"Y/N!" a familiar voice yelled. You turned around only to see a younger Bakugo walk right past you after your younger self.
"Kacchan" you called out reluctantly only to see his younger figure stop. He turned back around facing you. You immediately retracted your hand that you didn't even know you had subconsciously extended to reach the boy.
He looked at you, his expression with the same scowl you had become so accustomed to that you knew this was the Bakugo you had grown up with. You wanted to say something but what could you say.
None of this situation made sense to you and you couldn't stop questioning why you felt like there was so much you couldn't remember. You knew it had to have been something important especially since every time you tried to think back to it you would get the same sharp pain through your head.
The only thing you were certain of is that it had something to do with the man who called himself the Proctor.
"Kach-" you were interrupted by young Bakugo turning around before you could even continue. "Wait" you called out following him as he walked up the stairs.
"Where are we going-" you asked only to find the both of you stopping right in front of Bakugo's room door. He still didn't say anything as he stopped, but when you looked down at him he only stared right back at you almost expectantly.
If your memory served you right it was also in the very same day that he had managed to convince you to join U.A. and become a hero. He was just as strong willed as you were you were hard headed. So why wasn't he doing what you remembered? Was it because you were now in the memory?
'Are you trying to tell me something Katsuki'
Right as you were prepared to say something Bakugo looked at you then at the door in front of the both of you. You too looked at the door and then back at him.
"Do you want me to go in there?" You questioned examining his face. He slightly nodded before turning and walking straight through the door. "Wait-" you said watching him disappear past the closed door. "Freaky" you mumbled to yourself placing your hand on the door handle.
"Kacchan-" you called out opening the door only to find that you were looking into a completely different room. "Again" you grumbled stepping through the doorway into the large room.
It was different and a lot bigger than Katsuki's room. It gave you a modern rustic feel with large amounts of gold accents.
'If what that guy who disappeared said is true and I'm in my mind, does this mean this is a memory? I don't even know where this is or more importantly whos room this is.'
Because the doorway behind you had closed with no way out you found yourself snooping around the strange room. It seemed like a nice place just from the décor so it only made you further wonder why you wouldn't remember it.
You walked over to the large balcony looking at the whole city from the large glass windows.
'This place makes me feel kind of warm inside, I must have had some good memories here.'
As you stepped back continuing to search the room you found yourself looking over a large white oak dresser. You pulled open the first drawer from its golden knob only to see a black jewelry box.
You grabbed it running your fingers over its velvet outer casing and pulled at its silk ribbon. Hesitant but still curious you opened the box only to see a small golden feather attached to a golden necklace chain.
'I recognize this'
You gently took your fingers to take the necklace but as soon as you made contact with the necklace your memories came rushing back to you. Remembering all of them once simultaneously was no easy feat.
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My Angel [Hawks X Reader]
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