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➤【 yandere katsuki bakugo x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, Katsuki Bakugo loves to torment one of his classmates for a very simple reason: he's obsessed with her
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➺ mature themes and language
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MUMBLING under her breath in a rather obsessive manner, (Y/N) eyed her classmates who were all happily chatting with each other during their lunch period, unaware that they were being stared at and profiled. After the principle had called both her and Katsuki to the office, after it became known that someone had dared to try and gain the upper hand against him, she needed to find out exactly who it was that had done so. Biting the nail of her thumb in quick succession, ignoring the way blood dripped down her (S/C) skin because of it, she then suddenly stilled.
Her eyes widened.
It was him.
Glaring the boy who used to be one of Katsuki's lackeys down, she watched as he trembled while nervously glancing around—actions one only does when guilty about something. She pinned him as the one who had been trying to separate her from Katsuki, and she knew that she would do anything to make sure that didn't happen.
He tried to keep you away from me, Katsuki.
I'll fix it.
I'll fix it.
So look at me again.
Pay attention to me again.
I'm the only one you're ever going to need.
Slamming her hands down on the boy's desk, watching as he jolted upward from the action, she stared dead into his eyes with little to no remorse being present in her (E/C) gaze, her fingers twitching in a way that begged her to make him suffer in misery.
"I know it was you..." her lips crooked upward in a maniacal grin. "The one who reported Katsuki like the little bitch that you are."
The boy swallowed thickly.
His hands shook.
After the way Katsuki treated the three—the ones who attacked (Y/N)—who had been his friends for forever, the boy knowing they deserved such treatment for their malicious actions, he however also knew that they were ostracized and outcasted mainly because they dared to touch (Y/N). He and Katsuki weren't close, something unlike the other three, so he knew if he blew his fuse again, he would likely be the next punching bag.
He couldn't have that.
Out of fear of Katsuki, not out of a noble cause to help those bullied, he reported him to the office.
It's fine.
His fingers curled into tight fists.
He's crazy.
He shouldn't be here.
But, then again...
Looking up, pure dread prickled at his skin in the form of the hairs along his arms and neck raising due to the way (Y/N) was looking at him. He felt like nothing but dirt from how dead of an emotion resided within her eyes.
