Bakugou x male reader { Hiatus}

5

// self harm warning

(Koda doesn't exist in here, also apologies if it seems all over the place I haven't slept for a day so I'm sure it's affecting how I write.)
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Reaching the nurse's office i began to realise how me not knowing where I got those cuts on my arm sounded , why the hell can't I remember, who the hell would forget about something like that. Blondey stopped walking and pointed to the nurse's office,

"Your not a baby, you don't need me anymore" he commented as I stepped closer to walk inside, I waved the back of my hand to bakugou signifying for him to go back to class now.

"H-hello?" I called for the nurse to notify your entry, recovery girl walked towards me wondering my reasoning to be here.

"Hello dear" she said as she would anyone else. I hesitated to move my arm out for a few seconds but then did so as I spoke,

"I don't know how this got here, i-i don't remember doing it" I explained quickly as to not make it seem like I was turning myself in for self Harm, my arm had a few- no quite a lot of cuts, some shallow towards my arm closer to my upper arm, but they gradually grew deeper the closer they got to my wrist.

"Huh, these seem pretty deep" she spoke while examining my arm closely to my wrist. She was right, most of them had seemed to reach fat level because of the texture the blood formed around it. My jumper had little blood stains over it because I'd used it to cover them earlier, while jolting it over it must have ripped a few of them open, damn now my uniform is dirtied. The nurse used her quirk to heal it fast, it didn't take too much of my energy so I was grateful for that. She then placed a bandage over it that she had grabbed a second ago.

"So uh, why didn't you just heal it completely?" I wondered as to why, looking down at my now bandaged arm.

"It'll only take a day or two to heal completely, I'm sure you'd much rather that then to struggle through out the whole day on no energy, it's clear you don't have much to begin with" she glanced at my eyes, obviously meaning the bags under my eyes.

"Ha, yea fair enough. I appreciate your help" I thanked her for that much, though I didn't leave because she was about to ask me something.

"Also L/N, what did you mean earlier about you not knowing how it appeared?" Raising an eyebrow, she questioned.

"Ah- well I uhm." I tried thinking back to when I noticed

"I left my house and I noticed that there was something on-n my arm, I was curious so I checked it." I looked down to my arm, a slightly worried look appeared on my face.

"I only just realised what it was, but I haven't done something like that for a lo-ng while. My mother also uh- took everything I had that I could use, they just appeared without a clue to how it happened." Recovery girl seemed confused but made up a few suggestions in her head.

"I'm pretty sure that's it, I don't remember anything else- oh, I also have really bad sleep which I'm sure is affecting my memory so I'm almost certain that has someth-hing to do with it, and my memory is really blurred all the time"

"Ah, is that so,. Alright you may leave now, class should be starting now, you wouldn't wanna be late now?" I didn't even realise the bell went a few minutes ago. I nod my head before rushing out, still holding my jumper , somehow I remembered the way to class. When I opened the door I felt many people's eyes piercing into my view.

"I apologize for being late sir!" I blurted out, nodding my head down to the floor. Sensei just brushed it off with a warning thankfully. I rushed to my seat behind Midoriya and gathered my things into the places they needed to be, without having to look at Midoriyas face I could already tell he saw my arm, bakugou leaning his eyes out the window, as usual. And sensei glancing at me, or more so directed to my arm. Wow I got injured, so what? Why does everyone have to look. It's none of their business. Tch, like they'd care. Sensei spoke but to me it just sounded like nonsense, you could barely recognise what he was saying. Something about combat training, without your quirk or something, it was honestly too boring to follow. Half asleep I noticed the students getting up out of their seats, moving over to groups, tape and denks, 'yaomomo' or somethn and earphones. Green boy pink cheeks and glasses together, red hair and blondey, and so on.