Izuku POV
Deku
That name cursed me for my whole life.
It represented my weakness.
My inferiority
My uselessness.I think of that as I'm pushed forcefully to the ground. I landed in my back, covering my head as to protect my skull from Kacchan and his "friends".
I know they're only there for his power. If he was a quirkless child like I am, they would've left him in an instant.
But at the moment the only thing I could think of is how to get out of this situation causing the least amount of damage to both parties.
I could allow Kacchan to use his explosions on me, but I'm not nice enough to let a sadist like him destroy my body.
Not after he destroyed my mind.
Another option is to quickly turn his palm to face his own face while he's about to blast me. But I still want Kacchan alive and well to become a hero.
Author's note:( a little background knowledge. In this story Bakugo didn't get into UA and is in another hero school, one Izuku passes by every day. That's how he gets bullied. Yes, he still gets bullied. Bakugo's "friends also got in so they're still the Bullying Izuku Squad. Or the BIS)
And well, his bozos might attack me on his behalf.
"Well Deku, have you ever thought about death? The blackness swallowing you up like a cozy blanket on Christmas Eve?"
And there's Kacchan sadistic grin. I already know what's going to happen.
"N-no Kacchan. Never though about that. Heh." I laugh nervously.
"Do you want a little taste of what I can offer you? You might be able to write down in that stupid notebook if yours."
His friends snickered. I blushed in embarrassment. Obviously Kacchan took it the wrong way.
"Huh? You gay nerd? Maybe I can blast that shit out of your system!"
Ah, did I forget to mention he's extremely homophobic?
Okay, I can stand his earlier comments. It happens to me everyday, but I can't see him insult me in this way! Yes, I'm gay and yes, I at one point had a crush on Kacchan, but after I knew it would never happen, I stopped.
I look down at the ground with tears falling down my cheeks. The trio took this as a sign of submission.
"Aw, the mouse is submitting to its masters!" The guy on the left chuckled.
"Bakugo, you need to teach this nerd a lesson." The guy on the right stated.
I don't know what I did to make them say that. I'm pretty sure I've been completely submissive to Kacchan and his dogs. But today, he went too far. I think we both know it.
Bakugo, who was looking at me in disdain replaced his frown with a grin that can scare the bravest of heroes.
"Yeah, I think you're correct." He raised his left hand, prepared to blast my face off. This was his way of gaining back his confidence. Yeah, a bit messed up.
I finally decided. I'm going to stand up to them.
Swiftly as the wind, I kept up towards Kacchan, grabbed his wrist, turnt it so it faced directly to his.. well... face.
It happens so quickly that none of them ahead time to react.
Kacchan didn't have enough time to stop his explosions from happening, and in turn, got blasted in the face.
Kacchan looked dazed for a moment before falling to the ground.
His so called friends took one look at me, and ran away.
Cowards.
I look down at Kacchan, just realizing what I've done.
I've killed him.
Author's note
Welp that escalated quickly. Did Bakugo really die? Did our little cinnamon roll really commit a murder? Find out in the next chapter my Angels <3
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