Chapter 7 Rooftop

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You walk out of the elevator and instantly feel the crisp spring air hitting you in the face. Now this is what you needed, a quiet space to think.

You sit down, leaning against one of the ventilators, taking in the view of he sun that was about to start going down.

You thought about all the lies you had told that day, how dirty they made you feel. You wern't a lier, you were a good person, you lied out of nececaty.

At least that is what you had to tell yourself to not lose your sanity.

You had been so caught up in your own thoughts, you almost didn't hear the footsteps walking right up to you. You probably wouldn't even have noticed him, if it wern't for those bright brainwaves.

"Hey Bakugou." You say, not bothering to look up at him, you knew you were right in your suspisions.

"You didn't even fucking look at me, have you memorised my footsteps or something, creep?" He says, annoyed as always.

"No," you say, now turning to look at him "you are just the only person i know that radiates orange spikes where ever he goes, so I took i wild guess."

He hufs, clearly unsatistied with the answer you had to provide.

He had gotten closer to you now, so he was standing and looking down at you. "What are you doing here? This is my spot." He says annoyed.

"Sorry, I didn't see a sign that said propety of Katsuki Bakugou when I came onto the roof." You give him a sarcastic smile which you know he hates.

He knew you were right, and that seemed to be pissing him of even more. He suddenly changes the subject. "Why did you lie?" He asks.

You were very taken back by the question. "What do you mean? I haven't lied." You confidentaly say.

"You've been a walking lie machine ever since you stepped foot in here, and I wanna know why. I hate liers." He says, visably angry that you didn't spill all your secrets to him right then and there.

He didn't know anything, he was trying to intimidate you right? "Humor me, what things are there that i've supposedly lied about?" This would help you find out if he actually knew what he was talking about.

"While we were out for pizza today, that whole story you told about yourself and why you wanna be a hero, that was all bullshit." Shit, he did really know what he was talking about, could the others tell you were lying as well or was it just him?

Welp you were really stuck now. You couldn't make up a new lie, he would see right through that as well, but it's not like you could tell him the truth, right?

"How did you know?" You ask, you needed more time to come up with a plan.

"Know you lied? Like a said, I hate liers, I became good at detecting them. And I don't really like you, so I assumed any word coming out of your moth was a lie, and you just confirmed it. So now, tell me the fucking truth, or all your new friends down there are going to find out exactly what kind of person you are." He says, for the first time he actually managed to intimidate you.

"Well aren't you just a plesure to be around. So we are clear, I don't like you either." You say.

He gave you a look that said 'i couldn't care less' and sits down next to you now. Probably cause he realized this was going to take a while. "Speak." He demands.

"Ok, ok, i'll tell you. I wasn't born in Kyoto." You say, hoping to not give him more information than needed.

"Well I figured as much, very stupid thing to lie about, no one would care where you are born. So, then where?" He asks, he could tell you would only be giving small bits of information at a time.

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