Candor || bakugou katsuki

CANDOR || hope not

I stared at my desk, the empty feeling I've been experiencing heavy on my heart. It's been some time since the exams ended. Maybe days? Maybe weeks? I could no longer tell.

All I could think about was my mother. I couldn't even get enough sleep. The most I've gotten this week was four hours, and that was only because Recovery Girl had to use her quirk to heal my injuries from the practical exam.

There was no way I could concentrate on the exams. I wouldn't be surprised if I failed. Not to mention I was teamed with Bakugou and Midoriya for the practical exam. I think I was just lucky they were able to somewhat work together near the end. But All Might was really pushing it. I could've ended out with a permanent injury to my legs.

No one knows of my mother's death, and I don't plan on telling them about it anytime soon. My teeth clenched at the image of her lying in the hospital bed, limp and as pale as paper.

"(y/n)?" I slowly looked up to Uraraka, immediately taking note of her concerned look. "I noticed in the beginning of exam week that you weren't looking well. Are you okay?"

I swallowed. "I'm f...f...." I coughed into my arm, my throat itching. It's painful to say what I really want to. "No, I'm not okay, but don't ask anymore questions about it. I'd rather not talk about..."

My voice was hoarse and it hurt to speak even those little sentences. I think it was the most I've spoken in a while. I haven't even talked with Bakugou since that day. I hope he's not too angry with me.

Uraraka pursed her lips before nodding, patting my head. I didn't bother to look at her to know of the pity look she must have. I stayed facing my desk.

She walked away and I let a breath go. My phone buzzed against my leg and I unlock it to see Kazue's text.

Don't forget the funeral will be today. I'll come get you before lunch

I close my phone and stuff it in my bag. How could I forget that my own mother's funeral was today? I could never. Not after seeing her like that.

Aizawa enters the room and the class goes silent. "Morning," he greets. "Unfortunately, there are those who did not pass the final exams. Accordingly, for the training camp in the woods, everyone's going!"

I blinked at my teacher and sighed, turning to the window. I could care less about the training camp. What was the point?

。。。

My eyes stayed locked on the grave stone that read her name. Next to me was Kazue and my father, both sniffling and wailing with heartbroken tears and screams. I could only listen quietly to them and the regrets they confessed.

Our family from my mother's side all came, including Uncle Rin. I hadn't heard from him since I was five. All I knew was that he and Mom were on bad terms. Bet he wished they weren't now.

Kazue wipes her eyes and smiles at the grave. "I won't let you down again, (m/n)." She bends down to my level, holding my wrist delicately as she places a gentle hand on my cheek. "Are you okay?"

"Kazue," my father says.

She looks to him and sighs. "I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that."

"I'm not okay," I reply anyway. I stare her dead in the eyes and she looks taken aback. "Can we leave?"

It was silent in the car. No one spoke a word and the air was tense.

"So," my father says. I look to him in the driver's seat. "What do you say we get take out tonight? We can get your favorite." He looks into the rearview mirror and I look into his eyes. They looked full of pain and sorrow. The light in them was gone.

It made me wonder if mine looked like that. I nod slowly. "Okay."

{End Of Season Two}