Remember (Todobaku)

Chapter Twelve

Bakugo really fucked up today.

He was here in front of Nezu, the vice principal, his parents, and, of course, Mr. Aizawa.

Bakugo is sure that they have Mr. Aizawa here during these things solely to embarrass him.

His friends were here earlier, but were excused when they started talking about serious stuff that was personal to Bakugo.

Okay like Bakugo didn't just try to kill himself in front of them.

Said blond hasn't looked up or at anyone's faces at all.

How could he when not even two hours ago he had run into traffic in hopes of dying? He actually wanted to kill himself and he was so close to doing just that.

Fucking Todoroki.

Okay, okay, it wasn't his fault. He was just saving his friend's life, but Bakugo is mad he's alive.

Mad he has to deal with more humiliation and pain. And nightmares. And the staring. And the trouble eating.

"So we've heard the story from his classmates, and most of us have seen what the videos that were broadcasted, held. I feel we should discuss what steps we should take."

"I think we should pull him out of UA," his mom voices, arms crossed over her chest.

Immediately, Bakugo butts in, not even yelling when he says, "No way."

That's probably why everyone looks at him. He hasn't talked at all since they brought him here.

"Katsuki, I'm sure they'll accept you again, soon, but right now we have to focus on you getting better," his mom says, talking calmly.

The only way she'll listen is if he talks calmly as well.

"I just wanna do normal things like go to school, okay? I'll do whatever fucking shit you want as long as I can stay. I can fight here, mom. I can train and get stronger so I-"

He gets choked up and looks back down. He hasn't cried since right after the adrenaline started wearing off.

"I don't care what else as long as I can stay in class 2-A."

"Katsuki, I don't know what else we can do for you," she sighs, and it has Bakugo's heart shattering.

Is she giving up?

He knows he's difficult, but his parents can't give up, so he tried to come up with anything that will convince them.

His mind scrambles to look for something- anything that'll work.

"I-" he clears his throat, "I haven't started on medication. Maybe that'll- that could help. Mom, I swear I'll get better. I'm trying."

"Bakugo," Aizawa's voice rings through his ears and Bakugo feels ashamed for being so weak in front of him. He looks up at him, anyway. "You're doing the best you can, and other than today, I could see that you were improving. You had bad days, but that's a part of the process. Now, I need you to step out, please. I need to talk to your parents."

Bakugo stands and does as he said.

Was it actually noticeable how much better he was getting?

When he opens the door, he's met with his friends, staring at him, probably alerted by the sound of the door opening.

He thinks about going back into the room.

When the door closes, it sounds way too loud for the quiet hallway.

Too late now.

His heart beats really fast and he looks down.

He just tried to kill himself in front of all of them after they'd seen him get tortured through a busy city square screen.