𝗥𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁 +K. Bakugo X Reader+

36. Purple Eyes

Instead of taking you back to class, he took you to the Nurse's office. He sat you down as Recovery Girl talked you down from your panic. Still hysterical, you were given a stuffed doll to hold onto.

You were given a moment to calm down before Recovery Girl gave you water. After reassuring you for the nth time that you were fine, you stopped panicking. However, you were still anxious.

You had been promised that he wouldn't meet you as long you did as you were told. Aizawa, he must've forgotten. Right?

He said he would never put you in a situation where you'd become uncomfortable or relive traumatic events.

The heroes do not care for you.

You shook your father's words out of your head as the door slammed open.

"I figured that you had come here. I'm sorry, I forgot that he was in there." Aizawa closed the door behind him, bowing as he asked for forgiveness.

"It's okay, I would say I didn't mind but..."

"I know. You have every right to be angry at me." Aizawa stayed in his stiff position.

"I'm not mad at you. You forgot, it's something that happens to all people. Please stop bowing."

You stood on your shaky legs to grab his shoulders. "You're a good teacher. Don't force the blame on yourself."

Aizawa sighed and straightened his posture. "No, it is my fault."

"It isn't. If that man hadn't...if he hadn't..." You trailed off, unable to find the right words. "If it hadn't happened, this whole situation wouldn't have happened. If that old hag hadn't brought him to life, this could've been avoided."

You sounded like a villain. If that old hag hadn't brought him to life? What did that mean? That he should've stayed dead? You brushed it off. He deserved death.

"But it is my responsibility—"

"No. You forgot. You apologized. That was all that needed to happen."

Aizawa shook his head at your stubbornness. Nonetheless, he let it go. He didn't let go of the memory, however. He'll keep it with him so that he could remind himself not to mess up again.

Katsuki stood, forcing back a yawn. "I'm going back to class now. Can't waste more time on this."

His words were like needles pricking your heart. Creating endless holes and causing your heart to collapse and bleed out, left to rot. You watched him leave, pressing your lips together.

You knew he didn't like you and that you had unrequited love but earlier, he had seriously hurt you. Aizawa headed back to class to supervise them while you stayed to take a much needed nap.

Thankfully, Recovery Girl promised to stay with you the whole time. Sadly, you had a nightmare about that ratchet man. The stabbing, the sound of a belt unbuckling, your nails scratching the concrete as you attempted to scramble away...

The subconscious mind was a powerful force. Could change your memories or entire events.

"—doriya."

The man in your nightmare said your name, sending your heart tumbling to your stomach. Why did he know your name?

"—Midoriya!"

His fingers dug into your skin, so painful, so disgusting.

"Hey!"

Your eyes snapped open as a shadow loomed over your body. You gasped and scrambled away with a scream.