𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 || 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

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"Y/N, we got to stop by Aizawa's office and get the work we missed," Bakugou stated, the dismissing bell went off only fifteen or so minutes before, but you showed no signs of getting out of the bed. Bakugou's warm hand squeezed yours lightly, "You'll feel better in your bed anyways, c'mon," his words convinced you, slowly you pulled your body up, it was weird, you never felt so heavy until now. It felt like the whole world was on your shoulders, but in reality, it was fear of the heterochromia male you seen hours before. 

You both made your way to the classroom, your eyes wandering all over, feeling as if you were being watched the whole time. You could feel yourself getting pulled into another panic attack, your nerves were strung out, making you feel small and vulnerable, and in reality, that's exactly what you were. You couldn't defend yourself, there was no way to. You didn't know any self defense, hell, the only way you escaped him that night was because you remembered your keys. If you didn't have those, then you would've been screwed, he could have done worse than leave bruises on your flesh. He could have.. a chill went up your spine, making you shake a little. 

Something that didn't go unnoticed by Bakugou, who set his hand on your head, ruffling up your hair a bit. "Oi, get out of your head, you're safe with me." 

You smiled at him, he knew just what to say. Before you realized it, you were at Aizawa's office, Bakugou knocked on the door, a "Come in," being said only a few seconds afterwards. You both entered, receiving a concerned look from the teacher. 

"Y/N, Bakugou, is everything alright? The students told me you both went to the nurse."

You nodded, "Yeah, m-my anxiety-"

"You don't need to go into details, but if you're going to stay in the top class, then you don't need to make this a habit. You're already at risk of falling behind." You nodded, bowing your head down as you did so.

"I'm sorry Mr. Aizawa, I promise I won't make this a habit." You received a nod from him , he handed you the small stack of papers from the class you've missed, "You can use your online textbook if you need any help with the work. Be sure to be in class tomorrow, there will be another project assigned, but it's an individual one, no partners this time."

"Thank you Mr. Aizawa!" You both said, before stepping out of the office. You both were about to make your way home when you had the sudden urge to use the restroom. You could feel a bit of heat coming to your cheeks when you glanced over at Bakugou, whose hands were now in his pockets. 

"Hey Bakugou, um, before we go I gotta um,"

"Use the restroom? Yeah, me too."

You both gave each other a nod, before going to the nearest bathrooms. You quickly darted into the stall, locking it. As you were doing your business, you heard the door swing open once more, before the sound of a click echoed in the once silent room. The door was locked. Your breath caught in your throat, the sound of shoes scraping across the tile floor made the hair on the back of your neck rise, you quickly finished up, flushing the toilet. You pondered on opening the door, until you looked down and seen the pair of shoes were set right in front of your stall. 

"Y/N, I just want to talk." Shoto said, you could feel the hatred pouring out of his words as if they were venom from a snakes bite. You glanced behind you, noticing that there wasn't a window in the stall. Of course, you couldn't be as lucky as the people in the movies. It could never go your way. 

"o-okay, Sho," you said, bringing your hands up to the lock, slowly unlocking it. You opened the door slowly, watching as he stepped back, his hands were in his pockets. He had a blank look on his face, which made you fear more. What was he thinking? You asked yourself, as you slowly walked out and to the sink, washing your hands. You watched him in the mirror, he did nothing but stood there, waiting for your full attention. But you wanted to take as much time as your could, trying to map out a way to escape. But the only one there was going out the door, which was currently locked. 

You grabbed the napkins, drying off your hands. Thankfully, the trashcan was closer to the door, which gave you a bit more leverage. Until you heard his shoes scraping against the tile, close behind you. Your palms started to get clammy, you slowly turned around to face him. Your eyes widened once you seen the blade in his hand, the tip slowly twirling against his pointer finger, he looked up at you, your eyes connecting. 

"Y'know, Y/N, I thought you were different." He started, taking a few steps closer, "I didn't think you would be just like everyone else, like my mom, my siblings, and just leave me. God, I actually thought I had a reason to be happy in this fucking world. and what did you do?" he said, nodding his head, "Go ahead, tell me what you did."

When no words left your mouth, his once blank faced turned to one filled with hatred, his jaw clenched, his eyebrows furrowed, "WHAT DID YOU FUCKING DO?!"

"I-I ran away!" You yelled back, "I ran away because you attacked me!"

He scoffed, "You call that 'attacking' you? Little innocent girls like you like to be dominated." 

You felt your stomach churn, what the fuck is wrong with him?! You felt sick to your stomach, his words made no sense, he wasn't even thinking properly, and you could tell by his hand going up to his forehead, rubbing his temple. "God, my fucking head is pounding." he sighed, "But I gotta finished what I started." 

Your eyes widened, you quickly turned and made a beeline to the exit, until your hair was grabbed, yanking you back. You let out a scream, the feeling of a sharp object piercing into your side only made your scream louder. "Y'know, this didn't have to fucking happen, Y/N! All you had to do was accept me! For who I am! he stated, pulling the blade out of your side, bringing it up to your neck, "But now that I see your true colors, I know it'll never happen." He said, swiping the blade from your collarbone, down your chest, just barely slicing your breast. You let out another painful scream, your nails clawed at his hand, trying to free yourself from his tight grip, but it only made him angrier. 

He raised his hand, about to stab down when the bathroom door busted open, taking us both by surprise when Bakugou, and a few other teachers ran into the bathroom. Bakugou ran towards you both, earning a yell from the teachers as he tackled Todoroki; dragging you down with them. You could feel your hair being ripped out, but the pain didn't bother you anymore, What did was the fact that Bakugou was on top of Todoroki, his fist pounding into the younger male, yelling nonsense. 

Mr. Toshinori came to your aid, "It's okay, Y/N, just focus on me." he said, as he ripped his sleeve, wrapping it around your waist, before tying it tightly around your bleeding wound. "Don't look at them, they're okay, just focus on me. Your mother is on her way," 

"B-Bakug-gou," 

Mr. Toshinori glanced over at the group of people, Mr. Aizawa had Todoroki laying on his stomach, his hands were pinned behind him using Aizawa's hands. Bakugou laid on the floor, his breathing was heavy as he looked at the ceiling; the knife was in his stomach, laboring his breathing. Principal Nezu was at his side, coaching him through the whole ordeal. 

"He's alright, Y/N, just focus on me." He said, but you ignored him. 

"B-Bakug-ou!" you cried out louder, wanting a response from the blond, you couldn't turn to see him, which only made you panic more. 

"I'm okay, just focus on yourself, c-crybaby," his voice was a bit shaky, but he tried to keep his persona to keep you at bay, which it did. 

The ambulance as well as the cops showed up at the same time, taking you and Bakugou both to the hospital. Todoroki on the other hand, was handcuffed and brought into the back of the cop car. Y/N got one last glance at him, he only glared at her, tears running down his cheeks as he was shoved into the cramped car. He started to yell, but she couldn't hear him over the ambulance workers talking to her, making her attention leave the male. 

"H-How's Bakugou?" She asked, grabbing one of their arms, 

"Honey, let's focus on you fi-" Your head started to pound, the darkness started to take over, the last thing you could recall was a loud shout, but you didn't understand the words. 

Please be okay, Bakugou.