Sparking Connection (Bakugou x OC) ✔️

-Four-.

-Narrators POV-

Himitsu walked to her door, opening it, walking in and closing it once again. She was surprisingly calm about this. She leans her back onto the door, raising her wrist to where she can see it. Purple print marks that resemble a hand clasped around her wrist, with trails of scratches lining her arm. She wasn't mad at him. She knew why he was angry. She lied to him about her quirk, pretending she was useless. But she was far from that. Her past treated her badly, but she knows it's far behind her now. It reminded her of a conversation she had with Bakugou.

-flaskback-
one of the days when Bakugou would walk with Himitsu.
"you know I can see through you, right?" he told her thorugh the silence while they were walking.
"what do you mean?" she asked. she didn't understand what he meant.
"I see right through that facade. those fake smiles, laughs, giggles, i see right through them."
"wow. didn't know that you watch me that much" she said with a long sigh. Even a genuine smile. He was taken back by that.

"sh-shut up. just tell me why already." "remember when I left, the last thing you said to me?" she asked. "no." was his simple answer. "you said, and I quote, 'go kill yourself or something!'" She said in a mocking tone.
"What's that got to do with this?" He asked. "You know, I really did want to do it. And moving away, training with my parents and losing all contact with Izuku, just added fuel to the fire." She paused, letting the things she said settle into him. "I really do have fun sometimes, don't know if you've noticed, but there's just a side of me that thinks, 'if they know who I truly am, they'll turn into everyone else in my past.'"

She then arrived at her house. "Welp, cya Ba-ka-gou." She extended the syllables in his name, all while poking his cheek and running into her house laughing. He still doesn't understand how she can say such things in that Moment, then change her persona completely. It just boggles his mind.

-flashback end-

Himitsu walked into her room, changing into knee-high socks and a big jumper. It went to her knees, only a glimpse of skin before seeing the black socks. She flops onto her bed, her front body facing the ceiling. Feeling memories rise with the tears, she puts her arm over her eyes, her sleeve soaking up the tears. Memories were being remembered. And she hated that.

'Hey! Why are you so useless? Too bad you don't have a quirk like us? useless brat!'
'Oh come on! What's a monster like you doing at this school? Go jump in a hole or something!'
Oi! Loser. What's wrong with you? Go get a life!'
'Loser!'
'Weirdo!'
'Monster!'

She then remembered her parents.
'Why can't you be like your mother and father! We raised you to be smart and strong. This is pathetic!'

'Worthless!'
'Useless!'
'Failure!'
'Stupid!'

Her sleeve is soaked in tears now. Everything came back to her. She peeled her arm of her face, revealing puffy red eyes that had once been bright, is now dull and brimmed with tears. She had been called those names all her life. She had gotten used to it, but after meeting 1-A, she felt loved. For the first time in her life, she had people that cared for her. She was glad she moved to UA.

But it made her wonder, how was her father related to All Might? They were complete opposites. All Might was caring, always smiling. But her father never ends smiled at her. She didn't even know if he even cared for her. He only cared that she was his vessel of power and knowledge. But she was glad that she was free from their hands now. She hoped that no one would treat their family like that. She hoped that no one would treat her like that.

She laid down onto her bed like normal, pulling her blue blanket to her form, and closed her eyes. She wanted to fall into sleep instantly, so she could escape the thing we hate, called reality. She wished her life was as perfect as those movies. A perfect family, amazing friends, a wonderful childhood, caring parents, everything that she wanted, was everything that she could never have. until now. she has amazing friends, and her laughs and smiles cover up her heartbreaking past from the peering eyes of her classmates.

Behind that cheerful smile and gentle figure, stands a broken girl with a shattered heart.
(Am I the only one who loves that sentence?)

Himitsu couldn't sleep. Not after those painful memories. It was too silent for her to forget (lol same) so she needed something to take her mind off of this painful subject. Dragging her body of the comfy mattress, she goes to her desk. She pulls out a drawing book she owns, a pencil and a rubber. (Some say eraser. I say rubber.) she starts to draw random swirls and spirals, drawing abstract doodles and even drawing little Kawaii animals. (Idk why but I've been drawing chibi sheep and pandas too.)

Soon she got a bit bored, she dragged her butt out to the couch and opened her iPad. She put on a movie and while an ad was playing, she went to make popcorn. She put the popcorn in the microwave and set the timer. While that happened, she purred a cup of Sprite. (not sponsored xD) by the time she was done, the popcorn was finished and the ad had ended. She heard the intro music play rushed to pour the popcorn into a bowl and ran out of the kitchen, a bowl of popcorn goodness in one hand and a cup of sprite in the other.

She plopped herself down onto the couch and got comfortable with a pillow behind her back and a Blanket on her legs. They were curled up on the couch, and her snacks on a table. She kept her eyes on the screen and she shoved popcorn into her mouth and started chewing.

After the 2 hour long movie, it was like 12:45. She'd stayed up later than this. Sometimes, she wouldn't sleep at all. But she loves to sleep, so she decided to do so. She once again dragged her butt back into her room, slowly to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, making her way back, flopped her body onto the bed, and drifting off to sleep.

The next day, she woke up on time, changed and went to UA. She walked into class and sat down in her seat. The moment she entered, she felt a glare. 'Probably Bakugou being the dumbass that he is.' She thought to herself. The day passes by quickly, so does the week. But both Himitsu and Bakugou have been acting strangely. First, Bakugou would stare at her. And when she noticed him, he looked away, a hint of blush on his face. And when she would greet him in the morning, (yes she actually greets him, she's not the stuck up, arrogant jackass that ignores someone from a small argument. And no I'm not afraid of Bakugou. I'll slap him on a dare. But I'll just skip away saying "it was a dare! Ahh what a beautiful day, slapping Bakagou, him chasing me to the end of the earth, everything's just fine.") he would just look the other direction, mutter 'tch' and walk off. But then Himitsu would be like that. She would catch him staring, and blush while looking the other direction. And when she sees him watching her, her face would heat up.

'What's wrong with me? Why do I blush when I'm around him? I need to stop being a tomato.' She would think.

'What the Actual hell? Why is my face heating up when I'm around her? Why would I like a brat like her?!' He would question himself.

He was too arrogant to admit, and she was too dense to realise. Ahh. High school love.

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Halllooooo! I had fun writing this chapter. Mostly because I can write about how relatable I can be by shoving my natural ways of thinking into my OC, (I'm talking about when she was at home, being lazy about drawing, going somewhere that isn't my bed, making food,) and I can bend the dense girl and arrogant boys love life to my will. MUAAHAHAAAHHHAAAAA. Yep, dats me.
I'lL sEe YoU nExT tImE!!

-Tori