Blood Stained Roses || Yandere!BNHA x Reader

04 ~ New acquaintances

"Are you alright?" Izuku had a hand on your shoulder. "(Y/n)?"

You blinked rapidly. "Oh. Yeah sorry. I'm fine. Just . . . tired? Yeah. Just tired."

The look he gave you told you he absolutely did not believe your ridiculous excuse. He was about to open his mouth to question you further when you suddenly pointed at something.

"No way. Is that . . . Kacchan?"

Izuku immediately followed your finger. And then he paled. "Yeah. Yeah that is."

The hallway seemed to grow quieter as you, Izuku, and Ochaco all turned to look at the figure who had just entered the scene. He was making his way down the corridor with a determined stride. His usual scowl was in place, and the air around him seemed to crackle with barely-contained energy.

As he approached, you could see that he was muttering to himself, seemingly in a bad mood.

Apparently his default.

His eyes scanned the crowd with a mix of disdain and annoyance. When his gaze landed on you, Izuku, and Ochaco, his expression darkened even further.

"Of course, you three are in the same class," Bakugo growled as he walked up to you. "It's like the universe's sick joke."

"Hey, Bakugo!" Izuku said, trying to sound cheerful despite his evident nervousness. "We're all in Class 1-A, huh? How's it going?"

Bakugo's eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't have time for small talk. Just stay out of my way. I've got better things to do than babysit a bunch of wannabe heroes."

Ochaco's face fell slightly at his words. "Come on. We're all just here to do our best. We should be supporting each other."

Bakugo huffed. "Support? I don't need any support. And neither do you guys. Just don't get in my way, alright?"

There was a tense silence as everyone processed his words. You could feel the unspoken animosity between Bakugo and the rest of the group. Izuku, ever the optimist, tried to break the tension.

"Alright, well, we should probably head into the classroom before we get too sidetracked. We don't want to be late on our first day."

Bakugo scoffed but said nothing further. With a final glare, he turned and stomped off towards the classroom, leaving a trail of muttered curses in his wake.

You, Izuku, and Ochaco exchanged looks of apprehension before making your way to the door marked "1-A." The excitement of the day seemed to have taken a hit, but you couldn't let it get you down. This was a new chapter, and you were determined to make the most of it.

Even if that asshole Kacchan seemed intent on ruining that.

You turned to Izuku as you stepped into the classroom. "What's that guy's actual name?"

The green haired boy sighed. "Katsuki. Katsuki Bakugo. Why?"

"I was just asking in case I needed to call him something other than 'that asshole' in my head."

Izuku chuckled, a nervous edge to his laughter. "I guess that's fair. But he's not all bad, really. He's just... intense. You'll get used to him."

" . . . Seriously?"

Ochaco, trying to lift the mood, nudged you both toward the classroom door. "Come on, let's get in before we miss anything important."

The three of you entered Class 1-A, and the buzz of conversation from the other students immediately enveloped you. The room was a lively mix of personalities and excitement, each student settling into their seats and exchanging greetings.