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~27 Broken Fuse~

I MISSED IZUKU'S BIRTHDAY I'M GONNA CRY T^T

"It's about [F/N]." 'What? Angel? What does she have to do with this?'

"What do you mean this is about [F/N]?" I answered the kid in front of me in a low grumble. "Is...is she okay?"

"So I was right. You do seem to care about her. Well, then you definitely won't like what I have to tell you." Blue boy responded with fake pity.

"Just fucking tell me what's going on!" I said starting to get irritated with the nuisance in front of me. "I have better things to do than sit here and listen to your squeaky ass voice."

"Heh, as charming as ever I see. Well, about this [F/N] situation." Blue boy looked up at me, though it didn't feel like it. Though his eyes were on my face, he wasn't looking at me. His expression was blank, his body was calm. This dude was starting to give me the creeps. "She said somethings to me a few days ago. About you no less. We speak over the phone quite often you know. Anyway," Suddenly a massive chill ran down my spine. "Everything you know her for...is a lie."

Hundreds of thoughts came rushing to my head all at once. All of them about [F/N]. Her laughing at me behind my back. Pitying me...what the hell is this?!

"This is the truth Bakugo," Blue Boy said stepping closer. "I hate to show you all of this, especially before the finals. But it just didn't feel right to leave you with a false idea of who [F/N] really is. I-" His words were cut off by the speakers turning on.

"The time has finally come sport's fans. The finals for this year's Sport's Festival is about to begin. Finalists, please make your way to the entrance to the grounds!"

Looking away from the speakers and finally steadying my vision, I glared at the teal haired freak and stomped off. 'What the actual fuck was that all about....'

[F/N]'s POV

Walking out onto the field was probably the scariest moment of my life. I've walked into this arena three times today already, but this time, whether it be because of the round or my opponent, goosebumps rose up all over my skin.

"It's the final round you've all been waiting for! This match will prove which first year stands at the top!" Mic shouted from his booth. "From the hero course, its [F/N] [L/N]! Versus, her classmate Katsuki Bakugo!" Looking at Katsuki, I noticed something...different about him. Going into a fight he'd usually have either a bored expression or a sadistic smile coating his face. But this was something new. His eyes were narrowed and his frown was low. It was the face you'd make when you saw something you didn't like, such a turning your nose up at a certain dish.

"You ready KitKat?" I yelled over to the blonde across from me. Nothing. He kept his mouth shut and his stance the same. "Hey, are you alright?" I asked starting to get worried for my friend's well being.

I thought he would ignore me again, but after a few moments he responded with, "Tch, why would you care? Is it so you can pity me some more?"

"Wh-what? Katsuki what are you talking about?" I was really getting nervous now. Pity him? What put the idea in his head I was pitying him?

"Don't play dumb with me you little shit." Katsuki's called me things like that thousands of times but before, it was a joke. He'd end it with a smirk or a small chuckle. This time, there was no smirk or small chuckle. He was serious. What going on with him?

"What the he-" Before I could finish Present Mic interrupted me by shouting "Begin!" Katsuki first move was crazy. Grabbing his wrist he created a huge explosion and shot it right towards me. Not knowing exactly what to do I jumped as high as I could to avoid being hit by the explosion. Carefully I floated myself back down. "Katsuki! What are you-!"