human,

sixteen

"Y/n?" Katsuki said, walking into the dimly lit room, where you sat.

It was silent for a while, your gaze stuck on the world on the other side of the glass, appreciating it before it would all be gone. His heart ached to see you like this.

You turned to face him, grinning slightly before getting up to wrap your arms around him. He was shocked at first but eventually he melted into you.

"Let's go out today." he said.

You looked up at him, eyes meeting, smiling widely.

"Get your dumbass ready."

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Walking hand in hand, you inhaled the city around you, your smile never failing to disappear. Katsuki watched, a bittersweet feeling rotting his heart. He hated to think about your departure, but it made him appreciate the moments you had left together.

"Where are we going?" you asked.

"Wherever you want."

Your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you both walked around the corner, stood in front of you was a tall building white large windows either side of the sliding door.

Bakugou cursed under his breath and went to face you, you began stepping closer to the building, your smile beginning to fade and your hand pressed up against the glass.

There they were, different variations of you, all on show. Each one, made differently, but still showing the same expression. The wide smile, the dull eyes. All connected to a price tag.

So this is what you really are? A clone, a piece of merchandise, a robot. This is where you came from, just a shop, nothing special.

Bakugou felt his heart strain seeing you observe each of the robots. Your eyes flickered up to the advertisement that flashed above them

Your own personal robot! Programmed to fit all your needs. Just say it - and they'll do it.

Its like whenever you finally feel human, it's always crushed. The constant reminders of what you really are were like bullets, slowly wearing you down.

"Come on, let's go." Bakugou empathised for you, but you couldn't move, trapped in your own thoughts.

"Y/n!" he tried to snap you back to reality.

"Hi! Nice to meet you." One of the robots said from behind the glass, "I'm Y/n, but you already knew that, what's your name?" she sounded exactly like you.

Both you and Bakugou felt a chill down run down your spine. Your eyes were wide. Could your creator not at least give you a different name?

Bakugou looked over to you, but your eyes stayed glued to the ground. "This was a bad idea." you mumbled. He grabbed your hand and lead you away, but one last time you looked up at the robot, still holding her dead smile.

After walking for a while, you both stopped at what seemed like a forest.

"Look y/n. I didn't mean to take you there. I wasn't thinking. I-" he began to ramble.

"She even had my name..." you interrupted him. "I thought that-"

"You thought what?" he encouraged you to carry on.

"I thought that I was different."

"You are."

"No, you don't get it. There all me...there all just- I'm just them, I'm just a clone." You struggled to put your thoughts into words.

"Y/n-"

"That back there- that was me." You sounded defeated.

Bakugou didn't know what to say, you were right. You have the same voice, same name, same programming. But, to him you were different.

"Y/n, you're not the same, not to me. You're so much more than that." Hope began to glisten in your eyes as they met with his, "Just follow me."

He began leading you around the trees, the sound of leaves crunching below you as snow began to fall around you. You both stopped as you reached an opening, the trees clearing to either side as the scene in front of you came into view.

"I wanted to show you this."

A white carpet of snow went on for miles, trees sparkling as the faint sunset reflected off the ice forming along the branches. The contrast of the golden sunset with the silver atmosphere, complemented by the gentle movement of deer bathing in the sun rays.

His eyes stayed glued on you, adoring each expression you made.

"Bakugou it's-" you gasped silently.

"It's pretty ugly right?"

You looked over to him to see him smiling slightly, trying not to laugh at his own joke.

"I've seen better." you laughed, "How did you find this place?"

"When I was younger, I used to train here."

Mini explosions from his hand lit up like fireworks, highlighting your face.

"I'm sorry about earlier." he sighed.

"I feel better now, Katsuki." you smiled, "I feel.."

"Alive?" he asked

You nodded slowly, his hand meeting your face. You truly did feel alive, like your heart was racing.

"Katsuki, never forget about me." you're smile shadowed with sadness.

He lifted up his pinky, "I promise."

You gave him a confused look, he chuckled lightly, "You lift up your pinky, and wrap it around mine. It's called a pinky promise.

"Why though?" you smiled.

"It's like a gesture," he said interlocking his pinky with yours, "It means I'll never break the promise. You can't break it either."

"I'll never."

A tear began to slip down his face, "I wish it could be like this forever." he sighed.

As much as it hurt to see him like this, there was nothing you could do.

"Katsuki, I was never really here."