{(Note: Apparently we're time-skipping and this story has no plot. Also, very, very sorry for missing like four chapters. I had fun with this chap, read bottom message. ALSO: MAJOR TW- Gore, yandereness, body sculpting, non-self-inflicted harm/arm cutting/dick chopping, darker than usual, infatuation and some kinky shit (not bakudeku tho👀))}
It had been a few months now, the class had their time to grieve and although some students- (and teacher(s))- were still grieving the death of Sero, they had learned to push aside their blue feelings and focus on work. Sero's case was closed, Toga Himiko was pinned as the murderer even though others knew better. It only added to the list of Himiko's known crimes though, as the authorities were never able to catch her.
The 2-A students had become 3-A students and were at the beginning of their third and last year. Katsuki and Izuku were still as close as ever and Shoto and Kirishima ended up together.
"Asshole," Izuku muttered under his breath quietly, glancing at Monoma. Katsuki heard him and raised his eyebrows, shocked, before looking over in Monoma's direction.
Over the years Izuku has grown very... displeasing emotions towards Monoma.
"Did he do something?" Katsuki asked, his fist crumpling.
"Yeah, he did something." Izuku spoke in a 'duh' tone before rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.
"Woah, little spitfire, calm yourself." Katsuki warned angrily at the attitude.
Izuku looked over apologetically, his body slumping before the bitchy facade was put back up.
"Oh look it's the 3-A brats! What are you doing now, playing around with your dollies?" Monoma asked, smirking.
Izuku fumed, his hands crumpling up by his side. Katsuki had to hold him back, glaring harshly at Monoma. A flash of fear ran over the blonde's eyes before he shook it off and continued smirking.
"Oh, what are you gonna do, huh? Dance around in your little stripper outfit- sorry, your hero costume."
"Oh, and you look so much better. Right," Izuku glared and whistled. "Butler, here."
Katsuki grabbed Izuku's upper arm softly, causing the green-haired boy to stand down, his glare still in place. Monoma looked at them with a formal look of distaste.
He went to go say something nasty before Katsuki stepped in, taking one rather large step toward the blonde. Monoma gulped obviously and Katsuki's eye faintly glew purple. He had a sadistic grin on his face, his hand outstretched already.
Monoma flinched back, a look of fear plastered on his face. He had known the rath of Katsuki Bakugo. The blond quickly huffed, adjusting his uniform before scurrying away. Katsuki was about to follow him, maybe corner him and lead him into an empty classroom, before bringing a knife to his dick, torturing him, degrading him and bringing him to the stairs, accidentally tripping him and letting him tumble down all three narrow flights of stairs, watching with his purple glowing eye and bloody hands- when Izuku pulled him back.
"Kacchan, it's not worth it." Izuku said quietly, his clenched hand showing how pissed off Izuku was.
Izuku shouldn't have to pretend for his sake, bad bunny.
Katsuki glared in the direction Monoma went, nodding before dragging Izuku to their next class.
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Izuku pleaded to Katsuki, his hands clutching his sleeves. "Please Kacchan, can I come, please? Please!?" He asked with his best puppy dog eyes on display. Katsuki wanted to say yes so bad but he knew he shouldn't, no need to traumatize baby bunny.
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RomanceIzuku Midoriya was always the light. He was always his light, and his only. Bakugou Katsuki's. No one was ever going to leave him in the dark, ever again. *Bakudeku* | *Yandere-ish* | *Plot? Who's she?* *He doesn't kill anyone until later in the sto...
