Love Always Wins | Katsuki Bakugou

Chapter 5: The girl with brown hair and pink cheeks

A/n: okay. Sorry this chapter is out of nowhere but I've been procrastinating on writing it. Anyways bless your eyes and souls, how can someone in their right mind read this trash? Even so I am grateful for the reads and stuff, oh and pls vote and comment or else👹 jkjk.... Unless

I cant- i can't breathe 😰 I try to take slow breaths and it work a bit but not enough to even my breathing.

"P-p-p-p- please s-stop ass-king tha-at" I plead as my breathing starts to become more un even. I remember when in my other school they would bully me for my panic atacks 😢🥺 They made fun of me and they used to taunt me because of my usual panic attacks when I had a flashback of my family.

All the people in the class had their eyes on me. I hate this. How is it that im always the center of attention? I didn't ask to be so messed up. I didn't ask to be in this school. I didn't ask to be born!

People seemed to take more interest in me as they watched closely. Most of the boys wore concerned faces as they tried to say reassuring words but I couldn't hear them over my own heavy breaths. Besides them the girls wore jealous expressions full of hate that could burn holes into my soul. Except for one person, or was ir really a person? It was a floating school uniform but either way I couldn't know if she was giving me a dirty look either way.

Though it must be hard being invisible, i mean look at me, can anyone even see me? Ive been invisible all my life trying to be someone important, someone useful. I cant even achieve that. Im useless. I think me and her can become close friends.

Suddenly a girl with short brown hair and rosy cheeks approaches me and kneels besides me with a nasty glare that soon disappeared as she noticed the class shifting their attention to her, but i could still see it, the hidden malicious intent behind her eyes that told me 'no one wants you here go away'

I would if I could. Mentally rolling my eyes 🙄 I don't think she wants to be friend with me.

"Are you alright?" She asks with a fake concerned tone and a fake smile. "You don't look so good maybe I should help you to the infirmary so you can calm down" she says starting to wrap her arms around me with a smirk.

I have a bad feeling about this. I don't like her aura noir the way she looks at me. I looks almost... fake. It looks like how my parents used to look at me when someone else was around us and they had to fake their love for me so no one would suspect anything and they could continue freely with their abuse.

I also remember how they would threaten me to not tell anyone about it or they would say it was actually my fault and I was hurting myself to make them look responsable and put the blame on them so that I could get rid of them.

And to be honest who would they believe? Two 'responsible' adults or an immature child who barely knew anything about the world and how it worked.

This girl.... She is just like them. She doesn't want to help me, she wants to get rid of me so that she can always be the center of attention, the star of the show.

I started to panic and try to scoot back with all my might trying to get away from her. But her grip on me was too strong , digging her nails into my flesh she prevented me to escape her. Making me let a small cry out of my mouth. WHY AM I SO WEAK? I CANT EVEN ESCAPE A GIRL'S GRIP WITHOUT BEEING THE PATHETIC WEAK GIRL I AM!

"shut up bitch" she said in a barely audible whisper that i barely managed to hear due to all the noises entering my ears. But she was next to my ear making it a bit easier to understand her sweet but threatening voice.

I was suddenly ripped out of her grasp and brought into someone's hard as a rock chest. I gasped by the sudden contact and couldn't help but held my breath. Why am I nervous? I don't even know who is holding me this tight. Even so I couldn't help but let my thoughts run free and my face becoming a slight shade of pink.

"She doesn't want your help extra. Leave her alone" said a low and rough voice I knew. But.. who was it I can't seem to remember. Who would be so rough yet kind, who would help ME?! Who has those speech patterns I-

My thoughts were suddenly cut short as I was spun around by my waist to face the person that had saved me. I was faced with a face I knew all too well and let the breath I had kept in out in relief 😮‍💨 Thank got it was only him. "Bakugo!"

His face suddenly went beat red as he realized the closeness of our faces. I croaked my head to the side in confusion, does he have a fever or something? I really don't know much about feelings, my parents never really teaches me anything about it so I don't really know what's happening to him.

"Thank you" I said with a small smile closing my eyes with a small blush☺️

He suddenly pushed me away looking at any other way but me "yea whatever" he said quickly and walked to his desk and sat down with his feet on the table not seconds later a guy with glasses scolding him.

I didn't realize that my panic attack was gone and I could finally breathe normally again. I looked back at the girl from earlier and saw her staring daggers at me. She huffed and walked to her seat and turned her face away. Ha! Got put in her place 😂

I proceeded to walk to the back of the class and sat next to a boy with double haired guy. As I passed the tables with students a guy with purple like balls was checking me up and down with a gross expression. Ew

A few moments later our teacher arrived with a bored expression taking clothing out of a bag " I am your teacher, Shota Aizawa. Wear this, we're going to have a test."

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This chapter was more of a filler but next one will be the apprehension test 👍

In sure recovery girl was a baddie in her old days 😫🤚