A collapsing star

Chapter 14

Hi, everyone! I hope it's okay that this came a little late! It's pretty late where I am right now, so I'm pretty tired. But I hope this is all making sense.
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Todoroki POV

After Bakugo ran out the door while waving me goodbye, I decided to leave and go home too. It was strange, the way he acted after having that phone call. He looked nervous. Something inside me told me to go after him, you know, just to check if everything was alright. But before I knew it, he was outside at the school gates talking to Kirishima. I didn't think much of it when I saw them talking to each other, but I definitely felt something in my heart. I don't know why thought, there's nothing happening between them, right? The odd feeling i felt in my stomach was probably just because I was hungry.

Anyways, I got home a couple of minutes ago, and decided to make myself a bowl of cereal. I hear a sound coming from my pocket, so I reach my hand to grab what I assume is my phone.

Class 2-A hoe's

Momo: Hey, guys...how are you all feeling?

Kirishima: I'm not sure...the news from yesterday was a lot to take in, I'm still hoping it is all just a cruel joke.

Tokoyami: Midoriya and I became good friends over the past year, so I'm sad now that he's gone.

Kirishima: Aw, dude! Now you're making me cry.

Kaminari: I know! He was such a good guy! I'm going to miss him.

You: Yeah, such a good guy.

Iida: I'm still shocked about the news, but let's honor our friend with our respect, and may he Rest In Peace.

Sero: Rest In Peace, Midoriya. 😟

Kaminari: RIP 😢

Asui: Rest In Peace.

Momo: About the party tomorrow, maybe we should would hold it for Midoriya?

Uraraka: Good idea! We can all say a few words about Deku to honor his heroic spirit!!!!

You: You sound overly happy about this, Uraraka.

Uraraka: I'm sorry 😖 I just want to do something nice for him...

Kirishima: Yeah! Lest all prepare some nice words about him!

Aoyama: And lets all dress in fabulous, and sparkling clothes. ✨

Kirishima: Uhh...sure.

Momo: Okay! So, tomorrow at six!

Iida: See you there.

You: Okay.

Sero: Nice!

I turn my constantly vibrating phone off before I do the dishes. After a while of washing and scrubbing all the dirty plates and bowls, I decide to text Bakugo to see if he's going to show up at Momo's tomorrow.

I lay myself upside down on our big couch in the living room, ready to text Bakugo. I honestly don't know what to write. Midoriya's relationship with Bakugo wasn't exactly normal, so I understand if Bakugo doesn't want to go after all the bad things Midoriya did. I'm pretty sure he's not interested in going, but it's worth a try. I can give him the option to decline if he wants to. I personally don't feel like going, the friendship I had with him is gone, and I'm pretty sure we wouldn't be friends now even if he was still alive. But I'm happy with my decision of taking Bakugo's side on this. To be friends with a person like Midoriya is no good.
Anyways, I take out my phone again ignoring all the notifications from the 'Class 2-A hoe's' chat, and select the contact named
'Katsuki 💥💕'.

Katsuki 💥💕

Hello, Bakugo.

I was wondering if you'd be able to come to Momo's tomorrow to say a few nice lies about Midoriya with the rest of our classmates?

If you don't want to go, I'd be happy to stay home with you instead if you'd rather do that.

I wait for a while without getting any reply from the blonde. My phone is almost out of battery so I decide to go upstairs to find my charger. When I get to my bedroom I look around to try and find it, but it's nowhere to be found. I look to my right and see my desk next to my-

'Oh, maybe it's in the drawer'

After looking through and opening all the drawers, I open the bottom one to find something I thought I lost a long time ago. My old sketchbook. I used to draw all the time when I was younger and the first year at UA. I drew everything I saw just to keep myself entertained. There's a lot of drawings of my old friends from my old school in here.

I begin flipping through the old drawings.

You see, I didn't have a lot of friends back when I was in elementary- and middle school. Actually, I didn't have any friends at all in kindergarten either. The only friends I've ever had was four boys, everyone was one year older than me. I ended up dating one of them too, but we broke up after a while. He said something about me being too boring, because I didn't want to do sexually stuff with him. He often got mad at me for not wanting to meet him in the restrooms in the lunch breaks to have some alone time. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but he hurt mine when he often brought female students from my classes with him when I didn't want to. We had a lot of fights about it, but I kept thinking it was worth it. Because even though I was younger back then, I felt like I truly loved him. I know he talked about me to his friends behind my back, but they were my friend too, or so I thought, I didn't have anyone else I could hang out with. So, instead of being alone, I chose to be the one they could make fun of. It didn't really bother me that much in the beginning. It was only some playful punches and weird unnecessary sexually jokes. But soon I started hearing other types of rumors and lies about me.

Soon I found out that my, now ex boyfriend, had gone around telling people that I was a slut, that I liked getting it from behind. That I was his personal toy. Like seriously? I also heard, from the other three boys I used to hang out with, that the party my ex was planning to take me to was just to get me high, so that he could take me to his place to "have some fun". I was obviously hurting, so I decided to go and confront him about it. He obviously denied ever saying those things, but then he broke up with me for "being to sensitive", leaving me with tears in my eyes and an even more broken heart.

After the breakup I didn't feel like I would ever be happy again. So I just continued living my life, not letting anyone in. It worked for quite some time. I remember building imaginary walls around me to protect myself. But it made me pretty lonely. Eventually, I got into UA based on recommendations. And then I met Midoriya.

I continue to flip through the pages of my sketchbook as the tears start to form in my eyes. All the drawings of Midoriya and the 'Deku protection squad' I drew in the beginning of the first year at UA are making me emotional.

I touch a sketch of a smiling Midoriya.

"Why did you have to turn out to be the bad guy?" I ask. "It wouldn't have had to end like this". I say as I dry my stupid tears away with my sleeve.

I flip to the last page in the book. It's blank. A memory of Bakugo suddenly pops into my head making me weakly smile. I pick up a pencil lying next to me on my desk.

"One last drawing wont hurt anyone".

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