while the both of you did well, you both overdid it. You pass, but only barely. That’s it for class today. Good work everyone, and I’m impressed with how much you’ve all improved over time. Next time, we’ll do something we’ve already done, but a little different. Next week is more quirk training, but with us teachers as the villains, and you as the heroes. The only difference this time is that the teachers and students will be teamed up. For example, I might be paired with Jiro, while Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu might be a team.”

As everyone was leaving the training grounds, Ojiro walked over to Y/n, but suddenly got stopped. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Ojiro froze in place, unable to move. “Where do you think you’re going, Hero-in-Training?”

Ojiro’s lip quivered as he stood there, feet glued to the floor. “You don’t mind if I take you back to the base with me, now do you?” Y/n stood in the distance, leaning against the wall for support.

“You…leave…him…alone.” She strained, coughing up blood. “He’s…done nothing…to you. If (wheezing) you’re going to take someone, take me.”

Y/n stumbled slightly, finding it harder to stay awake. “I don’t know what your motive is this time, but you’re not getting away, Shigaraki! If you’re after someone, take me away from here!” “Y/n, shut up! You can barely talk as it is! We have to get you to Recovery Girl!”

She shook her head, and continued making her way over to Shigaraki and Ojiro, while stumbling. “Don’t…me. I’m…fine. You….im…por…tant.” “No you are not, Y/n! Oh shit!” Ojiro quickly brushed past Shigaraki, and ran over to Y/n, just as she lost her balance, and fell.

He caught her just in time, and realized she was on the brink of losing consciousness. “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath, standing up, and carrying Y/n bridal style. “I’m taking you to Recovery Girl, alright? Then I’m letting Mr. Aizawa know about our encounter just now. But until I get you to the nurse, try and stay awake. Please.”

Just as Ojiro started walking away, Shigaraki grabbed him by the tail, but left his pinky dangling. “Let go of me, dude!” Ojiro said, turning around. “Okay, if you insist.” Shigaraki said, as he let Ojiro’s tail go, causing the latter to fall forward.

Luckily Y/n had just enough strength to push Ojiro backwards, to keep him from falling. “Y/n, save your breath! You’re already about to lose consciousness due to you overusing your quirks!”

“Like I said…don’t….me.” Ojiro growled in frustration, because he knew that Y/n needed help, but at the same time, he didn’t want to just let Shigaraki get away.

He quickly ran out of the area, and saw the rest of his classmates heading back inside. Bakugo heard heavy breathing behind him, and turned around. “Explosion?! What the hell happened?”

As Ojiro explained the situation, Bakugo growled so loudly that it echoed throughout the training grounds. “Damn you, Wrinkled Villain! Damn it! Give her to me, and you go catch up with the others.”

Y/n slowly opened her eyes, and looked around the room, realizing she was in Recovery Girls office. “What happened? Where’s Shigaraki?” She tried to speak, but her voice came out as a whisper.

Recovery Girl walked over, and told her that she had been out for the last three days. Y/n pointed to her neck, and tried asking what happened with her voice.

“Well, Bakugo brought you in here, but a student from 1-B had stopped him, and fried your throat.” Y/n knew immediately who would do something like that.

Neito Monoma.

“After you were brought here, I healed you and everything, but the student had grabbed your throat, and burned it so badly that it almost completely destroyed your vocal cords. So, I’m afraid that for at least the next week, you’re going to be a bit of a mute.”

Y/n couldn’t believe what she was hearing. First her parents start arguing about her, then she gets slapped by her mom; gets insulted, almost breaks Denki’s nose, and now this?

Damn, this is just one bad thing after another. And it all started with my mom saying that she didn’t even want me! What the actual shit?

Deku came by Recovery Girl’s office a little while later, and asked how Y/n was doing. “She’s alright, but still needs some rest to completely recover. Her throat was badly burned, so she’s going to be a bit of a mute for at least the next week.”

He walked over to her, and asked her about the favor she wanted to ask him earlier. She reached for her phone, and typed something, then showed it to him. “What do you mean don’t worry about it? What’s going on? You’re never like this, Puppy.”

She handed her phone to him, before telling him to not say anything to Bakugo. Deku hesitantly took the phone, and asked why she handed her phone to him.

“Look…messages.” He didn’t want to go through her phone, but figured that since she was letting him, he was going to snoop, just enough to figure out why she’s been acting weird since yesterday afternoon.

Once he got to her messages, he asked her why she wanted him to look at her messages. “Mom.”

Deku went to her mom’s contact, and scrolled up enough to fully understand what was going on. The very first message he read that got him mad was her mom saying that she should’ve gotten rid of Y/n while she had the chance.

Deku continued reading the messages, but soon found it hard to keep going. He looked up at her, and noticed she was looking to the side. He set her phone down, and sat on the bed with her.

“Puppy/Coffee Bean, why didn’t you tell me earlier? Wait, was that why you were singing Kaachan’s song the other day?” She just nodded, and it soon clicked in Deku’s mind what the favor most likely was.

He only hoped he was wrong though. “If you don’t mind me asking, what was the favor? I know you already said for me not to worry about it, but I want to know.”

“BlackWhip…me…restrain…” Deku’s eyes saddened, but were also filled with anger. “I’ll be right back, Martinez. I’m just going to go find someone.”

Y/n knew instantly who Deku was getting, but didn’t have the mental energy to stop him. “What the hell are you talking about, Deku?! Yeah, she’s been acting weird the last few days, but that doesn’t mean she’s got something happening at home!”

“Katsuki, shut the fuck up, and come with me. I mean it, Katsuki.” Bakugo shut up real quick, because he’s never heard Deku call him anything other than ‘Kaachan’.

Deku didn’t even have to ask, because Y/n nodded, and typed a message to Deku before handing her phone to him. “Alright, Coffee Bean, but we’re talking about this in the dorms. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. I’m not letting you deal with this shit anymore.”

Y/n and Bakugo froze, because neither of them have ever seen this side of Deku before. “Explosion, what the hell’s going on here? I want to know right now.”

After staying with Recovery Girl for another three days, Y/n was free to go back to class, but was told to try and not talk too much until her throat completely healed. She nodded, and thanked her.

Anytime someone tried talking to Y/n, they just got ignored, or got death glares from Y/n. While in class one day, Y/n got another message from her mom, that nearly pushed her over the edge.

‘Hey, Useless, did you tell your dad anything else that happened? I know you like him more than me, and you’d rather live with him, so how would it make you feel if I stopped being your mother, and took your dad with me, and moved? We’d get new identities, and phone numbers, so you couldn’t be in contact with us anymore.’

‘No the fuck you’re not! You can leave if you want to, since you obviously never wanted me in the fucking first place, but you are not taking Dad with you! And you’re right, I DO love Dad more than you! At least he doesn’t insult me left and right, and say that he never wanted me!’

As the argument between Y/n and her mom was quickly escalating, Y/n couldn’t take it anymore, so she ran out of the classroom in tears, and locked herself in the bathroom.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but Bakugo and Deku looked at each other in concern. “Ashido, would you and one other girl go check on Y/n for me? Bakugo, can I have a word with you in the hall for a minute?”

Bakugo, Mina, and YaoMomo all got up from their seats, and left the classroom; the two girls went to the bathroom to check on Y/n, while Bakugo was talking with their teacher.

“Y/n, love? Are you okay? What’s going on?” Mina asked, knocking on one of the stalls. “Go away, Mina! I’m not in the mood.” Y/n sobbed, as she continued cutting her wrist. Mina noticed blood drip to the floor, and felt her heart break a little.

“Y/n, talk to me, please. YaoMomo is with me, and we’re both really worried about you.” Y/n took off her necklace Bakugo had given her. She then wiped her eyes, and put her blood stained razor back in her pocket, and rolled her sleeve back down.

She unlocked the door a few minutes later, and walked out of the stall, and over to the sink. She splashed water on her face, and quickly left the bathroom.

Just before reentering the classroom, she tapped Bakugo on the shoulder, and gave him her necklace, before walking away. “I love you, Katsuki Bakugou. Thank you for the necklace, and always being there for me. You and Izuku Midoriya both. I appreciate that.” She said, looking at the ash blonde, while making a heart with her hands.

He, Aizawa, Mina, and YaoMomo all stood there in a daze, and watched her retreating figure get smaller and smaller.

‘I love you.’

Was all Y/n texted to the class group chat, before silencing her phone, as she began making her way to the roof.

👽: ‘Y/n?! What’s that supposed to mean? Talk to me. What’s going on?’

💵💸💰: ‘Y/n, hon, you there? Talk to us. What’s going on? You’re never like this. Please talk to us so we can help you.’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Rockstar? Hello? Why aren’t you answering us?’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Coffee Bean? What are you doing?’

Pushing the double doors open, Y/n made her way over to the roof, and checked her phone. She went to the class group chat, and began typing.

😀😃: ‘Just as I was about to take my shoes off of the rooftop, there I see a girl with braided hair here before me’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘My Rockstar, what are you doing on the roof? And why’d you take your shoes off? What’s wrong?’

👽: ‘Love, please don’t do anything crazy. Come back to class and we can talk things out. Please!’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Puppy? Is this about the messages I saw? If it is, let’s talk about it. You don’t have to do this!’

🔌⚡️: ‘Sparks, I’m not entirely sure what’s going on here, but I agree with the others. Let’s talk things out. I’m sure we can help you…but for that to happen, we need you to talk to us.’

😀😃: ‘Despite myself, I go and scream "Hey, don't do it, please!"’

👽: ‘Y/n, what are you saying? If the girl you saw was about to jump, and you saved her, then that’s awesome, but that doesn’t change the fact that YOU need to get off the roof. Why are you even up there to begin with? And what roof for that matter?!’

💵💸💰: ‘I agree with Mina. You need to get down, Y/n. And again, why do you even have your shoes off in the first place?’

👟👟: ‘Martinez, please get down. And also, it’s not nice to scream at people.’

😀😃: ‘Whoa, wait a minute, what did I just say? I couldn't care less, either way. To be honest, I was somewhat pissed.’

🎈🎈: ‘Why are you mad, Y/n? And what do you mean you could care less? That not the Y/n we know, you’d never say something like that. You’re one of the most caring people in our class.’

🔌⚡️: ‘And what do you mean what did you just say? You just said that you were on a rooftop, then you said that you told someone not to jump. What’s going on here, Sparks? What are you talking about?’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Puppy, I don’t know what’s going on with you exactly, but if I had to guess, I’d say it’s got something to do with the messages you showed me. I’m not sure what you’re trying to say, or hint at, but I do know that you said you wanted to talk to me and Kaachan about something in the dorms, or anywhere that wasn’t Recovery Girl’s office.’

🐸🪷: ‘Ribbit. Froglet, you know we’re all here for you. So please, tell us what’s going on. Kero. We all want to help in any way we can, but we can’t do anything, if we don’t know anything. You’re scaring me, Lilypad. I don’t want anything happening to you. As a matter of fact, where are you? I’m coming to get you down, Lilypad.’

😀😃: ‘This was an opportunity missed; the girl with braided hair told me her woes; you've probably heard it all before: “I really thought that he might be the one, but then he told me he was done.’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Wait, is that all that’s going on, my little Rockstar? A break up? And Midoriya, you keep mentioning something about messages you saw. What’s that about, and what messages are you even referring to? The only messages I know about are the ones from Y/n that sound sketchy and alarming.’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Y/n showed me her messages on her phone, and let’s just say that they’re not good. From what I’ve read, it seems like-‘

😀😃: ‘Don’t say anything about it, Midoriya. Please. No one else needs to know. Besides it’s not that important anyway.’

🔌⚡️: ‘Y/n, did you just break character? Doesn’t matter. Will you finally tell us what’s going on?’

👟👟: ‘I’m with Kaminari on this one, Martinez. Besides, you haven’t answered a single question anyone has asked you yet. That’s kinda rude, y’know.’

🐱🐶: ‘Also, what do you mean by opportunity missed? What opportunity are you taking about? And why haven’t we heard anything from Shoji, Bakugo, Sero, Todoroki, Tokoyami, Kirishima, or Ojiro?’

🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛: ‘I’m right here, Koda. Sorry it took so long for me to say anything, but anyways, I’d say the point still stands. What opportunity are you talking about, Darkness? And if this is because of a break up, then, why? I mean I get it, break ups are the worst, but that doesn’t mean you have to go this far or anything.’

🐙🦑: ‘Tokoyami’s right, Y/n. Just because someone broke your heart, doesn’t mean you should just let it consume you, or that you have to do anything drastic like this. Besides, I’m sure you’ll find the one for you sooner or later. Wait, guys, she said the girl with braided hair said that. The line was “the girl with braided hair told me her woes; you’ve probably heard it all before. “‘I really thought that he might be the one, but then he told me he was done.”’’

The others in the group chat didn’t catch that, until Shoji pointed it out. Quick side note: Aoyama isn’t going to be a part of this story, and neither is Sato.

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Why does it matter what the line was? I don’t think it hardly matters, or makes a difference. Y/n, my little Rockstar, why won’t you just talk to us? That’s all we’re asking.’

😀😃: ‘For God's sake, please! Are you serious? I just can't believe that for some stupid reason, you got here before me.’

🔌⚡️: ‘What do you mean before you, Sparks? I mean, I agree that it is a stupid reason, but like I just asked, what do you mean by before you? Wait, don’t tell me you were actually going to…?’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Kaminari, I’m not sure if that’s what she’s hinting at, but let’s just wait and see. If anymore of her texts seem sketchy, then I’ll go get Aizawa, and let him know what’s going on.’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Midoriya, I think Kaminari has a point here. It is a stupid reason for jumping, if that what she’s thinking about doing, but at the same time, I want to know what she means by before her as well. So, my little Rockstar, what did you mean by that?’

🐙🦑: ‘Guys, she probably didn’t mean it in that kind of way; but it still does seem sketchy. Let’s just wait and see what else she says. If it seems to be getting too sketchy, then I’ll let Aizawa know.’

📼: ‘Should we really wait though? I mean, what if we wait too long, and something ends up happening with Y/n? That could be bad.’

As Sero was texting, Y/n typed the next line, but nobody saw or read it, because they were too busy talking with Sero, and each other.

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Wait guys, hold up. I just saw another message from Y/n. Everyone stop texting for just a minute, otherwise we won’t be able to see the next lines.’

😀😃: ‘Are you upset 'cause you can't have what you wanted? You're lucky that you've never gotten robbed of anything.’

🐸🪷: ‘Guys, I just read the next line. And the messages seem to be getting a little bit more sketchy the more Y/n types. Read the message she just sent, and tell me what you guys think.’

🔥❄️: ‘Snowflake, what do you mean? Did someone rob you?’

👟👟: ‘If someone did, then that’s something you should tell Aizawa about. I’m sure he could help you find whatever it is, and get it back to you.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘Who the hell robbed you, Explosion?! I’ll fucking murder their ass! Tell me who they are!’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Kaachan, calm down. I don’t think it’s that kind of robbed. I could be wrong, but I don’t think I am.’

🪨: ‘If it’s not that kind of robbed, then what else could it be, Midoriya? What kind of robbed are you thinking of?’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘I can’t say, Kirishima, but trust me on this. It’s not the kind of robbed you’re thinking of.’

🪨: ‘Tell us, man. It wouldn’t be very manly of you if you didn’t enlighten us about what’s going on.’

🔌⚡️: ‘Yeah, come on, Midoriya. Enlighten us. If you know something we don’t, fill us in. We want to help, but we can’t do that if we don’t know anything.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘TELL US WHAT THE HELL IT IS THAT YOU MEAN, DEKU! IM NOT MESSING AROUND! THIS IS MY EXPLOSION WERE TALKING ABOUT, SO IF YOU KNOW SOMETHING, SPILL THE FUCKING BEANS, AND TELL US!’

🥋: ‘Bakugo, you don’t always have to scream, especially when texting. But, he’s got a point, Midoriya. If you know something that we don’t, then tell us. Don’t keep us in the dark. I thought we were all friends, and if that’s the case, then I don’t think friends should keep things from each other.’

👽: ‘Yeah, tell us, Midoriya. We all want to help.’

💵💸💰: ‘Why are you and Y/n both acting so weird, Midoriya? Before, you were talking just as much as the rest of us, but now, you’ve basically gone silent on us. What’s that about?’

🎈🎈: ‘Come on Deku. We’re not going to stop asking. Besides, Bakugo told me that almost any time you found out something new about someone, you take notes. I guess Y/n is the only exception, huh? Anyways, I’m getting off topic. We’re all curious to know what you’re talking about.’

😀😃: ‘I'm feeling better, thank you for listening; the girl with braided hair then disappeared. Alright, today's the day, or so I thought, just as I took both of my shoes off. There was but a girl, short as can be;’

💥🧨🔥: ‘Shorter than you? They must be a fucking dwarf at that point. And why the hell do you keep taking your damn shoes off? What the hell is wrong with you, idiot? Just keep them on! Especially if you’re outside! You could get a damn infection otherwise, stupid idiot.’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Kaachan! That’s mean, and yeah, I get it; Y/n’s not the tallest in the class, but she’s not a dwarf either! But you do have a bit of a point. Why do you keep taking your shoes off, Coffee Bean? Also, i just remembered that you said you were outside. Why haven’t you came back inside yet?’

Everyone else seemed too busy with messaging each other to pay attention to the messages Y/n was sending now, everyone apart from Bakugo and Deku that is.

😀😃: ‘Despite myself, I go and scream; the petite girl told me her woes; You've probably heard it all before.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘Why the hell are you repeating yourself, you damn idiot? You’ve already said this! Let me guess, next line is going to be another stupid reason. Just hurry up and type the next line, fucking Nerd.’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Kaachan!’

😀😃: ‘Everyone ignores me, everyone steals; I don't fit in with anyone here.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘Let me guess “For God’s sake please! Are you serious? I just can’t believe that for some stupid reason you got here before me?”’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘'Cause even so, you're still loved by everyone at home. There's always dinner waiting on the table, you know.’

😀😃: ‘“Im hungry said the girl as she shed a tear. The girl short as can be then disappeared.’

👽: ‘You saved someone else, Y/n? Good for you! And Jiro, how did you and Bakugo know what she was going to type next?’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘It took me a minute to realize that it’s a song. I’ve heard before when I was younger, but I had forgotten about it. I don’t know how Bakugo knew though.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘It’s because the damn pipsqueak was repeating herself. And if you extras were actually paying attention, then maybe you’d know that!’

Y/n messaged Deku alone, and told him that she actually wasn’t loved by everyone at home.

🥦: ‘What’s that supposed to mean, Coffee Bean?’

😀😃🥲: ‘Do you remember me telling you to look through my messages? Did you see the way my mom texted me? She’s the one who doesn’t love me, and I honestly don’t think she ever did. My dad’s always been the one to take care of me growing up, while my mom usually just sat in the corner barely even acknowledging me. I haven’t told anyone about this, not even Katsuki. Please don’t say anything about this to the rest of the class. I’ll tell them later.’

A few minutes later, they both went back to the group chat, and Y/n continued texting the next set of lyrics.

😀😃: ‘And like that, there was someone every day; I listened to their tale, I made them turn away. And yet there was no one who would do this for me; no way I could let out all this pain.’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Pain? What kind of pain are you talking about, my little Rockstar? If you’re in pain, then why don’t you go see Recovery Girl?’

💵💸💰: ‘Everyday? What do you mean everyday? Why are you going outside, and taking your shoes off everday? Just like Bakugo said earlier, you can get infections if you do that.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘What the hell do you mean you’re in pain, you damn Nerd? Which one of the idiotic extras hurt you?!’

😀😃: ‘For the very first time, there I see; someone with the same pains as me. Having done this time and time again, she wore a yellow cardigan.’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Time and time again? And what do you mean for the first time? You still haven’t answered any of our questions about the the pain you said you were in. What’s going on, my little Rockstar? Why won’t you talk to us? And I don’t mean in song lyrics.’

🐸🪷: ‘Wait same pains? Earlier you said there was no way you could let out all your pain. What pain are you talking about, Lilypad? I can go with you to see Recovery Girl, if you want me to.’

👽: ‘Besides, should you even be walking around if you’re in pain? It could make it worse.’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Guys, I got Aizawa! He just joined our group chat.’

😴😴: ‘What’s going on here, Problem Children? I was in the middle of taking a nap. This better be good, or important.’

Everyone: ‘Backscroll, Mr. Aizawa!’

👽: ‘It’s Y/n-Chan! I think she’s thinking about doing something bad!!’

😀😃: ‘"I just wanna stop the scars that grow, every time that I go home; that's why I came up here instead". That's what the girl in the cardigan said.’

😴😴: ‘Martinez, Problem Child, whats going on?! Where are you?! What are you thinking of doing?!!’

🐸🪷: ‘You’re really starting to worry me now, Lilypad. What are you saying? What scars are you talking about? I haven’t seen any scars on you; I never have.’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘Y/n, Puppy. Why didn’t you talk to me sooner. I’m so sorry, Coffee Bean. You don’t and didn’t deserve any of that.’

💥🧨🔥: ‘What the hell are you talking about, Deku? She didn’t and doesn’t deserve what?! Also, why the fuck are you apologizing? You didn’t even do anything!’

👽: ‘I’m actually really scared to ask this Y/n, but is your home life okay? Does someone at home hurt you?’

🔌⚡️: ‘Mina! You can’t just ask something like that! Especially out of the blue! My Lightning Bug can handle herself, isn’t that right, Sparks?’

😀😃: ‘Yeah, sure, Kami. Whatever you say.🥲’

🐙🦑: ‘Y/n, please talk to us. We want to help you. We’ve been asking this whole time, but you haven’t said anything, or hardly given a response. And Jiro, what’s the name of this song?’

😴😴: ‘Problem Child, tell me what’s going on! Please! Me, and all of your classmates want to help you!’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘It’s called “My R”, and I believe the “R” stands for “Resolve”. And Shoji is right, Rockstar. You haven’t answered a single question yet. What’s going on? You can talk to us; as a matter of fact, that’s exactly what we want you to do. We want you to talk to us.’

🎈🎈: ‘Why aren’t you responding to us, Y/n? Did we do something to you? I’m sorry if we did.’

📼/🥋: ‘Yeah Y/n. Usually you’re one of the most talkative people in class, but lately, you’ve been uncharacteristically quiet. This isn’t like you. At all. What’s going on? You don’t have to tell us everything, just tell us how we can help you.’

🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛: ‘My Darkness, we all want to help you out, but you’re not doing anything to help us help you. You’re not talking to us.’

🔥❄️: ‘Snowflake, please let us in. Please, don’t keep us in the dark. We’re your friends, and we’re always going to have your back.’

😀😃: ‘Whoa, wait a minute, what did I just say? I couldn't care less, either way; but in the moment I just screamed something that I could not believe; "Hey, don't do it, please!"’

💥🧨🔥: ‘Quit repeating yourself already, you fucking loser! It’s giving me a headache!’

💥🧨🔥 has been removed from the chat by 🥦🦸‍♀️🦸.

👟👟: ‘Why’d you remove Bakugo, Midoriya? I get that he screams everything, even in texts, but was removing him really necessary?’

🥦🦸‍♀️🦸: ‘I’ll talk to Kaachan later, for now, we need to worry about Y/n. I told her that I wouldn’t say anything, but I think you guys should know.’

😀😃: ‘DONT YOU DARE, IZUKU!🤬’

By this point, things were becoming too chaotic in the class group chat, that it stated to overwhelm Y/n and Deku.

😀😃: ‘Ah, what to do? I can't stop this girl, oh this is new; for once, I think I've bitten off more than I can chew. But even so, please just go away, so I can't see your pitiful expression is just too much for me.’

💵💸💰: ‘What do you mean you can’t stop this girl? Did she jump, or are you still trying to talk her out of it?’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Midoriya, you and Kirishima go run outside, and wait behind the school. Uraraka, you and Tsu take the back of Heights Alliance. Midoriya, text Bakugo and tell him to go with you and Kirishima. Todoroki, you go with Uraraka and Asui!’

As everyone was running to get to where Jiro told them, the rest of the class was wondering what was going on.

😀😃: ‘I guess today is just not my day; she looked away from me and then she disappeared. There's no one here today, I guess it's time; it's just me, myself and I.’

🔌⚡️: ‘Sparks? What do you mean by that? Did you save the girl? And what do you mean by “it’s time”? It’s just you by yourself now? What’s that supposed to mean?’

🎶🎧🎸: ‘Kaminari, everyone that’s still in the group chat, keep texting Y/n! Do NOT let her get off the group chat, or go offline!

😴😴: ‘Ashido, see if you can actually call Martinez. I’m gonna see if I can either meet up with Midoriya, and Kirishima, or with Asui, and Uraraka. Everyone, try and keep Y/n on the phone!’

😀😃: ‘There is no one who can interfere; no one to get in my way here. Taking off my yellow cardigan; watching my braids all come undone. This petite girl, short as can be is gonna jump now and be free. I love you, everyone. Hope you guys enjoyed the song, and our time together.’

😀😃 is offline.

Everyone split up and took either the back of the school, or the back of Heights Alliance, and hoped they weren’t too late.

‘This is the last thing I want to say to you, Mother! Fuck you, and I’m doing you the BIGGEST FAVOR I can. Since you obviously don’t even love me, I hope this makes you happy. Goodbye.’

With that, Y/n tossed her phone behind her, after removing her passcode, and stood on the other side of the railing, and let herself fall.

As she began falling, she looked up at the sky, and smiled as big as she could, finally feeling free from her mom. She had her arms open, and felt the cool breeze against her face, and finally felt at peace.

She felt someone grab her from behind, and wondered who it could’ve been, until she saw blonde spiky hair. Fuck. Out of everyone, why’d he have to be the one to catch me? If he knew how my mom has been treating me, he’d want to kill her. Fuck this shit.

Landing on the ground, Y/n was thrown out of Bakugo’s arms, and skidded down the sidewalk. “What the fuck, you stupid ass Nerd?!? What the hell?!” She heard the sadness in his voice, and looked to the side.

“ANSWER ME, YOU DAMN IDIOT! What the fuck were you thinking!?” “I-“ Bakugo picked her up, and threw her even further down the pathway.

“Why the fuck did you do that?! You’re my Explosion, don’t you understand that, you idiot?! God, how worried were you planning on making me, and the others?!”

“Kaachan! Did you find-Kaachan!” Deku yelled, as he saw what was happening. He ran over, and restrained Bakugo with BlackWhip, and told Kirishima to take care of Y/n.

“Why?! What’s the reasoning behind this?! Why the fuck do you want to die so badly?! What’s so wrong in your life that you feel the need to end it?!?”

“My mom wants me gone.” She muttered, looking at the ground. “She hates me. She always has. She’s never cared about me. She’s been abusing me my whole life; while not physically, emotionally for sure. Dad’s always been good to me, but I don’t think he likes or loves me either. I don’t have anywhere to go, no home to go back to, no family. So, what’s the point in even living anymore? It’s not like anyone actually needs me or wants me. You probably just saved me out of pity, and because Zuku probably told you everything.”

Bakugo growled, and told her to speak up, before he burned the shit out of her. She picked her head up at that, and gave him a soft, sad smile.

“Do it, Katsuki.” She said softly, catching everyone’s attention. “Gemstone, what-?” She looked behind her at Kirishima, and gave him the same smile as Bakugo.

“You know everything, don’t you, Katsuki? I’m sure Izuku told you by now. From the slap, to the messages I showed him.”

Bakugo gave her a confused look, and let himself relax slightly. “What are you talking about, Explosion? The Nerd-Deku-Izuku hasn’t told me anything. What’s going on here, Explosion? Talk to me.”

It was only now that she realized that Deku most likely hadn’t told Bakugo, or anyone anything. “Izu..” she said, softly, before feeling her knees buckle.

Bakugo got out of Deku’s arms, and walked over to his Explosion. He picked her head, and made her look at him.

“My Explosion, my Starshine, please tell me what’s going on. I want to know. I really do.”

She hugged him tightly, and asked him why he even saved her. “Did you not just hear me? I said that you’re my Explosion. And I want to know why you just tried to throw your life away like that.”

#anime x reader #bnha #anime x female reader #class1a #fanfic #Bakugo x Reader #caring Bakugo

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theheaterishot · 2 years ago

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Scrah, hurry up and draw this pair for me already.

#class1a #fanart #Scrah #GL #illustration

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mindmotives01 · 1 year ago

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KIYOTAKA AYANOKOJI - Control your mind

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girlsgurly · 1 year ago

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Hi, BNHA fandom!

Asking for a friend, does anyone know the name of a fanfic where bakugou installs a metal door on the dorm kitchen and class 1-A passes most of the fanfic trying to destroy the door or convince bakugou to take it down

#bnha #class1a #fanfic #bakugou katsuki #mha #humor

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talecomet · 2 years ago

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check out my mha edit!!

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#deku #bnha #mha #class1a #edit #mha spoilers #mha deku #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha art #fan edit #amvedit #amv #anime amv #eden #fumes #capcut #Youtube

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class1akids · 11 months ago

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MHA 428 - what an utter waste of a chapter this close to the end.

OK, so things we learnt:

There are interview requests for Class A, but Aizawa is rejecting them on behalf of the kids. So nobody among them has told their story yet.

Class A is cleaning up / civilians are giving them not only sweaty T-shirts, but also food. If Hori tries to sell this as progress, I'd like to remind him that this already happened in the previous war.

Edgeshot-worm will survive (color me surprised!)

Cementoss is a first-year homeroom teacher now

The kids are not obliged to stay in the dorms, but they can. (Shouto is staying in the dorms, duh)

Uraraka is still faking to be fine, but she's not fine as noticed by Tsuyu.

The camera battery ran out and did not capture Toga's sacrifice

Uraraka is crying on the cliff's edge, Deku is running to her.

IMO, this was quite a nothing chapter, but it again builds slowly towards the need to tell the story of not only Deku but of everyone, because what the journalists capture is only partial truth. So to change hearts, Ochako and Izuku have to talk about Toga and Tenko.

I'm getting the feeling even more that this is where it's all heading.

Also, I wish this whole save the villains thing wasn't conflated with the romance and Shouto could be a part of it, so we could see his feelings.

#c1a asks #bnha manga spoilers #bnha manga leaks #bnha 428 #class1a reads bnha

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lance-space-mommy · 6 months ago

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Unknowingly Mysterious But Funny

Quirk analysis was something Izuku did the moment he learned how to write. He’s always been in love with heroes and quirks abilities, so he decided to combine the two.

With each year that passed, Izuku filled 1-2 notebooks full of hero analysis. As time passed his abilities sharpened. He was better at reading battles, comprehending moves, and determining the difference between calculated fighting and quick reflexes.

Putting his analysis to use was nothing more than a dream Izuku had. Of course, that’s all his life could be without a quirk. He’d never be able to investigate what he’s capable of or think about how his quirk would work against different quirks. He was quirkless, the baseline of human capabilities.

Then the unthinkable happens, he meets the underground hero Eraserhead. It was completely by accident, but upon revealing his accurate hero analysis to the underground hero, it was hard to convince the adult that.

No one he’d ever met in his life had told him that he would be a good hero. So, imagine his surprise when the underground pro hero Eraserhead told him that he had great potential.

It was a dream come true.

The moment he shared with Aizawa was enough to motivate him to train to near perfection. When the entrance exam came, Izuku felt confident of his performance in all aspects. As he walked home, he knew he aced the written portion, and he did manage to destroy a handful of bots before saving a girl stuck under rubble.

Still, saving the girl was no easy feat and Recovery Girl handed him some gummies to replenish his strength. As Izuku finished enjoying the stamina gummy from Recovery Girl, she slipped a note to him. Raising a brow, he opened it up slowly. Inside contained a small keycard and a room number written on it.

Initially confusion plagued Izuku. He was an average applicant to UA with no special ties to the school. He had never met Recovery Girl before either, so it was shocking that she approached him for the sole purpose of slipping a note.

It felt like a set up, but he had to put his trust in the heroes. Maybe the applicants that were going to be accepted all got a secret note? Still there were a lot of successful people within his group alone who haven’t gotten a note.

Marching his way to the front doors of the main building, he was shocked to see the card worked. As he entered the corridors of the building, excitement filled his being. He was walking inside the number one hero school in Japan: the notorious UA. Being able to see his dream school in person was nothing short of a dream come true.

The corridors were tall, wide, and painfully long. The doors that led to rooms were just as big as the rest of the building. So much so that Izuku wondered how many individuals with gigantism-based quirks attended UA.

When he reached the room, he happily opened the door only to be greeted by a white… mouse?

“Welcome Izuku Midoriya, I apologize for the inconvenience. I am Principal Nezu,” introduced Nezu fondly, wearing a small smile with his paws resting on the table top.

“Oh! It’s a pleasure to meet you, mister Nezu sir!” squeaked Midoriya as he violently bowed.

“No need to be formal. I simply couldn’t resist meeting the person who caught the attention of Eraserhead,” revealed the adult charmingly.

Midoriya rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Really? Did he tell you that?”

Nezu nodded slowly, closing his eyes as his smile grew, spreading across his face. “Yes, he did. He told me everything. I must say, from what I’ve heard and with what I’ve seen today. You’ve made me want to do something I haven’t done in a long time.”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Midoriya barely mustered the courage to ask, “What may that be if you don’t mind me asking?”

“How would you like to take the final test to become my personal student?”

Midoriya became the first student in ten years to become Nezu’s personal student. While Midoriya wanted to be in the hero course, Nezu promised that his curriculum was nearly identical, but the difficulty level was higher and there was more focus on the analytical and craft behind detective work for heroes.

Midoriya quickly became a hot topic in the school within the first month. No one knew who Midoriya was and apparently, he was hard to track.

Most students only knew who was in their classes and people in their grade. So, the only people who had a good chance of figuring out who Midoriya was were the first years, still they could mistake Midoriya for an upperclassman.

It didn’t take long for the attention to fall off Midoriya when UA found themselves in hot water. It became a recurring theme which caught the attention of Midoriya.

After spending two weeks analyzing class 1-A in secret, Midoriya determined he wanted to be their friend. He didn’t want to be the one to approach considering Bakugo was in the class and had bullied Midoriya up until they no longer saw each other.

Midoriya planted himself near Aizawa a lot more often. Class 1-A were constantly in close contact with their homeroom teacher so it didn’t take long for word to spread about a mysterious boy with green hair and freckles to spread among the group.

Kirishima and Kaminari were the most vocal about their curiosity and had gained the confidence to ask about it.

“Mister Aizawa,” called out Kirishima quickly.

“Yes, Kirishima,” sighed Aizawa, already knowing the red head was up to something judging from the look on Kaminari’s face.

Kirishima sucked in a breath before asking the question that plagued class 1-A’s minds. “Who is the green haired boy that always talks to you?”

Aizawa raised a brow, seeming rather indifferent to the question. “That’s Midoriya, Nezu’s student.”

The entire class erupted into chaos. They were the first people to know the identity of the secret student. Bakugo remained still in his seat, fuming at the reminder that Midoriya got into some special program of UA. Despite his irritation, he reminded himself Midoriya still didn’t make it into the hero course.

It was Wednesday and class 1-A was heading to the field for their two-hour gym session. Everything was progressing as normal until Aizawa waved to someone from behind the group.

Midoriya rushed past in a gym uniform wearing a bright smile. One by one, jaws dropped and eyes widened. No one could believe Midoriya was joining them for class.

“Everyone meet Midoriya. Today he will be joining us per Nezu’s request. He will 1v1 each of you for five minutes to analyze your quirk. This is a serious assignment for him compared to what it if for you all so do not mess around.”

As the sparring began, Midoriya made it clear he meant business. Everyone watched as his eyes concentrated on everything his opponent did and how they utilized their quirk. A common theme became clear. He’d grasp an understanding of the quirk and then use said quirk against its user.

In the end, he’d force his enemy to fight without their quirk which led to quick victory. Midoriya struggled with Tokoyami, Bakugo, and Todoroki. The quirks were overpowering, and only extensive use would lead to his ability to win. Still, Tokoyami was weakened by the sunlight. The blast and smoke residue from Bakugo’s explosions created blind spots that could be taken advantage of. Todoroki only used his ice side so Midoriya could take advantage of the unused left side.

By the time Midoriya went through everyone in the class, he was exhausted but pleased. He made his way over to Aizawa and pulled out his notebook.

“I got everything I need. You can resume normal training,” informed Midoriya bluntly, waving his pen at the group before him.

Aizawa grinned, peaking at the notes. “Send me your analysis whenever you finish. I can use your notes for future training ideas.”

“I can do that. I’ll put an emphasis on weaknesses then for you,” chuckled Midoriya, scribbling down on the page as he talked.

Midoriya sat on the ground, writing for the remaining thirty minutes as the class ran laps on the tracks. It was a rather peaceful moment for Midoriya.

While he’d never regret accepting Nezu’s offer, he wondered what all he missed out on by not following the typical hero route. Nonetheless, he was content. The class ended and he returned to Nezu to finish his analysis.

If class 1-A hadn’t already been hooked on Midoriya, they were now. Not only was he super smart, but he was incredibly powerful despite never displaying his quirk. Never once did he make a big show about winning or overpowering everyone. He was humble.

It became a mission for the class to catch Midoriya when he was alone. After spending an additional week trying to track him down, Momo had gotten an inside scoop that he frequented the rooftop to eat on Fridays.

When Friday rolled around, a small group was to greet him on the roof. Everyone knew it would be dumb to overwhelm him and risk missing their shot.

Uraraka, Kirishima, and oddly Todoroki were selected to go. Uraraka and Kirishima were selected to go because of their friendly and calm nature. Apparently, Todoroki had a fascination with Midoriya after their fight. No one knew they had been talking to one another during those five minutes, but it was enough for Midoriya to change Todoroki’s life.

When they spotted Midoriya on the roof he seemed to be doing an assignment. His back was facing them to avoid the sun messing up his laptop screen.

As they approached, they realized he was talking to himself. To be honest, it was not talking, but rather mumbling.

As they got closer to peek at the screen like a bunch of stalkers, they saw he was watching a video about categorizing quirks by eye color.

Right as Kirishima went to greet Midoriya, the boy spoke a bit louder than before. It was clear Midoriya was exasperated when he remarked, “Pink must mean… teleportation. And not that someone farted in both their eyes.”

Uraraka couldn’t hold back her laughter despite doing her best to quickly cover her mouth. It seemed that Kirishima was on the same page as he stepped back to laugh as well, grabbing his stomach.

Meanwhile Todoroki was standing there with a blank face. He thought Midoriya was being serious in his analysis, so he thought nothing of the comment.

Yelping at the sudden laughter coming from directly behind him, Midoriya whipped his head around. Initially Midoriya had been scared he was going to be bullied, but quickly relaxed upon seeing the familiar faces.

“Bro has anyone ever told you that you are super funny?” sighed Kirishima, trying to catch his breath.

Uraraka was wiping her tears from laughing so hard. Still, she managed to suck in enough air to agree. “Yeah, that little comment you made was hilarious.”

With his face blooming a bright red, Midoriya waved his hands violently. “No! That’s so crude of me! Please ignore that!”

Kirishima went to sit with Midoriya, flashing a charming smile. “Nah man, that was amazing!”

Todoroki smiled, sitting down as well. “Hello Midoriya.”

Turning to look at Todoroki, Midoriya flashed a soft smile. “Hi Todoroki.”

Uraraka looked back and forth between Midoriya and Todoroki before smirking. There wasn’t much there currently, but she felt a romance blooming.

“Oh, are you two close?” questioned Uraraka knowingly. It was clear Todoroki knew something more than them when it came to Midoriya.

Midoriya shook his head. “No, I’ve only talked to him the day I joined your class for training.”

Never once taking his eyes off Midoriya, Todoroki narrowed his eyes. “Why aren’t you in the hero course with us?”

Kirishima gawked at Todoroki’s audacity. He knew Todoroki was rather blunt, but this was a new level.

“I applied for the hero course! Uraraka was in the same group as me,” chuckled Midoriya, closing his laptop.

“Yeah, you saved me from the giant zero-pointer,” gasped Uraraka, bowing her head. “Thank you again for that. I wouldn’t be here right now if it hadn’t been for you!”

“Nonsense! You proved that you are a hero by earning all of those points! Either way, I know it may be confusing why I’m not in the hero course,” chuckled Midoriya awkwardly.

Flashing a charming smile, Kirishima pressed a bit. “So, what’s your story?”

“I accidentally met Aizawa in middle school. I managed to impress him, and he recommended me to Nezu. I passed Nezu’s test and accepted his offer to be his student,” revealed Midoriya swiftly, not one to enjoy talking about his achievements in front of others.

Todoroki looked into Midoriya’s eyes, laying it on thick as he announced, “You are truly amazing. I think my dad’s homophobic so dating you would be perfect.”

While Midoriya looked a mix of flattered and mortified, Uraraka and Kirishima fell into another fit of laughter.

Their conversation moved fast and didn’t make a lot of sense, but it felt right, nonetheless.

Despite the different path Midoriya took, it seems that he was still a part of the normal hero course. He made friends with the class, and even found a potential love interest.

Who would’ve thought showing off analysis and joking about pink eye would’ve been the two leading causes of his wonderful life.

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scragon · 2 years ago

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gaygaygay supersuper gay

#my art #class1a #ok but this is actually the start of the pitch because i want to make this an actual comic

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yvningshowers · 1 year ago

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Honestly if I think about it too hard Bakugou may be so liked because he is the shining image of a man overcoming his toxic masculinity. He is a character that is allowed change, and redemption, in a social climate where like... honestly these days people aren't really afforded that opportunity. And reality is quite different from fiction, real people are not open to interpretation the way fictional characters are, nor are they as easy to give a second chance to. But it's so fucking refreshing to see a character be given that opportunity, and to see it done so fucking well.

#IN THIS ESSAY I WILL #anyway #like burn me at the stake but Bakugou was so horribly traditionally masculine #and over the course of the show he yk #lesrns to be a person LMFAO like by RESPECTING other people #anyway love this guy #that class1a post clearly just stabbed into my heart and this is all of the juices just leaking out LMFAO

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serxinns · 3 months ago

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heya can you do a Yandere mha class1a x sheep reader🐑

They would instantly DIE

• if you're a touch-starved person then this is the class for you cause they won't keep their hands off that lovely fluffy hair or even accidentally touch your tail they love how your tail is just so small and floofy and if you tell them to stop they'll restrain themselves a bit to respect your boundaries but don't be surprised when they start doing it again.

•Lots.of.cuddles like tons of it and they suffocate the dekusquad group cuddlings are basically free for everyone's going to what body they wanna cuddle with ochako on your waist, izuku and shoto on each on your legs, Tsuyu nuzzling on your cheek, and Iida fidgeting in your hair just be glad they aren't loud snores you just had to hear their constant sleep talking about how much they love and cherish you and won't ever let them go, and if you do get overheated that's ok! Cause Shoto will chill his body a bit and nuzzle into you problem-solve!

•The bakusquad is a whole other level of suffocating they're a cuddling PILE which means one's on top of another and it's the constant moving and twitching they do especially Katsuki and Kirishima their hands are always accidentally meeting with your face or their leg laying on your waist Mina laying on top of you using it as some sort of pillow or if you're a small spoon you're laying on top of her sero arms around your neck and Denki just whatever he wants to lay, your thighs, your butt, your boob, this dude has no shame like actually no shame and if you're ever uncomfortable he'll makes excuses

They admire your fighting skills which is ramming you and they class all fight to spar or even just want to be your partner so they can baby you but you and Kirishima are literal sparing buddies the ideal match you should say, you would try out new ramming moves on him like rubbing towards him in duper speed or jumping and flipping off the walls like a bouncy ball to gain as much force to ram as hard as you can at him to the point you made him create a debt in the ground, while he practices his durability by letting you ram into him it's a win-win for the two of you!

I can also see you having the same vocabulary as Tsuyu when she says kero at the start and end; instead,, you say baa! Or mee, which everyone else finds cute, but we'll get to that later; you are always her go-to when she wants to hibernate. Your cozy, soft body hair, which has the warmth of a wooly blanket, makes her pass out immediately like it's not even a Joke anymore

tsuyu is more on the decent side of your crazy obsessive classmates but she has her tendencies like stealing your warm wooly clothes when it's winter or always touching your cozy soft hair you're just too soft she can't resist and it always makes the class jealous and envy but she didn't care

And the two of you also do this thing lemme show u

Y/n: baaa

Tsuyu: Kero

Y/n: baaa

Tsuyu: kero

Tokoyami: squawk

Random Student: what are they doi-

Class 1a: shhh *says while holding a video recorder*

Koda, on the other hand, now has a fixation on sheep. He literally has a sheep wallpaper on his phone, and learning about what sheep hybrids eat and can't eat's adorable, honestly, cause he'll go up to Sato and kindly ask if they could make some healthy treats for you!

Katsuki is the definition of a tsundere who would make fun of you every chance that he can get to the class's Dismay but also secretly sneak in your favorite snacks anonymously and whenever you complain about your pants not having a hole on the back to fit your tail he sneaks in your room and either cut holes so your tail can fit in it or convince his mom to make clothes fit just and only for you as a way of affection!

The girls would decorate your horns by putting jewelry around it(hakagure) or cute little horn warmers (made by Momo) when it's winter!

The boys (mostly denki ) would tug at your horns Aoyama would decorate your horns as well and at 1st would try and feed you alternate snacks other than cheese when he realized that you couldn't eat cheese

On Valentine's, the girls would send a BUNCH of yummy snacks presents and things you would like

And on a white day the boys do their own thing like Shoto giving you an expensive horn necklace or Iida gifting you your favorite book izuku and Yokoyama may not be able to give you expensive gifts like Katsuki Shoto and Iida but his poems are the most creative and beautiful denki would give you a drawing o you by the help of mineta

They all love and cherish their sheep darling just be sure to play your cards right cause the moment they see you in bad shape by someone or something they'll go to extreme lengths to get rid of that obstacle legally or not

#yandere bnha #yandere ua #tw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere mha #yandere class 1a #yandere blog #yandere fanfiction #bnha fluff #yandere izuku x reader #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere tsuyu #yandere momo #romantic yandere #platonic yandere #yandere class 1a x reader

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aceandurmom · 10 months ago

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Covert Sentinel- Part One

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League of Villains Spy infiltrates UA under the guise of being an assistant to help with the onslaught of oncoming villain attacks against hero students. Becoming an assistant for Class1A sounded perfect...but is it all that it's cracked up to be?

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It was odd. UA was such a prestigious school to get into, so how was it this easy for someone like you to infiltrate the establishment like this?

Tomura had informed you of a new mission that All For One had assigned you. A task he believed only you could perform efficiently. You had denied Shigaraki his request for your assistance for the USJ attack, and so the students had not seen your face. But you questioned the Supervillain’s sanity on this one. The staff was entirely comprised of ProHeroes, so there was no way someone like yourself could get in. Not to mention the fact that you weren’t exactly a 15 year old child, and the target was obviously the students of Class 1A, under Eraserhead himself- the idol of Shigaraki despite his known hatred to Pro's.

So how exactly had you ended up exactly where you were assigned to be under such circumstances?

Here was someone in the League of Villains and being introduced to the entire class of troublesome kids as their new assistant. Apparently, the school was desperate for some kind of relief against the offending villains. So Nezu had been on the lookout for someone capable of defending the 40 some students. The ProHeroes were at a loss, and so, here you were. The saving grace of the heroes themselves.

Standing awkwardly in front of judgemental teenagers, you waved with the most convincing smile you could muster. There were a few faces that caught your attention, two in particular were ones that AFO had pointed out to you. The other one was your own curiosity peeking.

There was a teen sitting near the back of the class, wild purple hair flying in every direction. His eyes were tired, bags resting below his lids and he was very clearly staring right through you. He was suspicious, confused as to why you were here. It was not at all common for people just to show up unannounced at UA of all places.

Eraserhead looked at you before gesturing to his class.

“This is..”

He blanked, turning to face you with a furrow in his brows. Aware he had not asked an important question.

“I apologize, I didn’t ask for the name you wanted to be addressed by.”

“Oh! Um- Exposure, please!”

He nodded, tired gaze picking up the wringing of your hands even behind your back.

“Right. This is Exposure, they will be both my assistant and your guard. Due to the uptick in the frequency of villain attacks, they will be on duty 24/7 in order to ensure your safety….and make my job easier.”

He mumbled the last part, huffing under his breath. Refusing to allow your annoyance make a scene, you simply nodded, once again smiling to the heathens glaring at you.

Before anyone could start firing question after question, a hand shakily made its way into the air.

“May I ask what your quirk is…?”

His voice was hesitant, but the determined glint shining behind his demeanor told you everything. This was one AFO had shown you, the priority of you being here- Izuku Midoriya, successor of All Might. To find out whatever you could of All Might through this small boy was the ultimate goal here.

You were not meant to cause chaos, just collect information during your stay. But the intensity of Midoriya’s eyes were throwing you. The urge to simply gouge out the eyes that were pinning you to the spot was overwhelming. Gulping the thought away, you opened your arms before bowing.

“Well, that would ruin the surprise! I wish to spar with all of you before revealing too much information about myself.”

Eraserhead side eyes your form, an eyebrow raised. Even he was unaware of the quirk you possessed. Apparently Nezu thought it would be entertaining to withhold the info until you revealed it yourself.

He caught your eyes before nodding his approval to your silent question.

“Alright then. Thank you, Exposure. That will transition us into our Homeroom activity. Get dressed in your hero outfits and meet us at Ground Beta.”

Thank god for that decision of his. Unknowingly, Eraserhead had just secured your victory over these brats.

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The Training Grounds were beyond your expectations. The city was vast, spreading in every direction you turned. Eyes wide, you turned sharply to face the student and Eraserhead. Throwing out your arms, you gesture wildly while explaining the exercise.

“In this exercise, you students will all be going up against me! 20 v 1! To win, all you need to do is target me and apprehend me with those faux quirk-suppressing handcuffs.”

Most of the class gaped, mouths dropped at such an idea for an assignment. It was normal for the students to train against Pros, but to have all of them against one was new.

Eraserhead had made to ask you a question, but a blonde and abrasive child interrupted him. He was the other teen to keep an eye on, but by the looks of it…he may be harder to convince than the League had originally thought.

“Alright then! What the hell are we waiting for then!?”

Pushing down the unhinged grin that threatened to reveal itself, you simply nodded at the boy.

“You all will have 5 minutes to discuss a strategy. Once the time is up, you will be let in the city and your goal is to detain me.”

Saluting to the stunned students, you disappeared through the gates of Ground Beta.

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The time ran through fast, just getting the others to calm down enough to talk took up two minutes of their allotted time. Bakugo groaned, frustration building at the time flying by. Before he was able to speak up, Iida had stepped up.

“It is not the time to be arguing!”

His voice echoed through the lobby, not leaving any student able to speak against him.

“Now, let’s discuss what we should do. Realistically, we should be able to find them before time runs out. There are too many of us and they do not know our attacks or patterns.”

Midoriya cut in, interjecting with a confident tone.

“That may be true, but the confidence they have with going against all of us tells otherwise. Plus, the same goes the other way. We don’t know anything about them either, or what their quirk may be.”

Izuku thought out loud, thumb and pointer finger holding his chin up.

Bakuo piped up.

“Idiots! We have a clue!”

Heads turned to the rough voice, the blonde’s arms crossed and face determined.

“And that would be..?”

Todoroki questioned.

“Their name.”

Momo’s eyebrows rose, an excited lilt to her voice.

“That’s right! Exposure! Now, what could that possibly tell us though?”

For the next minute, they discussed what they might be up against, not even hitting the most important topic of conversation before the buzzer sounded.

Kaminari groaned, a crestfallen look falling across his face. Hands coming to cover his face, he moaned.

“We’re so screwed, man.”

The door into the training ground opened.

As the students ran out of the lobby, Aizawa was soon met with the steps of a smaller being.

Turning around, the homeroom teacher was met with the sight of Nezu. The small principal was followed by some of his other colleagues, specifically the other teachers of Class 1A.

Ectoplasm, Midnight, Present Mic, and Nezu had come into the room. And Aizawa was not caught off guard by their appearance, especially when concerning the curious nature of the rat. What did surprise him was the man lingering behind the rest of the them.

Vlad.

The man stepped in behind the rest, and Aizawa couldn’t help but scowl at his presence.

“What are you doing here.”

Nezu chittered, a sound meant to indicate his cheer, but it only created goosebumps in its wake on every hero in the room. Even Vlad shuddered.

“Nezu said that if the need arises that the assistant would also be popping in to help with my kids.”

An eyebrow raised, Aizawa glanced at Nezu. The rat only swaying back and forth.

What an absolute joke.

“Fine. Come in then. They wanted to see what the kids were capable of themselves, so they decided against a 20 v 1, their goal is to simply detain them with handcuffs.”

“Huh.”

Vlad uttered like the dumbass he was. Aizawa was a patient man, but Vlad King had a way to push past that and just…rub him in the every wrong direction possible.

“Nezu, do you know their quirk?”

“I do.”

“And..?”

Yamada intervened, trying to pull the answer from him.

Only for Nezu to smile.

Huffing, the heroes only turned to face the cameras showcasing the city. A thoughtful look passed Midnight’s face, Aizawa knew she was smart but there was no telling what the assistant’s quirk may be.

Nemuri turned to him.

“What was the name they decided to go by then?”

“Exposure.”

Nezu perked up, an evil laugh trying to keep hidden.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes at the rat.

“You’re pleased. I’m assuming the name is incredibly relevant then?”

“The name is perfect. I chose it after all.”

And wasn't that telling enough.

–

The timer was up, and you were flitting through the city. Building to building you searched through the Training Grounds that UA was semi-known for. It was enthralling to see the buildings that were created only to be inevitably destroyed. The fact that UA was training hero students to be destructive and not care much for their surroundings was mind blowing. Though…the fact that even current heroes would continuously cause extensive property damage wasn’t all that surprising when looking at UA. Pulling together your thoughts, you found a building on the outskirts of the good parts of the city. The skyscraper was average, nothing different about it or special. Climbing through the elevator shaft, you made your way to a space between floors.

Then, you tapped into the quirk that everyone was so curious about.

Closing our eyes and opening them, you flitted through the cameras and scanned through them as quickly as you could. Your quirk?

Camera. Every camera popped up in your field of vision within a mile of you, cycling through 12 cameras in a pane. If there was a specific camera you wanted to gain access into, then you very much could, all you had to do was focus a little harder. Technically, the max cameras you could look at at once was 12, but you could cycle through 12 at a time.

Flitting through all of them closest to you, you saw that none of the students were even near you. Stretching your quirk further out, you finally managed to lay eyes on the students. In truth, you knew more than you should about them and their quirks. Between your own research, anxious about the mission, and Tomura’s ramblings, you knew of every quirk and name in the class.

The ones you were most worried about in the current situation were Jirou’s, Koda’s, Tokoyami’s. Those three were the ones most suited for trying to find you at the moment.

10 minutes passed before one of them managed to come close to your designated building. You had seen them near the entrance. Of course, it had been Midoriya. The kid managed to surpass every expectation anyone ever had, and here he was doing just that once again.

He seemed to have a feeling, so, he called out to Jirou, Yaoyarozu, Todorki, and Bakugo. For some reason they had been the ones that Midoriya had decided to team with. A genius idea in itself.

Once the team stepped into the building, you tried to stop breathing as best you could, not wanting to be heard in any capacity. Unfortunately, there was nothing you could do about your heart thumping erratically in both excitement and anxiety. You were thrilled to put them to the test, to see what exactly the League had struggled against during the USJ.

And Jirou had heard you, leading the rest of them into the elevator. Unable to hide your excitement any further, you lept at them once the elevator had faced your floor. The girl had tried to warn them, but there was nothing to say once you were already in their face.

You jumped at the blonde, already seeing him flex his fingers in preparation of firing off his quirk. Having your own cuffs, you got the blonde disqualified and then quickly escaped the elevator. You fled to the window, locking eyes with Midoriya and jumping out. The glass shattered on impact, allowing you to flee from the building and out into the city below with minimal damage.

The black gloves covering your hands were normally used to conceal your fingerprints, but they did have multiple functions. The perks of such gloves were demonstrated by Tomura. Only too eager to asist in helping you destry UA brats. One of which was the metal that now clawed at the structure you were once inside. You clutched at the building before scanning through the cameras once more. There were students scattered through the city, all scouring every inch to try to seek you out.

The thrill returned, an excitement climbing up our throat and threatening to release in the form of a delighted laugh.

It seems as if you were distracted for too long, as Iida had caught sight of you from below.

He shouted, his voice carrying through the silent city and alerting the rest of his class of your location. By the time you went to jump to another fixture, you were surrounded. Heaving a breath, you couldn’t help the smile finally breaking through.

And Yamada locked on to it. Focusing on the grin that made up of half your face. A sinister gleam shining through and desperately asking to be paid attention to.

Yamada noticed.

And his stomach clenched, and there was no denying the flush that spread across his face.

–

The assignment ended before anyone could get their hands on the other…not including Bakugo.

Who was very angrily screeching still stuck in the elevator. Left behind after the rest of his team had gone to find you. The entire class made it back to lobby, where the pros were lingering.

Choosing to ignore them for now, you turned to the kids.

“First off, Bakugo’s team.”

The students in question perked up, eager to hear the praise they were so expecting.

Only to be sorely disappointed. Your frown telling enough. With the way the group had ignored Bakugo, you tried to draw out the negative emotions surrounding the event, trying to pry into that weakness that the class had shown. Maybe the way the others treat the blonde would turn him more towards you and the League-

“The fact that you all abandoned your comrade in action was surprising to me. The fact that you all are heroes in training is baffling to me when you don’t even care about those you work with everyday of your life.”

Bakugo’s head whipped up, mouth open to retort before Momo answered. He may have been the one to be left behind, but he wasn't surprised that it had happened. This was what had been taught to happen. To go after the villain in every case to prevent further damage.

“I apologize! You see, we’ve been taught to prioritize apprehending the villain before anything else”

Not expecting the answer, you gaped. Appalled at the behaviors that were occuring, hell, that were encouraged.

“I…What about your comrades, the civilians!?”

You were shocked, but it made sense. The way the heroes acted and performed were suddenly explained, and you were disgusted. You ad originally thought it to be the Hero Commission itself, but the truth was more concerning.

A glare passed your face, turning to direct it to Nezu.

He only shrugged.

“Are you fucking kidding me!?”

Yamada was intrigued. And oh so enraptured at the sudden emotion coming from you in the moment.

From the interview where you had to meet and answer questions, you were met with Yamada, Nezu, Vlad, and Aizawa. You had been nervous for a split second, but there was nothing that could curb your excitement. To be face to face with Shiggy’s idol was enough for you to be smug about. So you honed in on the emotion, ignoring the nerves that continued to shake your entire being.

And not once had the pro hero seen you do anything other than smile politely or frantically shake your hands in- faux- worry.

And he had been fascinated by you, everything about you had grabbed his attention. Your demeanor, your smile, the way you interacted with those around you. It had been a while before you had stopped stuttering, but that only endeared him to you even more.

To see you now in such a rage over ignoring your hurt comrades, it was flustering him. There was affection for you brimming to the surface, but he had to push it down, shove it even. Loyalty was huge for him, and to see someone share the sentiment...

And Aizawa noticed. Because of course he did. Shota and him had been friends since they had met in middle school, sticking close to each other from that day on.

To see him blushing and watching you so intently was honestly unexpected.

–

The day was over.

Fucking finally.

Other than this morning in homeroom, you were pushed around like a little servant. Getting this, grading that, making coffee, getting someone lunch. God, you don’t think you could do this everyday until AFO decides to make a move.

Texting your coordinates to Kurogiri on the burner phone, you walked to the nearest alley to wait for the man.

And ever efficient, he was there as soon as you entered into the shadows.

Warping to the bar, you finally relaxed. Dropping straight to the floor, you flopped down and sighed. Relishing the feeling of being home after such a long day.

You heard laughter coming from beside the bar, and refusing to face anyone yet, you pushed your face further into the bloodied carpet.

Only for your plan to be decimated by another blonde. She lept from her spot on the ruined couch and flopped onto your back. Breath stuck in your lungs you couldn’t exhale the air there once she began jumping up and down and asking questions.

A dark chuckle came from the couch where Toga had come from, and by the sound of it, the bastard did not feel bad for you at all. A glare formed once more, this time you directed it to Dabi. Only for him to laugh even harder.

The only one that was a decent person at the moment was Compress, who oh so graciously lifted Toga from your back and deposited her back where she came from. Signing a quick thank you, you lifted from your position and angrily stomped to the computer screen that was forever stationed at the bar counter.

You pointed, a scowl overcoming your lovely features.

“I absolutely hate UA. I cannot go back there, sir. There is absolutely no way. They ran me like a slave, nothing like a guard like they so advertised. The only time I interacted with the students was during homeroom.”

His voice was heard reverberating and staticky. AFO’s face appeared in the screen after weeks of his absence. The air was sucked from the room. Every head was turned and a serious look replaced the joyful ones moments before.

“I understand the hatred of being stuck with heroes for so long, let alone students aspiring to be one. But you must understand, my dear, you are the only one who can accomplish this task.”

It was know AFO was a master manipulator, but god, he was fucking good at it. No matter how much you tried to ignore the pretty words he spewed to lure you further in.

There was nothing you could do to stop the delight that passed beneath your skin. To be needed. To be wanted. To be useful to someone.

That’s all you wanted.

And AFO knew that.

Dabi approached behind you, hand scorching the small of your back. He returned you to the current time, back to the present and inside your own head again. No longer lost in the past.

You tried to deny the man, to explain you really wouldn’t be able to stay composed at such a place. But he left as soon as he appeared.

Shigaraki reached out, hand reaching to cover yours. The artist glove on his right hand was appreciated. But at the moment, you only wanted him to decay your skin and kill you in your dread.

Dabi’s hand retreated, but it was soon replaced by Shiggy’s other hand. Embracing you, Tomura pet your hair, trying to soothe you after the frustrating day. Knowing that emotions tend to run wild in your head, they all did. Every single one of them bearing witness at least once to the horrors you happened to conjure up in throes of such...passion.

“Kill me now.”

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