Sometimes They Yell Back || Trans Bakugou AU

Chapter 8 (Trigger Warning)

(This chapter will contain usage of LGBTQ+ related slurs, fetishisation, along with self hatred, and Mineta. Slurs will be censored, though reader discretion is advised.)

I didn't have anything to do really while waiting for class. I was responsible enough to at least have all my work done either early or on time. After double checking all my assignments, I still had a bit before the others got there. I decided to read the book I needed to more. I had read most of the chapters already, though there were about 33 total I'd have to cover. I could probably get the next six chapters out of the way before anyone else got there.

I was in fact able to complete six and a half chapters before the first student came in. Oddly, the first person in wasn't Deku or Iida like I thought it'd be. When I heard the class door open I was met with the distressed face of Kirishima. He looked like a mess and couldn't even catch his breath. He looked at me and seemed to calm down a little, and smiled with relief. He regained his composure and walked into the classroom to his seat. I was almost surprised he didn't try to say anything again. Was he just looking for me? Why would anyone go looking for me like that?

Deku, Iida and Uraraka followed in a little after Kirishima. After a bit, the whole class got in. I could feel them looking at me, they didn't say anything to me though. Whispers become so much louder when they're about you. I heard them saying things, not necessarily bad things, but still about me. I could eventually see Iida start walking toward me, though Aizawa conveniently called the beginning of homeroom before he said anything to me. I wasn't entirely sure if it was coincidence and homeroom had just started at that moment, or if it was intentional and he had something to say.

"An incident has arisen among some students and has caught the teacher's attention, some of you may know what I am talking about. As you all should know, harassment and bullying of any form is not tolerated in this school. A document was sent out anonymously last night. We the staff ask that you do not engage in the situation, and do not harass the students involved. If you have any potential information about the origins of the document in question, let one of the staff members know, we will be sure to take care of it." Aizawa looked sternly at all of the students in the classroom.

I tried not to have any visible reaction to any of what he said, but I could still feel the eyes on me. People knew, I wasn't sure how many, but at least some. I hated the feeling, knowing that people knew, and most likely all of them would soon.

I spaced out until class was dismissed, I knew Aizawa had more to say but I don't think I would have been able to focus long enough to listen even if I tried. Nothing notable happened most of the day, people tried to talk to me but I ignored them. I didn't want their bullshit sympathy. Kirishima attempted to speak with me at lunch and I was so close to punching him square in the jaw; I moved away before my temper got out of control. We had English class again today, and with the project we were doing, I was gonna have to interact with my group.

We got into our groups to discuss what we had so far. I had read several chapters of the book, and could likely start on the individual report aspect of it. We sat in silence for a bit, and they all awkwardly glanced at me every now and then.

Iida cleared his throat, "How many chapters have each of you read so far?" I was practically done with it, and I think I only needed 3 more chapters.

"I have 11 chapters left, so I can probably get it done by this weekend." Uraraka spoke quietly, and she almost seemed scared. I felt eyes on me, but it wasn't from Uraraka or Iida, and it seemed different. I couldn't place what it was until I turned and saw Mineta staring at my chest.

"What the hell you lookin at!?" I glared at him and he looked up at me with a perverted smile. The other two looked at Mineta and went from mildly scared to petrified.

"Feisty too. Bakugou, is it true? You're a tr*nny right? " He looked at me with a thirsty grin as he reached his arm out towards my tie. With Mineta he's gotten much bolder with his actions and his drive for lust has only increased. He whispered under his breath, "I'd love to see what your body looks like under that shirt, feisty girls are hot." The day was only about half way over and I had already reached a breaking point. As soon as his arm was close enough I grabbed him and threw him onto the ground.

"What kind of shit do you think you're pulling you perverted asshole!?" Present Mic had started looking at our group as soon as he heard Mineta hit the ground.

     "Ay yo! What's goin' on over there!" He stood up and walked over to us with a concerned look. At this point I had my hand around Mineta's throat and my spare hand was popping like firecrackers. I looked over at Present Mic, and lowered the hand that was crackling, though I held my grip on Mineta's neck. It wasn't tight enough to actually hurt him, I wasn't that stupid.

     "Get. This. Fucker. Out." My murderous intent was off the charts and I heard it pour into every syllable. Mic looked shocked, and he told me to let go of Mineta's neck. I've gotten much better at controlling my temper, and the teachers probably know by now I only do this if provoked. Present Mic had Iida escort us to the office.

     "Now, Bakugou, I know with the current situation you may be a bit on edge, and Mineta's actions are inexcusable but-"

     "Shut up." I didn't want to hear Iida lecture me, I didn't care. Everything was spinning around me and I felt like my brain was on fire. I didn't know if I wanted to cry or scream or punch. All my emotions were a storming ocean, and the weight of the world was chained to my ankles as I desperately tried to swim up. It was like I was drowning, and I almost wanted to drown.