Traitor

Chapter 15

Uraraka's P.O.V
My heart was pounding. My sneakers squeaked against the polished tiled floor as I warily followed the security guard in front of me. I reached the "conversation" chamber, and was left alone, although All Might was literally by my side (behind a glass screen), I still felt singled out.

There was a metal wall in front of me and within a couple of minutes, it would rise to reveal the glass chamber in which Deku was imprisoned.
I was nervous, insanely nervous, the thought of this day was what occupied my mind the past week but even the past week had some incidents.

Todoroki apologized to me for "saying something he shouldn't have said" and I apologized too for lashing out, he then gave me mochi as a peace offering to which the both of us gladly ate over a friendly conversation (which was mostly just Todoroki talking about how he prefers his soba cold and me talking about possible mochi recipes). It was pleasant until we got unsettling news later.

After the fight, UA was temporarily closed due to the circumstances of most of their students, then a letter was sent to everyone in class 1A. Due to violating many of the school's laws, we were suspended, for a month. This (obviously) came with an added bonus, our one month of suspension was also the month of preparation for our graduating exam, if we failed it, it meant starting 2nd year all over again

The preparation had conditions, we are not allowed to seek assistance from pro-heroes for training for the practical exam and we had to learn the information we would be missing for the month by ourselves, which also meant our written exam would be as unpredictable as everything that's happening right now.

This was hard but we felt a tiny bit of relief because we weren't expelled and that was because (maybe) the pro heroes understood why the class did what they did. Even though Tokoyami, Bakugo and I weren't necessarily involved in this, we took the punishment because after all, the class suffered this much all because they wanted to save us and the only way we could repay them even in the slightest was to be a part of their punishment. We didn't have quirks anymore but our motive to become heroes didn't change and because of this Tokoyami, Bakugo and I were given permission to relax the rules a little bit and improve our fighting skills through Mei's equipment (even though she had lost her quirk, she didn't lose her passion for inventing). It was a risk, a mega risk the three of us were taking but we had to try.

Then I got the news that Yaomomo's legs weren't exactly in working condition and that her quirk was dangerously unstable.
Kaminari couldn't use his hands anymore to release electricity.
Jirou's earphone jack was damaged, permanently, which meant she could only use one fourth of her maximum power.

Everyone knew about the new villain, Deku. A total of 27 quirks were stolen and over a 30 people killed.

Then we visited the houses of our friends to pay our respects since most of us weren't able to attend the funerals. It was a week full of mixed emotions.

The day before today was the day I talked to Bakugo. I remember it word to word, it was a conversation I couldn't forget.

"Bakugo, I'm sorry, really sorry. What I said was wrong and I shouldn't have spoken so rashly. I really didn't mean a thing I said, I was just not thinking straight." I said.
"Stop lying to yourself pink cheeks, you meant what you said, stop trying to run away from that realization, anyways I don't even care, to me he's a jerk, not a villain, not a hero, a freaking jerk, that's what he is." Bakugo said as he turned around to leave.
"Wait!" I stopped him.
"What do you want now round face," He sighed (it was kinda weird to see him not overreact as much as I expected him to).
"Does this mean we're friends now?" I asked, daring to look into his eyes.
"Pfft, whatever, I don't really give a damn," He said as he once again turned around and walked away.
I smiled and whispered to myself,
"That's the Bakugo I know."