Katsuki pov:
I hate him. No, I hated him. No! I still hate him. I think. How can he be so incredibly nice to me when I've done everything to him. He's so frustrating. How come All might gave his quirk to him. How can the little quirk less deku become someone I have to surpass. This isn't how my story was supposed to go. I was supposed to never see him again. But when he showed up in the class that day, my whole body froze. I was so angry. So confused. He couldn't even control his power without breaking a damn bone. He was so useless. How did he- how.
I want to punch something. I want to punch him. I want to take my anger out on him. But I just can't! I can't...
Why why why why why! Oh god why.
What is holding me back?! Nothing held me back all those years ago in middle school. Why can't I just...
I'm tired I can't do this tonight, I'll finish this later.
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I sign the date ate the end of the page, rip it out, and crumble it up. I open my desk drawer and pull out the lighter I snuck into the dorms. I flick it on, letting the flame engulf the paper before blowing it out and throwing it in the trash can next to my desk. I collapse into my bed. This is so fucking stupid
I close my eyes as I drift into sleep, thinking of everything I wrote on the paper. My breath halts as I think my true feelings, but those are burned away In my memory...
I hope
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I really liked writing this as a little background to bakugou and his story. Next chapter is gonna be Izuku. Byeeeee
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|Fated against all odds| a bakudeku love story
RomanceYou never believe what they tell you about your friends, or your enemies. I stare at the ceiling, listening to the spotify playlist repeat for the 4 time this week. Usually I would complain to Aizawa, but the boy in the dorm next to me sounds, sad...
