Someone Special !/Bakugou x reader (English version)

Total chaos

And like every day of the week, my alarm rings. I turn it off and head to the bathroom. There, I look in the mirror, "God, ugh," I say, tired, seeing how exhausted I look. I make my way to school, not even bothering to take anything to eat or drink with me. I'm already not in the mood for school, I think to myself, and soon, I arrive. I'm the last student to arrive in class. I sit in my seat next to Katsuki, and it's clear how bad of a mood I'm in. As I overhear the conversations of others, I notice Shoto walking towards me. "Y/n? Why didn't you respond to me? Why haven't you answered your phone? What's going on?!" he yells at me.

"SHOUTING AT HER—!" Katsuki starts, but I raise my hand. "Leave it, Katsuki. 1. He's not worth it, and 2. I can take care of myself," I say, lowering my hand again. I glare at Shoto, making it clear how angry I am. As Katsuki starts yelling, the whole class gathers around to listen.

"Listen, Shoto, or should I say jerk?" I say, thinking it over. "Don't call him that, you bitch!!" Momo yells and tries to approach Shoto, but he pushes her away.

My eyes widen at Momo's outburst. "Oh, who's the real bitch here, huh?!! Trying to hit on a guy who's already taken, yeah, that's so clear. You're a real angel, aren't you? Who's buying that? Honestly, I'm way above you, not just in strength but also in brains. Let's be real—no sensible person would do what you did. And that includes you, Icyhot!" I snarl at the both of them. Shoto stands frozen in place. Katsuki is barely able to hold back his laughter, especially since I just called him the same nickname.

Momo opens her mouth again, "Yeah right, with all those extra pounds you've got on you, you're really stronger than me," she laughs. Ouch. "Extra pounds?!! She's got the most gorgeous figure you could imagine, okay?! Not too skinny, not too broad," Mina jumps in.

"Pfff, even so, her quirk is nothing," Momo says, laughing at me. I was about to respond, but Shoto cuts me off. "Stop saying stuff like that, Momo," he whispers. "What?" the stupid girl asks. "I said, stop saying things like that!" he yells at her. I raise my eyebrows in surprise. After what happened yesterday, I really didn't expect him to say anything against her.

"Yesterday you wanted to break up with her, and now? She's just a toy to you, isn't she? And the fact that you spent the night with her didn't sit well with me. What was that all about? You were supposed to come to me," she says, rolling her eyes and walking away. The whole class heard what she said.

"Y/n—" Shoto starts. "No, Shoto, I don't want to hear it. Just get out of my sight," I say, turning to Katsuki, who notices that I've started crying and gets angry. I look at him, silently begging him not to lose it, and he pulls me into his arms. You can hear some of the others gasp at the gesture, but the Bakusquad isn't surprised.

"Bakugou, let her go," Shoto says, threateningly. That's what finally sets me off. I pull away from Katsuki and turn to Shoto. "What's it to you?!!!" I shout at him, angry and crying. "Because you're my girlfriend," he says and tries to hug me. I push his arm away. "Your girlfriend?!!! Don't you think you're a little too late for that?!!!" I yell, stepping closer to him. "I TRUSTED YOU!!! I GAVE YOU MY HEART!!! TO A DAMN JERK!!! I did everything to make sure YOU were okay, so that YOU would stay with me!!!! And YOU have no right to say ANYTHING to me now!!! Because what WE had is OVER!!! You're such a bastard!!" I scream, poking him hard in the chest as I emphasize the words.

"Y/n, I—" "Didn't you get it, Shoto?!! Isn't that enough?! Get out of her sight!!" Denki calls out. I turn back around and go into Katsuki's arms again.

I sob. "I'm sorry, Bakugou, but right now, you're the only one who can really comfort me. It's pathetic because you don't even like me and all, but—" he interrupts me, "Don't talk such bullshit, tch. I'm here now, and you can cry all you want. Everyone in this class is an idiot anyway." He says, holding me just a little bit closer. "Thanks," I whisper just so he can hear. I don't thank people often. He should appreciate it.