Unravelling The Lies ( MHA fanfic )

Chapter 12: Unveiling Emotions

All Might observed the aftermath of Izuku's throw with a proud smile, clearly impressed by the young student's ingenuity. Izuku had managed to focus **One For All** into his fingertips, a technique that not only impressed All Might but also garnered praise from Ochaco. However, not everyone was pleased.

Katsuki Bakugo stood rigid, his face a mask of confusion and barely contained rage. Suzuha Chikage, standing nearby, noticed the storm brewing within him. The tension in the air was thick, and she could sense that something dangerous was about to happen. Katsuki's eyes were locked onto Izuku, brimming with betrayal and disbelief. The thought that Izuku had been hiding his Quirk all their lives sent Bakugo spiraling into a fury.

Suddenly, Katsuki's rage erupted.

"WHAT THE HELL?!!! EXPLAIN YOURSELF, DEKU!!!" he shouted, lunging toward Izuku, fists clenched and wild with anger.

Suzuha, sensing the danger, instinctively shot to her feet, ready to intervene. But just as she took a step forward, a capture weapon wrapped tightly around her arm, stopping her in her tracks. She glanced down in surprise, then looked up to see Aizawa giving her a stern shake of his head, his eyes cool and firm. The unspoken message was clear: *This is my domain, follow the rules.*

At the same time, Aizawa's capture weapon had already snared Katsuki, halting his advance just before he could reach Izuku.

Katsuki struggled against the bindings, his voice raw with emotion. "WHAT THE... This cloth... IT'S STIFF!!"

Aizawa, calm as ever, tightened his hold. "Bakugo, stand down," he commanded, his voice low but resolute. "I won't tolerate disruptions in my class, especially not outbursts like this."

Katsuki shot Aizawa a venomous glare, but the intensity in Aizawa's eyes made it clear there would be no further argument. After a moment, Aizawa released him, allowing him to stumble back, still seething but visibly restrained.

The rest of the class watched, stunned into silence, as the situation diffused. Aizawa glanced briefly at Suzuha, his expression softening slightly, as if to acknowledge her instinct to protect but remind her of his authority over the students.

Once the tension began to settle, Aizawa turned back to the class to reveal the results of the Quirk Apprehension Test. The students held their breath in anticipation.

"Midoriya," Aizawa's voice cut through the stillness, "you placed last."

A heavy silence descended on the group, and Izuku's earlier triumph seemed to evaporate in an instant. His face paled, and he visibly tensed. The prospect of expulsion hung in the air like a dark cloud, pressing down on him. For a moment, it felt as though the ground had been ripped out from under him.

Aizawa let the tension hang for a moment longer, before finally speaking again, this time with a slight smirk. "The expulsion rule... was a lie."

"WHAT?!!!!!" a chorus of students screamed, their shock echoing across the field.

Suzuha flinched at the sheer volume of their disbelief. She wasn't the only one; half the class looked like they'd been punched in the gut by Aizawa's casual revelation. Meanwhile, Momo Yaoyorozu, standing calmly at the back, simply crossed her arms, sweat dropping as she spoke in an exasperated tone.

"Of course it was a lie... didn't take much to figure it out," Momo said, her voice steady but with a hint of annoyance, as if she had expected better from her classmates.

A collective groan followed, some students shooting Momo incredulous looks, but the relief was palpable. Suzuha noticed Izuku sag with relief, letting out a shaky breath he had been holding. His entire body seemed to deflate, tension rolling off him in waves.

Suzuha, meanwhile, made a note in her notebook: ○ Aizawa's methods : harsh, but effective. Test of both mental fortitude and physical ability. Keeps students on edge.

As the class began to relax, Aizawa looked back at Izuku, his tone flat but not unkind. "Midoriya, go see Recovery Girl for your finger."

Izuku nodded weakly, his earlier anxiety still lingering but overshadowed by a sense of grateful relief. As he walked off, Ochaco Uraraka and Tenya Iida rushed to his side, clearly worried for their friend. Suzuha watched them go, making another mental note about the growing bonds within the class.

She then turned her gaze toward Katsuki. Bakugo stood rigid, his fists clenched at his sides, glaring after Izuku. His fury hadn't subsided; if anything, it had only deepened. Suzuha observed him carefully. The raw, boiling anger that radiated from him was not just about Izuku's success - it was about something deeper. Betrayal, confusion, frustration.

Suzuha jotted down her thoughts in her notebook: ○ Bakugo : Emotional volatility tied to perceived betrayal. Struggles to reconcile past assumptions with present reality. Potential for volatile behavior.

Her pen paused as she reflected on her own actions during the confrontation. She had been quick to react, ready to step between Izuku and Bakugo. But Aizawa had been faster, and his firm grip had been a reminder of her place as a student, not an enforcer.

She wrote: ○ Suzuha : Quick to intervene. Must balance protective instincts with respect for authority.

As the students dispersed, Suzuha couldn't shake the feeling that the tension in the class wasn't over. Bakugo's glare followed Izuku as he walked away, his anger simmering just below the surface. This wasn't the end of their conflict—it was only the beginning. The dynamics of the class were shifting, and it was only a matter of time before it all came to a head.

*This is going to get complicated,* Suzuha thought, watching her classmates from a distance. *The relationships in this class are going to be just as challenging as the physical tests.*

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