Everyone knows.

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characters: (the format in which their name is in) izuku bakugou aizawa kiri
tw?: talk of suicide/talk of bullying, panic attack
desc: green kid got bully in middle school students find out














Izuku's pov.

I woke up with a very hurt feeling in my back. I quickly got up to see if i needed to stretch but it made it worse.

"Mm, babe??"
"Morning Kacchan. You still have 2 minutes before your alarm goes off."
"It's fine." I watched him slowly get up and limp over to me.
"What's wrong?! Did something happen?"
"I'm fine izu-"
"I'll get you your brace don't worry."

Kacchan had been dealing with this foot problem since i could remember. It's recently gotten worse. We don't know what causes it.

"Here, i think this is the right one."
"Thanks. You can take your shower first I'll wait."
"Thanks!"

Katsuki's pov.

My foot is hurting so fucking bad. I've never felt pain like this in my life and i've felt some shit. I have legit no way of getting rid of this so i'll just have to deal.

*knock*

"Kat? Open up."
"One minute dad."

"Hey."
"Hey kid. How's your foot?"
"Horrible. I hate it. It hurts."
"Did you see recovery girl?"
"I did i saw her last night but it doesn't stop permanently."

"Alright i'm done. Who's ready for another day of school?"

"How fun."
"Exciting. Get your shoes on or you're walking."




^time skip tooooooooooooo UA ❤️^









"Alright. Finally here."
"Here's your crutches Kacchan."
"Thank you."
"Bakubro!!!....? Why is your foot all bandaged up?"
"Don't know."
"Maybe you should get recovery girl to help"
"I already did."

I walked past them, as my head was starting to hurt. I heard them calling me but i just ignored them. With the amount of shit in my head i could care less. I walked past the flyer board quickly to class 1-A but then backed up when i saw my name in red caps on the front. Yeah maybe not enough shit in my head for today.

"KATSUKI BAKUGOU UA VILLIAN?"

Katsuki Bakugou or the VILLIAN has a interesting story to tell! Izuku Midoriya can tell us as well! He's been a victim for how many years.... 7! A whole 7 years!! I could never imagine dating the person who told me to kill myself! How pathetic. Maybe Katsuki should follow his own advice and swan dive off that roof too! The city has been looking a bit.. bland. Oh! And for that Midoriya kid, go follow your boyfriend. Me and you both know you want to.

Class 1-B-
10-10-23

What the hell did i just read. Who would write that. Who found out?! How?! Why?! Who did this! I'm gonna get expelled. Holy shit. Oh god. I can't breathe. What the fuck?!

"Kat, cmon let's go sit in my office. You two Midoriya."
"I-i-"
"Shh. Cmon you two."

My head won't stop ringing. My hands feel clammy and i can feel tears in my eyes. I've never felt like this before. I've seen it happen to Izuku when we were younger, but he never explained it like this. My chest feels like it's gonna explode. I can't do this.

"Kat? Cmon Kat we're almost there."

My throat felt like it was closing up. My eyes were extremely watery and moving was difficult. My legs were wobbly and i could feel my quirk trying to go off. Why can't i breathe. Why am i not getting any air in. What is going on with me?

"Alright we're here, sit you two okay? Katsuki, here's some water kid. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this." And he left.

Izuku pov.

I'm speechless. I have literally no words. Who would write that! That's so rude. I don't even understand. And this obviously is affecting Kacchan. Why would someone do this..?

This whole thing feels like a nightmare. I didn't understand the shaking feeling next to me until i saw my boyfriend with knees to his face on the opposite side of the couch. With tears in his eyes, him struggling to breathe and his hands over his ears, i realized he was in the same nightmare as me, only worse.

"Kacchan.. It's okay."
"N-no it's not."
"Yes it is, he's gonna get to the bottom of it-"
"But it's not that simple! I-i apologized ye-years ago bu-but it's not enough! I tried s-so hard to be n-nice and caring b-but it's not e-enough! I-i'm tired of this i-izuku. I'm d-done! I-i can't do this sh-shit anymore."
"Kacchan.."
"I-i'm sorry. I- I'm so f-fucking s-sorry."

I quickly got over to him and hugged him tightly. He tensed up a bit but then he quickly opened his arms and put them around me, sobbing.

"S-shit i can't breathe."
"Huh?"
"I- why can't i- help.."
"Hey don't get worked up. You've okay. Umm.. Shit."
"Iz-izuku.."
"Hey, look at me."
"Mm.."
"You're okay. I promise. You need to calm your heart rate to slow your breathing."
"H-how."
"Follow my breathing. In and out, just like i'm doing."

He quickly got the hang of it, starting to breathe slower and his heart rate slowing down as well.

"W-what was that."
"It's a Panic attack. It happens sometimes."
"That hurts."
"I know. If you ever feel like you're gonna have one let me know okay?"
"Mhm."
"I promise it will be alright."
"But-"
"Kacchan. I forgave you years ago. Did your words affect me? Yes. But you changed. Whoever that is that wrote that doesn't know shit. They don't know us. It's okay."
"You sure?"
"I promise."

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