heart on fire ; k. bakugou [HIATUS]

Alone

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"Explain yourselves. Now." Mr. Aizawa's piercing gaze landed on both Bakugou and I intensely while standing in the middle of the teacher's lounge.

Neither of us showed any signs of speaking anytime soon. I looked down in embarrassment.

How did I let this happen?

FLASHBACK

"WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS GIRLY?!? SOME KIND OF GAME!!" Endeavor screamed so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts. He was utterly pissed and I was the one who made him that way.

Please.. stop calling me that..

"You're telling me my son is in the hospital recovering from wounds he got for fighting the hero killer and you couldn't put your pride aside to take care of one villain?" His words cut deep.

Because he was right.

Shoto went off to help Midoriya and Iida fight the hero killer, Stain, while I was fighting with Bakugou because we couldn't work together for two seconds to stop that damn Nomu. I turned away, I couldn't face him. I knew I was in the wrong, and I deserved whatever punishment I was going to get. It took everything in me not to burst into tears in front of the number 2 hero.

"I'm sorry.." I said with a quivering lip and watery eyes. My voice was shaky and my breath was starting to hitch.

Don't cry dammit don't cry!

Endeavor looked at me and just took a breath. He looked like he felt bad for me and whatever other scolding words he was about to say never left his mouth.

"You're lucky I have such respect for Eraser Head and my alma mater that I'm letting you stay on for the week, but don't even think that you'll be leaving this agency building." He said sternly. All I could do was nod in response, still not being able to look at the hero.

I saw myself out and headed to the room I slept in. I successfully held in my tears, but the pain was still there. I made the choice to not see Todoroki or Midoriya or Iida at the hospital. I know they're alright and I'd be too ashamed to face them, once again turning my friends back into my acquaintances.

END FLASHBACK

"So neither of you are going to say anything?" Mr. Aizawa activated his quirk, making his eyes glow red and his hair spike up above his head. It was scary, really scary. I gulped, I guess I don't have a choice.

"I started it." Bakugou spoke up to my surprise. I whipped my head to face him and gave him a confused look..he just admitted that so suddenly.

"I was in fireball's way on purpose because I wanted to kill that stupid Nomu myself."

I couldn't tell if the angry blonde was telling the truth but I didn't interrupt him. Regardless, Mr. Aizawa didn't seem to like that answer at all, for it only intensified his gaze on us.

"I had to practically beg the two pros to keep you on for the week and make sure the principal didn't expel the both of you. What you did was very serious and it will not be taken lightly." Mr. Aizawa continued with his lecture on what we had done.

When he was done scolding us, Bakugou and I got an entire week of detention as well having to write formal apologies to all the heroes at the scene and Principal Nezu. On top of that, at the end of the week we had to scrub the classroom head to toe all by ourselves and make it look spotless, that was our final punishment

I headed straight for my room once the two of us got back to the dorms. I avoided eye contact with everyone in the common area and ignored all of their questions. I was humiliated and defeated. I felt so many different emotions I couldn't describe. I just wanted to be alone.

When I got to my room, I grabbed my favorite stuffed animal from the bed and held it close. I sat down on the floor, brought my knees to my chest, and cried as hard as I've ever cried, using the stuffed toy to muffle the sound of my sobs.

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The week quickly went by after that day. However, since then there's been this aura around me that I can't seem to rub off, or I don't care to.

I haven't spoken to any of my classmates. I don't eat with them anymore, I ignore their texts, I don't hang out with them at the dorms. I've found myself alone, as if I was living in my old apartment again. I couldn't bring myself to face them and I don't think any of them want to talk to me either.

With it being the end of the week that means it was time for our final punishment, cleaning the classroom.

Once everyone left I had grabbed the supplies from the closet and put them on the podium. I started cleaning the board while Bakugou sat on his ass, not moving at all.

"Oi, flame chick give me a sponge." He called toward me, not even attempting to move.

I ignored him.

"I'm talking to you fireball!" He got angry.

I ignored him and continued to clean.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Bakugou threw the pen he had in his hand so that it would hit me in the back of the head and get my attention.

I felt it coming, so I activated my quirk in time and burned the pen to a crisp. This has to end.

I turned around and gave Bakugou the most intense look I could muster, he sweatdropped.

"I'm tired of this back and forth with you, Bakugou." I placed my body into a fighting position, "Let's settle this once and for all."
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