What if I told you... [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 19

Hey before we get into this chapter I want to put a quick trigger warning for bullying and suicide mentions. If that is a sensitive topic for you feel free to skip the chapter.
Hope your doing ok and I'll see you again soon

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.

I closed my textbook and waved a hand in front of my friends face.

"Yayoruozu I appreciate the help but I think you broke Denki."

"Oh dear. When did he short circuit?"

"Like ten minutes ago. Don't worry about it, I'll help him. Again, thank you so much for helping us study."

"Yeah seriously." Jiro said and Ya-Momo smiled wildly, clasping her hands together.

"I'm so glad I could help. I'll see you all on Monday!" I picked up our books and slung my friends arm over my shoulder and half dragged him out of the large house.

"He he he... pretty girl..." I felt my cheeks go red and I rolled my eyes.

"Snap out of it dork." I deposited him on a pro bench and about ten minutes later Denki came around.

"Aw jeese, did I spark out?"

"Yeah. Be glad I didn't leave you in one of Ya-Momo's fancy ass bushes."

"You'd never do that to me. But since we're here wanna hang out, just the two of us? It's been a while." I smiled and nodded and we stood up.

"Wanna go to the arcade or something?"

"How about food first. There's a couple of food carts over there."

"Sound good." We headed over to the carts and ordered then sat down to eat. "You saw Uraraka during training the other day right? She tossed Midoriya out of the ring like he was nothing."

"I know! And Todoroki is getting really good with his left side. I feel like if him and Bakugo really fought it would be a shit show because his heat would ignite Bakugo's sweat- we should make a bomb out of Bakugo sweat!"

"I was this close to thinking you were going to say something sane..."

We continued talking about training and random things and it felt like we were in junior high in the cafeteria, or hallway, or wherever we were eating lunch that day. I took our to-go boxes and went to toss them but tripped over something, scraping my elbows and palms on the pavement.

"Oops. Sorry, I didn't see you there."

Oh great. Now it's really like Junior High.

"Fujiwara... I honestly thought you'd maybe have matured but I guess I was wrong."

"And I thought they didn't let losers into UA but here we are." I picked up the trash and resisted the urge to dump it all on her head.

"Can't you leave me alone?"

"I want to know how you survived the hero killer. Is there maybe anything I should tell UA's administration?" My hands twitched and I gaped at her,

"Are you suggesting I'm working for the League Of Villains!? Might I remind you, there were three other people there that night. All of us survived."

"Yeah but they aren't useless like you. Maybe you just should have taken my advise, I bet you were nothing but dead weight for the heroes." My breath hitched and there was a ringing in my ears.

Yeah... advice.

(Beginning of 3rd year of Junior High)

"(L/n), says here you're going for UA." The class started laughing hysterically and I felt my ears burn as I choked up, tears coming into the corners of my eyes.

As if I didn't get enough public humiliation... "Theres no harm in trying. Besides, there's no actual rule saying that quirkless people can't get into hero school."

"There should be."

"Shut up Fujisawa."

The day passed by and I went to the front of the school to see Fujisawa, no one else around.

"Haven't you tormented me enough?"

"I'm just here to tell you that the best chance of you having a quirk is to test if maybe it's immortality. You know, maybe by jumping in front of a car."

(Flashback end)

"You told me to kill myself."

"I told you to test to see if you had an immortality quirk. There's a huge difference."

"(Y/n)?" I turned and Denki froze at the sight of my tormentor. "Oh... it's you. Let me guess, you just took some joy in putting my friend down?"

"Wow, you both think so low of me. Maybe I should tell your teachers because that's not very hero like."

I snapped and grabbed her strawberry milk, pouring it all down the front of her white tank top.

"Try it. I'll tell that fancy prep school you got into about the years of harassment you did to me." I slammed the empty bottle on the table and stormed off, just barely aware of the blood dripping down my elbows and hands. Denki eventually caught up wotv me, panting as he had probably had to run.

"Damn... you should have seen her face- your bleeding."

"It's nothing."

"Hey..." I finally turned around and Denki sighed, "Theres more to life than trying to impress some people who never believed in you ok? Come on, let's go get you cleaned up." I gave a half smile and nodded,

"Yeah... that sounds ok."

I guess it really is no surprise I fell for you. I just wish I knew how you felt back.