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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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DESPITE the fact that one, Izuku Midoriya, had survived, he didn't mentioned anything about (Y/N) or Katsuki to the press. He had a feeling that if he did, it would be very likely that he would wind up the same as his classmates: dead. Guilt clawed at him despite this, however he tried his best to shove it down. The events of the school burning down, though, passed, and eventually, a new year came. (Y/N) and Katsuki had disappeared just like they had always planned to do, stripping their rooms of any and all mentions of their infatuation for each other before they did.
It was thrilling, honestly.
They could do as they pleased.
However, even before that, it didn't hinder or stop their insatiable thirst to rid themselves of anyone and anything they deemed a threat to their relationship or status. Setting fire to the school was only the beginning, becoming almost like a Bonnie and Clyde duo as they slaughtered dozens and stole what they wanted.
It was the perfect life.
Or so it seemed.
"You should have stayed the fuck away from her," Katsuki growled down at the man whom he had beaten almost to a pulp in an alleyway, his red eyes blazing while his lips were twitching with a scowl. "I should gouge out your eyes for looking at her... cut out your tongue for speaking with her... fucking rip out your heart for ever wanting her. She's mine, you piece of shit."
With that, Katsuki sliced the man's throat before he could even scream.
He was dead not too soon after.
As Katsuki wiped his knife free of the other's blood, he glanced up upon hearing someone approach, a sickened grin highlighting his features when seeing (Y/N) drag the corpse of a woman behind her.
"Hello, Katsuki~" she crooned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lustfully. "I missed you."
"It seems you've been busy," he gestured with his head behind her.
"Oh... her?" (Y/N) merely rolled her eyes as she ground her body against Katsuki's, hating how his attention was not on her for even a second—no matter if the woman was dead. "She thought she could just fucking talk to you. I can't let her think that now, can I?"
"No, you can't..." Katsuki mumbled as he placed his chin on her head. "No, you can't..."
As the two embraced, their expressions darkened while their eyes lit with a maniacal and obsessed-filled infatuation for each other.
