"I fucking love you." Bakugo whispered. "And I'm not a dumbass, so I know that you don't fully feel the same way back."
"Katsuki-"
"Everyone is after you, (y/n), and I won't be able to do anything about them." Bakugo growled, playing with the ends of her hair. "So I'm going to wait for you. I'll always wait for you."
"We've gone through almost everyone's room." Mina gasped, realising that the fun would almost end. "But we haven't seen (y/n)'s!"
"Speaking of (y/n), where is she?" Kaminari asked, scratching his chin. "She didn't say she was going to sleep."
"Maybe she's still decorating?" Kirishima suggested the idea.
Before they knew it, the students subconsciously began making their way to her room.
"Wait, what if (y/n) is busy and wants some private time?" Todoroki stated, standing in front of her door, to block it. "She did recently experience something awful."
"If she wanted some alone time," Mina smirked, twisting the exposed door handle. "Then she wouldn't have left her door unlocked!"
Slowly pushing the door, they were taken aback by the sight in front of them. Bakugo's hand made its way to the back of her neck, as he pulled her in for a second kiss, this time even longer.
Understanding the situation, Jirou quickly ran to the front of the crowd and quietly shut the door, standing where Todoroki was once stood.
"N-no way." Kirishima laughed nervously, denying what he had just seen. "They're not dating, right? Right?!"
Awkwardly, the crowd began dispersing, into smaller friend groups, some students heading to their rooms.
(Y/n) sat up and observed the sleeping boy, her fingers caressing his cheek. She giggled quietly, before carefully leaving the bed, trying her best not to wake him. She rubbed her eyes and put on some slippers as she took her phone and switched on the screen, the time only a few hours after she had fallen asleep.
(Y/n) made her way through the dorms, to the front door, only to be stopped by her peers.
"Where are you going? It's pretty late." Kirishima asked, his eyes leaving his phone screen to observe the girl, who was wrapped up in a coat.
"I'll be visiting the graveyard, since I missed the funeral." She stated, turning the door handle.
"That's pretty dangerous. Maybe you should take your man with you." Kaminari chuckled with bitterness in his tone. His words caused Kirishima to jump up nd lightly punch him on his arm for his straightforwardness.
"Pardon?" (Y/n) giggled into her hand. "My man?"
"He was just messing around." Sero emerged from the back, slapping a hand over Kaminari's mouth. "Anyway, don't you need a teacher's permission to leave the dorm?"
Chuckling slightly, (y/n) placed her index finger on her lips and winked, walking backwards out of the dorm.
The journey to the graveyard was a long, lonely one and (y/n) felt as though it was never going to end. (Y/n) was able to live her daily life normally, but the thought that she would never be able to feel Akira's presence lingered and made her heart ache. Especially because everything he did was for her. To help her to become stronger. To become a hero. And that was exactly what she was going to do.
She sat beside his grave, placing down flowers with a soft smile, which was slowly replaced by a scowl.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" (Y/n) growled, quickly standing up with caution.
"I knew you were going to be here, so I just wanted to talk to you." The woman claimed, throwing her hands up showing that she had no bad intentions.
"Y'know, I always thought I needed a Ouija board to talk to a damn demon like you." (Y/n) spat at the older woman stood in front of her.
"(Y/n), that is no way to talk to your aunt." The older woman scolded, holding her own arm to restrain herself from the urge to hit the younger female.
"What did you want to talk about?" (Y/n) asked, taking a seat in the grass, beside Akira's grave.
"How about we go somewhere more appropriate?" Her aunt suggested. She rolled her eyes after noticing (y/n) shake her head.
"I refuse to go anywhere with you." (Y/n) stated firmly. "What did you want to talk about?"
"I just wanted to know how you've been doing-"
"Cut the shit and get straight to the point." (Y/n) growled, glaring at the woman.
"Okay, okay!" Her aunt whined. "Well, recently, you've become quite the popular hero-"
"I won't give you money." (Y/n) stated blankly, leaving the flowers down on Akira's grave, before standing up. She began walking away, before her aunt forcefully grabbed her wrist.
"Don't you think I deserve it, especially after putting up with your useless ass for-"
"I owe you nothing." (Y/n) said as she ripped her hand from her aunt's grip. "Especially after you spread that bullshit for them to use against Shouta, at the press conference."
(Y/n) began walking away, until she bumped into another figure -two figures. Her cousins.
"Damn, a whole fucking family reunion. You guys wanna dig up my mother too?" (Y/n) laughed forcefully, slapping her knee. "Get out of my face. I have to return home."
"Wait, (y/n). We have something to give you." The mother of the two adults in front of (y/n) stated. Her voice sounded different though. She sounded scared - almost terrified. (Y/n) caught the box. It appeared to be a long jewellery box - one that was very unusually shaped. She looked up at her two cousins, who appeared to be wearing extremely fake, worn out smiles, their eyes awkwardly darting around. (Y/n)'s hands began to shake as she slowly opened the box. She had opened it slightly and quickly shut it once again.
"Why?" Her voice was trembling. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!"
Angrily, (y/n) looked to her male cousin and the look in his eye showed sympathy, as though he was suffering just as much. His eyes lacked guilt and (y/n) was rarely wrong when analysing people. Her eyes softened slightly, but that didn't stop (y/n) from running away.
Desperately, She sprinted through the streets, despite the injuries that still covered her body. She gasped for air as she ran through the busy streets. (Y/n) skidded across the ground, to stop herself in front of the building, which had been cordoned off. She approached a nearby police officer, who had been guarding the building.
"W-what happened here?" She asked, preparing herself for what she was about to hear. (Y/n)'s legs grew weak as she fell to the ground, tears pouring out endlessly.
"The landlady of this building." He stated. "She has gone missing."
