Chapter Fourteen

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Part 1 out of 3 of the next part of this book!


I'm on a team with Bakugo! Now I can finally find out what's wrong and we can make up! I looked over at him in excitement only to find his face drained of all color.

"Hey All Might, can I go to Recovery Girl I'm actually not feeling that well-" I can almost hear my heart shatter.

He's really that mad at me?

After All Might hesitantly nods, I watch Bakugo run off. Mina looks over at me in sympathy but I'm having none of it. I dash off after him.

He turns around and I watch his expression change from surprise to sadness and he starts running faster. I learned from the villain that made me like this that a slim figure is faster than a big one, and seeing as he hasn't started using his explosions yet I soon catch up to him.

I grab him by the waist before he can run away.

"Why are you so mad at me?" I feel tears begin to form in my eyes as I keep speaking. "You never ran away from me before, or fainted, or got sudden sicknesses!" I say looking up at him with pure, unfiltered sadness.

"You called me dumb even though you know how hard I've been working with my tutor! You called me shitty hair and then I changed my hair and you just called it shity again! You said I was ugly even though I already knew that I looked weird!"

The tears were falling down my face now as I let it all out. I usually laughed with the Bakusquad at what a tsundere Bakugo is and ignored the spark of pain I felt whenever he would make fun of me but for some reason I just wanted him to know that it hurt me.

I didn't want him to call me shitty, or dumb, or ignore me. I wanted him to begrudgingly admit I 'wasn't as bad as all these other shitty nerds' with a blush on his face like he did on my birthday.

I wanted him to turn away with a red face and tell me I looked 'decent' like he did after the USJ incident when we all had to get interviewed so I bought a suit.

I wanted him to pay attention to me like he used to.

He looks at me in shock as I cry.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" I shout at him. I crumple to the floor and start crying because of how many times I've said that sentence. It brought me back to two years ago... 

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