just behind you ~ Katsuki Bakugou x fem O/C

sisters

Sorry gang I got bored of writing about their training session so time skipped to that evening
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TW
Nightmare
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That evening, I lie awake for an unusually long time. I normally like to go to bed at around 10 as I hate being in the dark for too long, feeling the uneasy creeping of vulnerability even when alone in my own room, but I'm now laid awake at 2:40, unable to sleep.

During our team battles earlier today, I'd been paired with Uraraka against Yaomomo and Toru, and Jirou and Ashido - no, Kyoka and Mina - they'd told us to call them by their first names since we've become good friends by now.

Uraraka and I won all our matches, and after, when we'd been getting ready for town in the changing rooms, Uraraka had been going on about how versatile mine and Yaomomo's quirks are.

I'd never thought about it before, but I guess she's right - I could probably make anything out of light if I had enough concentration and patience. I'd obviously have to know how it felt, but I could make many shapes with my quirk, which I'll have to experiment with this next week.

I sigh, rolling onto my stomach and grabbing my phone from my wooden bedside table.

7:45pm
1A girls

Mina <3:
GUYS TODAY WAS SO FUN
WE HAVE TO MAKE THIS A
WEEKLY THING

Yaomomo:
Agreed. I had fun today ❤️.

Tsu:
I'll be able to make it next
time! :P

Mina <3:
Yippee!!

2:43am (just now)

How am I related to this mf:
\{•v•}/

Me:
Cut it our Toru

How am I related to this mf:
Cut it out* hope this helps!! O.o

Also go to sleep tf

Kyoka🎧:
HELP

Me:
TGATS IT BOTH LF YOU ARE
GOING ON MY LIST HOES

Kyoka🎧:
pull up rn

come catch this fade

Toru:
KYOKA!?

Me:
Yap yap yap

*bites ur facw off

Kyoka🎧:
no

Me:
*chews on it

Kyoka🎧:
STOP ??

Me:
Anyway see u at achhkl tmrw <3

School*

Kyoka🎧:
night Sayuri but don't sleep tight
i HOPE the bedbugs bite

Me:
😾

I turn my phone onto DND, putting it on charge next to me before adjusting my bedsheets around me, still smiling from reading my friends texts.

"What color is a mirror?"

My soul practically ascends into the stratosphere as I jolt upright in bed to see a floating pink tshirt and shorts in my doorway. I struggle to reply, my mind scattered and heart racing. My visions a bit hazy with tiredness and my lack of glasses.

"Do you reckon that's something anyone will ever know for sure? And plus, wait, how do we know that my pink isn't your blue? Like, we'll never be able to prove anything because everything's the same but seem from different perspectives right?"

"Toru what are you doing in my room?"

She paces over, and I see the way her silk pajamas move as she wrings her hands together. I sigh heavily, my body relaxing again after that scare. At this point, we'll be lucky to get four hours of sleep. I almost don't want to drift off, as it means I'll have to wake up in the morning and go to school, but I know I have to, I need to exceed expectations in UA, and staying up this late the night before our second week was not the right move.

Shuffling slightly to the side of my double bed, I pat the space behind me as I lie back down, gesturing for Toru to sleep between me and the wall tonight. She doesn't sleep well since our mother left, and sometimes we just need to have the reassurance that we've still got each other.

My sister is a pain in the ass at the best of times, but she also a part of my soul, and we've always had each others backs when it mattered. I'm not about to change anything about that now.

The bed dips as she silently gets in, and for once I sleep on my side, facing away from Toru. I feel the warmth of her back seeping against mine as she lays next to me, facing the opposite way. Our spines press against each other, and I feel serenity come over me, a deep rooted sense of security. It doesn't take long for either of us to fall asleep.

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I'm standing at the edge of a giant table, the supersized oak rolling towards the horizon in all directions. The wood starts to quiver as I step forward, shaking softly under my echoing footsteps.

The white sky fills my chest with sawdust, and sadness clouds my eyes, glazing them with a thin sheen of tears. I take another step forward and the wood lurches along with my breaths as I spot a pair of slender hands clinging to the edge of the table. The pristinely manicured nails are bloody, splinters embedded deep in them with the desperation not to fall.

Why doesn't the person just pull themselves up? I peer over the edge to see a familiar head of hair, but I can't quite make out the face. A desperate hand reaches up to grab onto my ankle and I tumble to my knees hard, the jarring impact on the wood reverberating through my body. Lillies spring up under my legs, capturing me in a bed of flowers.

My throat choked up further as I desperately try to make out the woman's face, I blink away my tears, but the bluish-green hues of her hair should tell me enough.

'Sayuri, the perfect name. You'll be my little delicate flower. All mine. And Toru, my clear, fragile baby.'

The woman's thin arm wraps around me, hauling herself up as I'm pulled closer and closer to the edge of the table. Just as she manages to get a footing on the shaking surface, our balances switch and I fall headfirst down, down, down.

As I'm falling, a primal wave of terror enters my mind, and I plunge my fingers into my eye sockets, not being able to bear seeing my last moments. It doesn't hurt, but my vision goes away.

Toru's voice suddenly brushes my ears softly.
'Please don't leave me Yuri. I can't lose you too.'

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My body jolts awake after the first nightmare I've had in a long time. I shiver a little as my damp forehead dries, sticking my curly baby hairs against my forehead. Toru's curled up against the wall behind me.

Trying to shake the uneasy feeling from me, I brighten the settings of my nightlight a little, before rolling over and closing my eyes again, resting my hand on my sisters arm as a reminder of her presence. I'm gonna need at least ten energy drinks to get me through tomorrow.

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