Amethyst. (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

PART 2 - Icy Words and Fiery Tempers

As I stepped off the bus, my heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves. The sight of UA High School in front of me was impressive, I had to admit. The sun was shining brightly, making everything look so vibrant and alive. I watched as students, some in their colorful hero costumes, chatted and laughed, adding to the lively atmosphere. It was a bit overwhelming, to be honest.

Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt a jolt as someone bumped into me. Startled, I looked up to see Shoto, who had collided with me.

"Watch where you're going!" Shoto retorted coldly, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing as he glared at me. "Don't get in my way and preferably don't talk to me. I don't want anyone to see us together. I definitely won't be putting on a 'happy family' act with you," he muttered under his breath, making sure only I could hear him, his tone icy and distant.

His words hit me harder than I expected. The cold look in his eyes matched the icy wall he had put up between us. I was hit with a wave of confusion and sadness. It felt like a punch to the gut hearing him talk to me like that, so coldly and distantly. I wanted to brush it off, act tough like I didn't care, but deep down, his rejection stung more than I wanted to admit.

I gritted my teeth, trying to keep my emotions in check, but before I could stop myself, the words were out.

"Fine," I shot back, louder than I had intended, frustration lacing my voice. "I'm not going to beg for your approval, Shoto," I declared, meeting my brother's gaze head-on. My heart was racing, and I didn't know if it was anger or hurt driving me at that moment. "You can shut me out and act like I'm invisible all you want. But I'm not going to hang around waiting for you to come to your senses."

For a brief moment, Shoto's expression shifted to one of surprise. Even I was taken aback by my own words. We had never spoken like this to each other, not so openly. The tension between us was thick, and the air felt charged with unspoken emotions.

"Just get out of my way," Shoto muttered, his voice returning to its usual icy tone before he walked past me and into the school.

I stood there for a moment, closing my eyes to steady my racing heart as the weight of the other students' stares bore down on me. I could feel their eyes on me, watching, judging. Shoto's words had been quiet, almost whispered, while mine had come out loud and clear for the whole school to hear. Judging by the way everyone was looking at me, I had made quite the spectacle.

"Fantastic," I muttered to myself, rolling my eyes at the attention. I hated the feeling of being exposed like this.

"What's your problem?" I snapped at a guy with blonde spiked hair who was glaring at me from a few feet away. He looked like his hair could stab someone with how sharp it was.

"What the hell did you just mumble, you damn extra? You got a death wish or something?" he retorted sharply, his voice filled with aggression.

His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, and his muscles tensed. His intense red gaze was locked onto me, a fiery glare that practically dared me to challenge him further. I couldn't help the smirk that crept onto my face. This guy—who looked like an angry Pomeranian with his spiky hair and posture—was seriously trying to intimidate me?

"You think you can bark orders at me like some hotshot hero?" I raised an eyebrow, still smirking. I wasn't going to back down from this guy's attitude.

A crackling sound and a bright light emanating from his hand caught my attention, and I realized his quirk was in play. Sparks of light flickered around his fist, and I felt a surge of curiosity mixed with readiness. I briefly wondered what kind of quirk he had. My muscles tensed, half-expecting a fight to break out.