𝗥𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁 +K. Bakugo X Reader+

34. Wordless[DELETED]

TW: mentions of SA and Self harm

Things went downhill quickly. The commissioner, the same person who welcomed you, was now against you. She spread the word herself.

The whore living in U.A. falsely claimed that a man was sexually harassing her when he had no past memories and no identity.

That was how the news stations saw it anyways.

You stayed in your room. No point in going out if people were only going to scrutinize you. You couldn't take it. The judgement, the hatred.

Even your own classmates were wary of you. The news had messed with their heads. Even when Izuku explained the whole situation, you knew there was doubt in their heads.

You didn't feel safe around them. Not Ochako, not Tenya, not Shoto. They all averted their gaze when you passed by. The only one who stared at you and was still the same besides your brother, was Katsuki.

Oh, Katsuki.

Always your comfort even when he didn't even try. It's so easy to fall in love with a boy who hates everyone else but you. So, so, easy.

Or maybe he does hate you.

It doesn't matter.

You still loved him.

Since when were you this down bad for him? No clue. Maybe you loved him because he was your savior. Or trauma bonding.

It doesn't matter, because you knew you did love him.

They had left for their provisional exam. You stayed in your room, unable to attend due to your tarnished reputation and because you weren't becoming a hero. You ignored the buzz in the back of your neck.

Who cares? They can't kill you anyways.

As minutes went by, the buzzing got stronger, to the point that it hurt. That bitch, she was always planning to betray you. Why?

Heroes are corrupted, weren't they?

You put on the suit you had requested and stepped out, unafraid. When it was time to die, you could care less about people's judgement. Under those heated gaze, you glared back at them.

You were like a god. If they tried anything, you'd be able to kill—

You blinked, fear making your heart jump to your throat. Just what were you thinking? Killing them? What a monster.

You clenched your hands as you felt another buzz. You ran off and outside the U.A. gates to take your pills and fly away.

Curled up in your bed, you shivered. You were afraid you couldn't go outside anymore. When you had returned from your mission, a lot of students had gathered in front of your dorm.

You were close to a panic attack as they hurled putred words, rotting your heart away. They had all come to an agreement of harassing you to get back at you.

Such cruel, cruel students.

I wasn't until the class had returned that they stopped. The crowd had revealed you on the floor, messy hair, a missing shoe, and blood dripping down your hands from shoes stepping on them.

Izuku almost went feral on the crowd but instead, he took you inside. Katsuki was the one who went feral on them, threatening to kill them.

They quickly left thanks to him, and the rest of the class soon forgot it happened.

It was cruel.

How could they easily toss you aside because you wanted help? You clung to the only two people you had left.

Izuku and Katsuki.

They were in the way.

All for One thought. If he got rid of them, then you'd truly become a villain. It was all going his way, he would soon, soon...

Society truly wanted to ruin you. Over and over again.

You were forced to attend school. It didn't matter if Izuku and Katsuki were around.

You were touched, hit, cussed at, and they were so vile. The man who caused it all seemed satisfied. Of course he would.

He didn't care about apologizing. You should've known. No, you did know. You should've known that no one would  love you.

Even in your class, you could feel how tense the other students were. Traitors, they were all traitors. They relied on this society to dictate what was right and wrong.

Insanity.

Aizawa seemed exasperated, and rightfully so. He felt guilty. He favored you over the rest of the students to make up for it.

He couldn't look at you without feeling as if he was watching you crumble apart. If this continued, he was afraid you'd give up.

Or you'd switch sides.

Principal Nezu was well aware. And he did nothing.

The students, the students, he couldn't control the students. Aizawa couldn't find any respect in him for the hybrid.

And as you spiraled downwards, you could not help the urges that came with it.