𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓸

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"𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇?"

   "𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒦𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃! 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇!"

  "𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑜 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝐼𝓏𝓊𝓀𝓊." 𝒮𝒾𝓍 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝐵𝒶𝓀𝓊𝑔𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝑔𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔.



   𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓲𝔂𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

   Bakugou's face was priceless, I thought while I  continued to fake cry in Todoroki's arms. He's so easy to manipulate. "Midoriya are you okay," Todoroki asked. "I-I'm okay. Y-you know K-kacchan didn't m-mean to hurt me," I said. Todoroki just sighed and said, "You're too nice Midoriya. You should stand up for yourself sometimes. You don't deserve this." "It's okay Sho." He stiffened a little at the sudden nickname and then continued walking towards recovery girl's room. "W-was I not allowed to call you Sho?"  "No, it's fine." He said and I just smiled.

   Although I knew that Bakugou and Todoroki were engaged that didn't mean I didn't have a chance and it also didn't mean Todoroki wouldn't love me. In Todoroki's eyes I was the innocent harmless cinnamon roll that was just trying to be nice to the violent Pomeranian that had anger issues. Although he didn't know what I was truly like, that didn't matter as long as he loved me over Bakugou. Honestly, I don't even know why Bakugou even thought he had a  chance. It's true in our first year of UA Todoroki had taken a liking to Bakugou but I immediately stopped that by making it seem like Bakugou had intentionally hurt me badly by not dodging the attack.

   I knew Bakugou secretly also had a crush on Todoroki but what he didn't know was that I also liked Todoroki and an engagement wasn't going to stop me. I was lost in thought when we reached recovery girl's room. Todoroki put me on the bed and asked recovery girl to heal me. "Does it still hurt anywhere sweetie?" She asked me after using her quirk on me. "N-no, I-I'm just a little tired." I said. "Do you want me to stay here with you?" "No, it's okay Sho, I just want to be left alone," I stated and recovery girl and Todoroki left. 

   Pff. HAHAHAHA. I have them wrapped around my finger and they don't even know it. I have always been jealous of Bakugou and now I can take everything from him. He had an amazing quirk and was respected by everyone from a young age because of his confidence. Not to mention he has a happy loving family and his parents have a lot of money. That's something I could never say about myself. My only parental figure in my life has been lying in a coma for 3 years now. I'm struggling to keep up with hospital bills and the doctors are saying I should let her go. But I can't. She's all I have and no one is going to take her away from me.

𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸

   "Mom please hurry! If we don't get to Kacchan's party on time he is going to be upset." "I know honey, I'm trying." "Faster mom, faster!" My mom stepped on the gas and started speeding towards the Bakugou household. I had been looking forward to this party for weeks. My mom had a weird relationship with Kacchan's mom. They came from totally different backgrounds but they had been best friends since childhood. My mom was the daughter of the gardener who had worked for Mrs. Bakugou's family when she was a child. The had met when Kacchan's mother had been trying to run away from the estate. My mom had convinced her not to go and that her parents would miss her very much. After that my mom and Kacchan's mom became friends and hung out regularly.

   None of that is important now though. As we were rushing to Kacchan's house, out of no where, Kacchan crossed the street in front of us with headphones on. Trying not to hit Kacchan my mom made a sharp right causing our car to spin out of control and hit a tree. The side that hit the tree was the drivers side where my mom was sitting. "Mom! Mom wake up!" I screamed hysterically. There was blood, so much blood coming from her head and lower body. I was on the passenger's side so I had little to no injuries. I screamed for help but the closest person was Kacchan. He was wearing headphones and didn't seem to notice anything that had just happened.  I continued to yell for help as I heard my mom's breathing get fainter and fainter. I was a crying mess at this point but eventually a neighbor living nearby had seen the accident and had called an ambulance.

   That same day as I sat beside my mother who was in a coma I got a phone call from Kacchan. "Why didn't you come to my party Izuku?" The voice on the other side of the phone asked. I didn't know what to say. My mom had just been in an accident caused by Kacchan and was in a coma and all Kacchan cared about was his fucking party. "Hello? What the fuck Izuku. You were hyping up my party so much and you didn't think to show up? You know I really wanted you to be there especially since you're my best frie-" "JUST SHUT UP KACCHAN!" I yelled and hung up. I started sobbing as I held onto my mother's hand and fell asleep at her bedside. He caused all this and all he cares about is his stupid party. He took my everything. I was okay being his shadow but he took away the only person who puts me first so I had to make him pay.

   It's been 3 years since I decided to take everything away from Bakugou. The majority of our class thinks he's a jerk and his fiancée hates him. His parents don't even think he is fit to become a hero. I know I can't marry Todoroki but that doesn't mean I can't have the same privileges as if I were his husband. Bakugou would be able to marry Todoroki but I would be his true love. As I was slowly plotting by myself I heard someone look up and I met eyes with Kirishima. "H-hey Kirishima." "You deserve an Oscar for all your amazing acting." That caught me off guard but I just chuckled and said, "I don't know what you mean." He stared at me before replying, "What do you want from Katsuki, Midoriya?" "What do I want, you ask? I want everything. I want to take his happiness . And there's nothing you do can stop me," I said. "Don't touch him,"  Kirishima practically snarled before walking away.

   This was going get a lot more interesting I thought as I laughed to myself.

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