Bakugou x Male Reader (Rewritten)

8 -Dorms.

//lowkey, hate this chapter.
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"Oi, Y/N!" I heard some woman call my name on the streets from behind me, I flinched not recognising who it was, and turned around slowly. Oh, how could I not recognise my own mothers voice.. I quickly sped up to her, fearing to yell in public, or just in general. As I walked closer to her, she suddenly grabbed my arm and began dragging me I back in the direction of our house. What the-

I tried to break free of her grip, though it was no use. I was honestly so confused and scared out of my mind of what was happening. My mother never pulled me, so why was she so desperately dragging me back into the house?

Then, as she opened the door, she slammed it behind me. "Help me move your stuff." She said, then grabbed one of the boxes that'd been on the counter since yesterday. I stood in disbelief. She called me back, for this? Why the hell was she so aggressive? "Oi, don't just stand there! I can't spend another minute with you in my house." I blinked twice at her words. Oh.. so.. so I was just a burden to her..

Quietly, I picked up the other box from the counter, and silently made my way to the car. Then continued with another box from my room. I only actually had five boxes. One of which was full of my sketchbooks. The whole time, I felt nothing but sadness, as I left for school I was actually decently happy, but of course it can't last.

As I walked to the front seat, I was suddenly turned around by my mother and hugged, very, very tightly. "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I'm just happy you're at your dream school." She hugged tighter. I didn't believe her. No, she just felt bad because she knew how quiet I was meant.

"Mhm.." was all I said, she then gave a small speech of how proud she was of me. For what? I haven't even done anything. And then, did we both get in the car. The ride was silent, an uncomfortable quietness encapsulating both of us. My mind was racing, did she really just slip on her words, or did she desperately want me out? My mind kept falling to the obvious choice. She wanted me to leave.

It was suddenly clear, she hated me. she wanted nothing to do with me, and now was her chance. She didn't want me to know the truth, but I knew it. I huffed, and faced the window, not wanting to tear up. Soon, I saw the building of UA finally show up. As quickly as I could, i texted Iida that I was at school, and needed a little bit of help carrying my things. I still had unread messages, but it wasn't the right time to check them now.

Soon, Iida was at the gate, helping my and my mother take my stuff. I gave Iida a small "thanks" which he returned with a smile, and a classic "no problem." I couldn't help but feel my mothers stars from behind us, watching our interactions silently. Shit, shit, shit.....

"Thanks again, Iida." I huffed, it wasn't much work, he only had one box, but I was still glad, especially considering class would have already begun by now. He took time out of his day to help me, and I was grateful for that. I then had to watch a painful interaction of Iida being the extroverted person he is introduce himself for a second time to my mother, who wanted nothing to do with him.

She said her goodbyes, and left. Then, Iida and I rushed- walked, we weren't to run in the halls, back to class. Opening the class door, I apologised for being late, even though it wasn't my fault, and Iida had already informed were he went beforehand.

Class persued as usual, nothing to stand out enough to write about. And, then next period followed, and so on. There wasn't going to be any physical contact, so it made the day automatically boring. Not like the classes were actually disinteresting, it just felt that way to my brain. It was normal classes, nobody wanted to hear about that.

At lunch, though, I hung out with Bakugou, Mina, and the others. Since the first day, I was kind of collectively into the group, and I wasn't apposed to it. They were quite fun, though maybe had a bit too much energy for me to keep up.