Y/N's story as the UA traitor

- Chapter 20 - End of sports festival arc -

"And just what.. makes you you think we'd agree to that?" Asks Shigaraki through short breaths.

"For the same reason you brought me here in the first place."

There's a small silence, and I try to lift my head to see what's going on.

"Do I get a say in this?" I ask innocently.

"We agree to your terms."

I look up at the small tv, frowning.

"Preparations will be in order, and our original plan will continue as scheduled." AFO continues speaking without hesitation.

I'm back in UA, the sports festival still taking place.

I couldn't stay long since the award ceremony is starting soon.

Turns out being paralyzed and using my quirk at the same time used up a lot of energy, and the bruises from my drawbacks are back.

"Aah! Let me go!!"

I spin, coming to a door.

'That sounded a lot like Bakugou just then.'

I look around, seeing Midnight coming towards me.

"Oh, Shinohara, there you are!" She smiles.

"Congratulations on making 3rd place! You tied with Iida, but he had to leave due to family issues." She mentions.

"Thank you!" I smile.

She holds out her hand towards the door,

"Please step this way, it's time for the award ceremony."

She opens the door and walks inside, beaconing me to follow.

The room is poorly lit, with a couple of lights aiming towards the centre.

In the centre of the room is three pedestals, each growing in size.

In the room is a couple other people, two of them being Todoroki and Bakugou.

There's a hero a don't recognize, and Cementoss.

The hero I don't recognize struggles to get a muzzle over Bakugou and chains around his arms and legs.

"Um, is that really necessary?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Bakugou isn't the happiest about his win, as well as with you and Todoroki. It's for safety reasons." The hero explains.

I watch as Bakugou is tied to his pedestal, struggling even more than before.

Todoroki has been silent this entire time, and I fidget with my fingers.

I remain where I am near the door, watching him struggle.

He tries to yell, but the muzzle stops him from saying anything.

My heel begins lightly tapping on the ground and I anxiously bite the inside of my cheek.

'Leave it be.. It's not like he's in pain.. he's.. there's no tests..'

He continues struggling, and I look away.

The overwhelming feeling, being trapped, I remember it all too well.

I look down at my feet, chewing on my bottom lip.

"But, don't you think it's a little much?" I ask, trying not to show the nervousness in my voice.

Bakugou looks over at me and Midnight, still struggling.

"We tried to make him cooperate, this was the only way to stop him from lashing out."