{ POV this is during the fourth grade year, where it's almost school time. Katsuki rarely sees Ochako in class during leisure time, and the only time he gets to see her is after school where they normally just sit beside each other in silence. It's been like that for the rest of the school year—except winter— and now the whether is warmer as everyone approaches an older age and a higher grade. They're almost approaching middle school }
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She's there. Again. I try to hold back my abnormally large grin. Pfft. I don't know why I'm grinning. I can't be that happy to see her.
She notices me walking toward her and here eyes light up. "Hey, Katsuki!"
"..it's Bakugou," I mumble, aggressively plopping myself down beside her on the park bench. Unlike the other days, the park is quite crowded today. It's the last day of summer vacation. The stupid kids are being obnoxiously loud. Seriously, who screams that much in a game of tag? Idiots...
"So...it's almost school, huh?" She says silently, a big smile plastered on her face as she lets the wind catch in her hair. I shrug. I glance over to her as I notice she's wearing my jacket, snug around her tiny frame. I don't even bother telling her to give it back.
"Don't you have any other friends?" I finally says after some awkward silence. She just sits there, her eyes wide, staring at me. Shoot. Did I say something wrong?
She finally smiles at me, though I know it's fake. Why is she going through all the trouble to make me happy? I can see that she's sad, so why does she have to try to make sure I have a proper friend? Obviously she needs friends more than I do.
"I guess. But what does it matter? I want to be with you," she says, getting up and dusting her skirt off. An extremely heavy blush manages to creep its way onto my cheeks.
For the rest of the day until sundown we just sit there, on that cold, metal bench, the only warmth to give is the warmth of the company of each other. One by one the little kids file out, leaving us together.
"I hope we're in the same class," she smiles, facing toward the setting sun. The complex pinks and oranges and red hues cast an unearthly, almost heavenly glow on her rosy cheeks. I smile to myself.
"Why do you want to even be my friend? Why go through the trouble of helping me when you barely know me?" I say to her, facing the same direction toward the sun as she is. I close my eyes, but I can feel her smile still lingering.
"What makes you think I'm doing it for you?" She says, getting up and facing me, her hands behind her back as her hair flows gently against the summer breeze. Huh?
I turn my body to the side, blocking her out and resting my face in my knees. Tch. I don't get this girl.
"Hey Katsuki!" I hear a familiar chirpy voice call out to me as I walk with my friends on the first day of school. All my followers stop short and turn to face the bright and cheery brunette. Their faces turn crimson as they bolt, ditching me with her. Losers.
"What do you want?" I grumble, shoving my hands in my baggy uniform pants. It's a choice; I like baggy.
She reaches out her hand to grab my arm and tries to intertwine our fingers, but I pull away almost immediately, my face beet red.
"What the hell? Get away from me! Idiot.." I shout, moments after hearing a chorus of 'ooohs'. My cheeks are insanely heated up.
She stands there, confused, and for a second I feel bad for her.
"I just thought we were friends is all," she says, looking up at me with her big, chocolatey brown doe eyes. I gulp. Crap.
I just slouch over, let out a grunt and walk away, trying not to fuel the new-forming crowd.
I quickly look behind my shoulder to see a flustered fat-face surrounds by swarms of girls interrogating her. Little idiots need to mind their damn business. Tch.
"Oh, quit it, will ya? Just leave her alone she ain't done nothin to you," I say, storming over to the gossiping girls and grabbing the tiny brunette by the hand and leaving her away.
"God, we were just asking her a question. Why don't you mind your business, blasty," one of the girls says, placing her hands on her hips. I feel my eyebrow twitch. That little-
"It's okay, Katsuki. They were just asking a simple question. I'm fine," she simply smiles, placing gentle hands on my chest.
"I'll catch up with you later, Kay?" She smiles.
"Whatever. You aren't worth our time," the girls say, sauntering away. "Goody-two-shoes," they mumble, just loud enough for me to hear. I have to bite back my tongue to hold back curses.
"Whatever. Let's go," I grouch, taking fat-face's hand and walking, the other hand deep in my pant pocket.
"Thanks," she whispers, still looking ahead as we walk. I glance at her.
"For what?" I say sourly, like I didn't do anything at all.
"Just for being the bigger person."
We walk in silence and make our way to class, finding out we're together once again.
"Hey katsukiiii," fat-face sing-songs, leaning on my desk with her elbows and looking at me in the eye. It's lunch. I'm sitting with my guys and they're all gawking at her like she's the new best thing. Wipe your fricken drool, losers.
"What?" I snap at her, avoiding eye contact at any cost. You all might think I'm being difficult. Rude, even. It's not it. I guess part of me still clings onto my other... 'friends'. I guess I'd rather have a bunch of fake friends then one true one. And she's just weird.
"Hey, Uraraka! C'mere," a group of girls call her before she can start saying anything to me. She turns and walks away.
"Since when did you start hanging with her?" One of my brunette followers asks me as soon as she leaves. I shrug.
"She just follows me I guess. I've known her last year. She was in our class. I don't know stop interrogating me idiot!" I say. My friends smirk. Tch. I abruptly get up and walk away. My eyes subconsciously scan the room for the idiot girl and find nothing.
I head to get a drink out the hallway.
"You're such a stupid goody-two-shoes and everyone knows it!"
I whip my head around to the sound of yelling coming from the girls' bathroom. I try to walk the machine, trying to hurry up so I don't get caught in all their crap. I hear them shove someone and I start pressing the button s on the machine desperately. Girls are such idiots, holy crap.
"I mean we knew you were so fake. Trying to be nice to everyone. Trying to act like you give a shit about everyone's life and their problems. We ignored it. But going after that hot-headed cutie with the real bad temper? Come on, don't stoop that low. If you're catching feelings, he's out of your league. He hates everyone. He may be cute but he's fucking annoying. Why are you trying so hard?!"
I freeze. Are they talking about...me? I stop and try to tune in when I hear a familiar voice. Every muscle in my body freezes up.
"I don't know what you're talking about. You guys are just so shallow you can't understand that people have layers. If that's all you have to say then bye."
...Uraraka? I hear another shove and I feel my eyebrow twitch. Shit. I can't go in there...
"Fuck you! Stop trying so damn hard! You act so innocent! You got all the boys wrapped around your finger, slut! Why do you need all these other people! You don't know a thing about their lives so stop trying to act all innocent and all-knowing. You can't get to understand everyone!" Shove. Crash.
"It doesn't mean I can't try," I hear Uraraka say. The assertiveness and such certainty in her voice sends a shiver up my back.
I hear a shriek and a shove. Something inside me snaps and I walk up to the door into the girls' bathroom.
"Yo! Shut the fuck up, idiots!" I shout, entering the bathroom. I don't know why I did it. They all gasp and clam up. My feet just moved without me thinking.
'Why help a complete stranger? Why try to get to know them?'
I storm over there and look down to the ground, where I see the tiny brunette drenched in water, her skirt ripped at the thigh, smiling. Smiling. Why? Even in the worst moments where I felt like crying, I could see her, smiling. God, she's weird.
I pick her up and glare at the girls. "Why don't you look in the fucking mirror, idiots? You're just jealous of her. She can do whatever the fuck she wants. If she wants to help people then that's her choice. Go fuck off," I flip them off, splashing water into their make-up filled faces.
I intertwine my fingers with the soaking wet girl, leading her out of the bathroom.
We take a turn and go up to the rooftop, I let her dry off. We stand in silence as the wind bustles and breezes.
"Why go through the trouble of helping me when you barely know me?" She finally says after some time, smirking. I blink.
"...what makes you think I was doing it for you?" I smirk back. She grins the biggest grin and time stops.
We just stand there, looking out at the view, our fingers intertwined. For the first time I understand friendship.
For the first time, I don't mind her company. Not one bit. It doesn't feel forced. It doesn't feel sad, or weird, or uncomfortable or awkward. It feels natural. For the first time, I want her company.
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Fanfiction‼️(Read description :3)‼️~NO QUIRK AU~ ~ANGST~ 🌸Uraraka and Bakugou have been childhood friends since elementary. She taught him what it feels like to not be alone. She had shown her kindness and bright smile on his darkest of times, and for that h...
