Hacker [Boku no Hero Academia Fanfic]

Chapter 8

Warning: Suicide attempt

     Bakugou never really wanted to be the one, but the shitty loli kept on following him! Sure, he had been a little soft on her but she was really starting to piss him off.

     He had always hated indecisive, ignorant brats that didn't understand how the world works and one seemed to have imprinted on him. The redhead he refused to call his friend had used the term 'manly' to describe it. Usually, a "piss off" would do the trick on him. 

     Being the temperamental teen, kids his age on the most part steered away from him. His reputation of acting what they called villainous far proceeded the truth. Whenever the explosive boy had spoken of his dream, the people had always had the same flash of disbelief and same fake smile as they agreed with him. They were all liars, every single one.

     However, he tried not to be troubled by such trivial matters. After all, they were not relevant to his life nor his dream. With the new, shitty loli, things took a more drastic turn. Still seen as a villain, people began to rumor that he was going to end up killing her.

     Yes, the girl that had played a part in the USJ, had no emotions, saw herself as nothing more than a mere tool, and could be used by any organization for the destruction of the world, could fall prey to a student going to UA. A child that had been raised to kill without a bat of the eye was to fall by the hands of Katsuki Bakugou.

     Even now, she was following him down through the corridors to the lunch room. Their so-called assistant teacher wasn't allowed to follow her further because she needed to submerse herself into society better. Like that was actually going to fucking work.

     No, he had her sit at a table not too far from where he was eating to make sure the little shit didn't actually choke on her chopsticks or some fucked up thing like that. She was also always scribbling on her notepad, which was almost as annoying as Deku when he spiraled off into another tangent of information that no one really asked for.

     Kumori was the only one that sat on that table and anyone who had forgotten was ushered away quietly by the other students. Even with Bakugou's fear level over the students, he still had some people that were friendly to him, but this was different. She was a real-life murderer in a academy for heroes-in-training.

     Whether or not the blue haired girl knew of the constant staring was a mystery to himself. If he had been in her situation, he would have had an aggressive outburst and maybe would've tried to blast away a few students. She just scratched away at her drawing, erasing and sketching out more. If someone hadn't known of her condition, they would have sent her into a asylum.

     Maybe to the students she was a constant reminder of the threat that laid in front of them; that there are people that have killed, robbed, stole, and used their quirks for evil that are less or the same as their ages.

    "Oy, Bakugou, you're staring again!"

     He turned away abruptedly, shot Kirishima a glare, and snarled, "It's not like there's any fucking law against it."

      The redhead brushed it aside with ease and grinned, "Not at all! I just think that it's manly how you look out for her!"

    "Who the fuck said that!?"

    Mina whistled, "Looks like trouble is finally coming."

    He tossed her a sour glance. He never wished to have anyone sit with him, but it just happened. He didn't ask for it and didn't really want it either.

     What the pink skinned student had said was true. Neito Monoma was approaching the lone girl's table at light speed and had his obnoxious, narcissistic smirk on his face. It sure was trouble, but it wasn't really a concern to him. If she managed to survive until villains until then, then she should've been able the heat and empty remarks.