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Izuku just wanted to get it off his chest. To talk to someone about it and clear his mind. Was he in the wrong? Since their last mission, the mission with a twelve year old attempted suicide, Izuku had felt shaken.
The confrontation had brought back a lot of his childhood memories back to the surface. He felt distant and empty suddenly, his mind swimming with feelings he couldn't understand.
Anger, hate, resentment were most of it but he just couldn't understand who it was directed to. He didn't want to put a name to it. He avoided thinking about kacchan at all.
His body cringing away , his mind looking for ways to not see katsuki.
When it happened, Izuku thought he just needed space but last night he thought about it over and over again and decided maybe he had repressed trauma from his childhood.
And he wanted to talk to someone about it. Maybe saying it out loud would help him regroup. He wanted to let out the anger and self hate and clear himself of the pain he was feeling.
He made his way downstairs for breakfast.
Taking his seat at table, he was lost in thought thinking about who to talk to. He wasn't sure. Like who could he go to to express himself when he couldn't even understand what he wanted to express.
Honestly Izuku was unsure about the whole idea. It was making him nervous, his stomach hurt from anxiety. He just wasn't ready. He felt like running away, peel off his own skin and just... Forget it.
He startled from his thoughts when someone sat down beside him. Izuku Instantly looked up at the person. Uraraka was looking at him.
"Deku you look troubled, is everything okay?" She asked, a little worried.
Izuku gave her his best smile, though it was shaky, "uh yes I'm fine, just thinking about something... " He broke off looking up at her again.
Uraraka.. Hmm... Should he? Should he talk to her, tell her about it? For a moment Izuku considered it. They were friends, they can talk about it.
Wait ; should he talk about it? Talk about getting bullied? By kaachan? In middle school. No! This was a bad idea out of everyone. He shouldn't talk to his peers about it. Not at all. This wasn't... He just couldn't... No!
"Deku, you can always share your problems with me. I will always listen. " Uraraka replied in a gentle tone, giving him a reassuring smile.
Izuku stared at her. There was genuine empathy in her eyes. It didn't sound like she was saying just to comfort him.
Also it wasn't a big deal was it? Izuku won't tell her everything. Maybe he can just talk to her about the mission and it's not like he even cared about his middle school bullying anymore. That wasn't even bullying. It was all in the past. It didn't matter.
He should not take it that seriously.
" Uh.. It's just, the last mission that we had. It was.. It kinda .. got me thinking, that's all. "
" Oh, about what? " Uraraka asked, looking curious.
Izuku's voice quieted down.Maybe the dinner table wasn't the right place to talk about it. He hesitated.
" It was a sensitive mission. " He replied looking at Uraraka, cringing a bit at how his voice sounded.
" Oh" Uraraka lips parted. " Do you want to talk about it somewhere private? "
Izuku gave half a nod. Seriously considering the situation.
" Yeah, let's go to my room. I guess talking about it will be better. I need... I need to.. I think speaking to you about it will clear my mind a bit. " He said it, with more confidence than he was feeling.
" Okay let's go then" She gave him a small smile.
They sat down on his bed and for few painful moment Izuku thought about how to start, aligning his words in his head. Nothing sounded right. Frustrated he shook his head and began with the mission thinking to end it just there.
But once he started accounting about everything, and seeing uraraka sympathy, he couldn't stop. He spoke about how that little twelve year reminded Izuku of himself. And the anger he was feeling. The way kids had to suffer ...
While he spoke things started to clear in his mind. He was able to make sense of his feelings. The anger and sadness that he was feeling and at what. He was feeling hate against bullying. The act of bullying itself repulsed him. Till now Izuku had accepted bullying to be a thing that existed. That it was absolute.
But now, he couldn't stand it's existence. Facing it was one thing. He could survive that pain put upon himself. But when he looked outside and saw other people suffering from the same thing it boiled his blood. His determination for anti bullying rose from there.
He spoke more, letting his anger seep into his words. He recounted his own childhood to relate to the fact how he just couldn't stand back and watch anymore.
As he was saying he didn't wait to consider that the stuffs he was saying about his bully was being heard by Uraraka. And that his bully was actually his own best friend Kacchan, who was still around.
He stopped short when he just realized that. Drawing in a shock breath, he looked at Uraraka.
She was looking at him shocked, with moist eyes. Her cheeks were flushed more than usual.
"Izuku... " She whispered.
Izuku also stared at her in disbelief. What had he done...??? He opened his mouth to deny but Uraraka suddenly wrapped her arms around him with too much force. Hugging him tightly.
"Oh Izuku. M........ Why did you never say anything before. You know you didn't have to go through this alone. " She pulled back, determination brimming in her eyes. " Don't worry Izuku, you will never go through this again. And Bakugo... Bakugo will face the consequences for what he did. " She said anger full in her voice.
Izuku could only stare at her, not knowing what to say. Feeling overwhelmed as tears sprung in his eyes but also a vicious anxiety rolling his guts.
That night Uraraka rounded every member of Class 1 A in the common area. Bakugo and Kirishima weren't present having gone out somewhere.
She had discussed this with Izuku, Ida and Momo and was ready to expose Bakugo to all their class mates and decide what was to be done with him.
She was not going to let this slide.
Bakugo... That monster... He was a bully all along. The one who put Izuku through so much hurt and pain and still acted like that. Still berating him. Hating on him. There was no remorse in him. That guy was never going to change, never grow up. He had a villian heart he didn't deserve to be called a hero.
Momo took charge after that. Uraraka was too overwhelmed to speak anything without letting anger show in her voice and Momo always had been better with discussions.
They gave them the cold hard truth. Bakugo katsuki was a bully. He had bullied Midoriya for most of his childhood and even went as far as to suicide bait. To take a swan dive off the roof... Izuku fault? He was quirk less.
There was shock, doubt, understanding than acceptance among the members. Eventually everyone could see and agree that yes Bakugo had violent tendencies and yes there was high chance that he bullied Midoriya and that Midoriya would never lie about such a thing.
So they accepted it. Feeling rightful anger at Bakugo and genuine concern for Midoriya 's well being.
They all agreed they would stand up against Bakugo and get him to apologize to Midoriya and then expelled from UA Hero course.
The now former Baku squad were mostly guilt ridden and kept apologizing to Midoriya over and over.
They seemed more angry than the rest of class 1 A. And it was understandable. They were friends of a bully, never recognized the signs and went along with someone who hurt one of their classmates. Their trust had been broken.
The fact that Bakugo had told Midoriya - sweet, kind, helpful Midoriya to kill himself just because he didn't have a quirk...
It was unacceptable. They were all ashamed.
They waited for a long time. It was almost time for curfew when Bakugo and kirishima finally returned to the dorms.
They were met with the sight of entire class 1 A waiting for them in the common area. Both stood with surprised and confused expression.
Kirishima was the first one to ask.
"Um..Whats up guys, why are you all staring at us...?" He trailed off confusion marring his voice.
Everyone in class 1 A was sporting almost the same expressions of anger and disgust , pointed directly towards Bakugo who was standing behind kirishima.
Bakugo tilted his head to one side. Watching and waiting. He caught on to the unusual atmosphere. His eyes jumping from one to another. He knew something was wrong before they even told him.
" Kirishima "
It was mina who spoke, gesturing Kirishima to come towards her.
Kirishima went forward towards her and stood beside her. She instantly pulled him behind herself. And turned back to look at Bakugo again.
At this Bakugo rose his eyebrow. Okay, shit was about to go down. He involuntarily stiffened up.
Ida stepped towards him and began to speak,
" Bakugo. Midoriya has told us everything about your bullying. How you bullied him for being quirk less and even asked him to jump from the roof of a building and kill himself. And Bakugo we will not tolerate this behavior. From now on we don't consider you our class mate. You don't deserve to be in a hero course or call yourself one. "
All this time Bakugo stood there passively. His eyebrow rising up and up on his forehead at every sentence he heard. He tried not to react but couldn't help it.
" Uh that all makes sense. " He muttered, looking instantly at Izuku and to his surprise Izuku was looking right at him, eyes unapologetically empty.
He was interrupted by Kirishima who spoke up, stammering, confused, in disbelief and looking completely shaken.
" So wait, Bakugo bullied Midoriya because Midoriya was quirk less ?? What?? "
Kirishima was having a hard time understanding this. Shock was the first thing he felt, then denial. He wasn't ready to accept it. There was no way.. No way
" Bakugo is this true? " He asked looking at him, begging him to deny. Kirishima didn't want to believe what he heard. There has to be an explanation. He didn't doubt midoriya. There was no way Midoriya would lie.
But just... The truth... It was too much.
Bakugo looked at Kirishima. He wasn't prepared for this conversation. He didn't even know what to say. So he went with the truth. Not someone who backed down from a fight, he laid it out simple.
" Yeah, I did. So what? " Bakugo said calmly, blinking at him.
Kirishima was struck. His whole body froze and stiffened. To see and hear Bakugo accepting it with no remorse, no regret and even acting like he didn't give a care was too much. His jaw immediately clenched, anger coursing through his body.
"NO, YOU DON'T GET TO ACT LIKE THAT! " He shouted back at him without thinking. " Apologize to Midoriya right now!"
Bakugo was taken aback. His eyes widened in shock. He controlled himself. His own jaw and hands clenching as his anger grew. He exhaled a deep breath and turned around starting to get back to his room, " Fuck that shii"
He didn't hear it until he felt the pain course through his jaw. Kirishima had punched him.
With a grunt Bakugo rubbed his jaw. It hurt like a bitch. He barked back, " What the fuck!!?You wanna go at it, you backstabber.? "
Someone gasped at that. Mina couldn't hold herself back. Her and the rest of the baku squad stepped forward and stood beside kirishima.
" Backstabber?? You are the real backstabber Bakugo. You are the bad person here. You bully. You broke all our trust. And you have the audacity to act like that?!" She yelled back at him.
Shaking with rage. Kirishima put a hand on her shoulder.
"Leave it Mina, he isn't worth it. He doesn't deserve us." Saying that he turned and left,rushing towards his own room.
Bakugo took few calming breaths, his face fully red and cheek bruising, then rushed towards his own room, anger and pain twisting his face.
He was feeling so angry and hateful. He could blow up the whole building. But he restrained himself. Slamming the door shut. He kicked the wall and slammed his fist against.
How dare they! How dare these extras treat him like that. How dare shitty hair hit him?!
He was so frustrated and angry he couldn't see clearly. He closed his eyes, and let himself fall back on the bed, regulating his breathing.
For a long time, he repeated the motion of breathing consciously until his anger lessened. He needed to think rationally about this.
About what Ida had said earlier and what it meant for his future. His life at UA. And his career as pro hero.
Bakugo fell sleep with a raging headache and bone deep chill in his body.
The next day. Every thing was different. No one looked at Bakugo. He was bumped into, tripped over, whispered about. Laughed at. It was like everyone he looked at knew what he had done and they were pointing at him, berating him.
People looked at him like he murdered a baby or something. With disgust, anger, displeasure, annoyance, concealed glee at his downfall, and mockery.
It was making his blood boil. These extras thinking they were all better than him. No. Bakugo was better than all of them combined.
But a low dread crept into his gut as he walked closer to his class room. He didn't give two fucks what anyone thought about him. He couldn't care less. But he did care about his future and that... That was something he feared being taken from him.
He wouldn't, couldn't let past mistakes ruin his entire life. And all for what?? Because stupid Deku couldn't keep his mouth shut ... Bakugo gritted his teeth and entered the class 1A.
He waited for something to happen all day but nothing came of it. He wasn't called to the principal office or Aizawa. He wasn't expelled or anything.
Yes the rest of the class continued to be absolute dogshit. But he never cared about the small fries to begin with. At the end of the day he had calmed down. Maybe the teachers weren't coming to get his ass. And that was good enough.
The training sessions were hard. Icy hot seemed to have personal vendetta against him, going at him harder and more lethal than ever before. It was tough but Bakugo never ran or gave up in a fight so he kept going until the very end.
At the end he did have a lot of burns and bruises. Enough that he had to be taken to recovery girl. He went but not before throwing a vicious smirk at that half and half bastard and his team of pathetic friends. He gave Icy hot as good as he got.
Apart from physical alterations with the rest of the class no one approached Bakugo. Which was honestly a huge favor for him.
When the rest of the class saw that Bakugo was actually unaffected by this change in people behavior towards him they felt insulted .
"That guy definitely didn't care at all. A true monster." They talked.
Izuku had stopped them from complaining to Aizawa on the first day. But rumours did spread and most of year 1 knew what Bakugo had done and every single one of them avoided him.
No one was there for, no friends. He officially was an outcast now as a bully like him should be. Still he acted like nothing was different. He was supposed to be an outcast now. Not an popular gossip piece.
And that made some of Class 1A restless. Bakugo deserved the consequences of his actions and he was getting scout free again. It was so unfair. So wrong. Mina couldn't stand it. Neither could Uraraka, Momo, Ida Or Todoroki.
They all decided to talk to Midoriya and get him to file an official complain to Aizawa. He deserved that. As future heroes, it was their duty to stand up against bullying. How could they just shut up and do nothing against one they already knew off.
So they want to convince Midoriya and show him the right way.
" Izuku didn't you decide, you will fight against bullying from now on? Then why are you letting Bakugo get away yet again? We need to complain about him. He needs to be reported. Us ignoring him is going to do nothing! Nothing in the long run. He is never going to change. " Uraraka stressed her words passionate, trying to show him reason.
Her points made sense. Yes Izuku had decided to fight against bullying so why was he still not doing anything?
" Midoriya kun. I know things can get hard at first. You have been taking it for so long that you are used to it. You can easily ignore it. But that doesn't make it disappear. We know it's hard for you. " Momo added.
" But Midoriya it is still your duty to stand up against injustice and anything that is wrong. How do you expect yourself to help others when you let your own bully run free? " Todoroki questioned. He was too angry about this whole situation.
Izuku looked at all of them. He understood them. He did. Also they were right. This was his first step towards making things right for others. He had to become a symbol. And Todoroki was right. How can he do that if he can't even fight for himself?
He nodded, " I agree with you all. You are right. We- I should- I am going to put a report against Bakugo tomorrow morning. "
They all nodded in unison, determined. They were all in agreement.
The next day they went to Aizawa.
When Aizawa first heard it. He was bothered but not surprised. Katsuki Bakugo was a rough child, it wasn't difficult to see himself bullying midoriya. They both had a complicated relationship since the very first day in UA.
Aizawa had noticed the change that had occured. The whispers were loud enough to reach the teachers room. Reading the report written by Midoriya it was clear. Bakugo was bullying Midoriya since childhood. He was his middle school bully.
Aizawa was going to have to involve himself in this sooner or later. A thing like this couldn't be ignored or avoided. A bully in a school full of teenager was like having a criminal among general public.Unsafe and Unwanted. Undeserving.
But he was still waiting to see their next course of action. And what they wanted to be done.
"Midoriya, I appreciate that you came here and reported it. It takes courage to speak up when you have been wronged." Aizawa comforted Midoriya first. " I will handle Bakugo. "
" Mr.Aizawa, we have some requests. Our whole class thinks Bakugo should not be allowed into the hero course. And we do not wish to continue learning along side him. " Ida said, respectfully enough but also angry enough to make a point.
Aizawa stared at him for a beat. Then nodded, "I understand. You all are dismissed. "
They left quietly. Midoriya thanking Aizawa one last time.
Now it was upto Aizawa how he wanted to proceed. He had to plan his course of action and a meeting with principal Nezu and rest of the staff. It was going to be a long day.
"Bakugo meet me after class. ” Aizawa said and left the room.
It sent a buzz through the students . Finally! Bakugo was in trouble now.
At the end of the school day, Bakugo got up angrily and stomped outside , his face stone cold. He was not going to let them break him. There was no one in this world Bakugo would ever allow to make him feel less than he was. One guy did it and katsuki was still reeling in its aftermath.
Damn you deku.
What’s the worse that could happen? Punishment? Detention? Suspension? Fine he can take all of that.
But not expulsion. UA can’t expel him.
He was one of their best student. He had a powerful quirk and he was destined to become a hero. He had that potential. And there was no way UA didn’t see that. He just couldn’t be expelled.
He was ready to prove them they needed him here. They needed him as. A future hero.
He stopped outside Aizawa office and braced himself. Everyone can go to hell, he was here to stay. He entered.
Aizawa was sitting on his chair. Lots of paper spread out in front of him.He looked up at Bakugo who was standing before him.
“Bakugo , have a seat. " Bakugo sat down. “ you know why I called you here.” Aizawa started. Point blank looking right in his eyes. Bakugo didn’t let himself waver.
“Yes."
“Yes what?” Aizawa eyes narrowed.
Bakugo clenched his jaw. “ Yes , sir”
Aizawa continued to look at him with slit eyes.
“Bakugo you have been accused of bullying Izuku Midoriya . What do you want to say for that? “
Now Bakugo was not a wimp. He did something, he owned that shit. He could have lied but it just wasn’t his thing so he spoke the truth. Now or never.
“I did” Aizawa raised his eyebrow, Bakugo hesitantly added ,”sir”
Uh Aizawa was starting to annoy him but he was going to play along for now.
“ And why did you bully him ?” Aizawa questioned.
And that was that …
” No reason “ Bakugo said , his voice losing some of its weight.
Aizawa drew in a breath . "Okay Get up” he said sharply. “ we are going to the principals office.”
Bakugo stiffened for a moment. Oh damn. It was going to fast. But he got to his feet and followed.
He sat down again in Nezu office.
“Bakugo katsuki , you have been bullying Izuku Midoriya since before middle school. Why should you be allowed to stay in UA hero course? UA has a strict anti bullying policy. It is within our righ to expel you.”
As soon as Bakugo heard that his heart started pounding the impeding fear finally caught up to him. His body went cold. No…no they can’t.
“ Because , because it was in middle school? I haven’t bullied Midoriya since . How can UA expel me for something that happened outside of it?” Bakugo tried.
Yes Bakugo had prepared all his answers before hand. He never entered a battle unprepared and this was the battle for his life.
Aizawa jaw hardened beside him. Nezu looked unimpressed. Unbothered.
“Also …also” Bakugo hastened to give his reasons,
“ I am the best student in class 1A . I have the best potential to be the number one hero. If it’s anyone I deserve to be here. My quirk is one of the best and I am the best…..” He knew was rambling now and cringed seeing the expressions on their faces.
Talking wasn’t his strong suit dammit! Man he had fumbled it , he was dead. But he had to try. He refused to give up his dream.
Nezu was looking downright upset with him, And Aizawa looked blastic.
Nezu shook his head, "Bakugo it seems you don’t understand your position. UA doesn’t need you here….”
That’s it , that was all Bakugo heard before his eyes fell shut and body froze.
No he was losing,he had to make a comeback.
He swallowed his pride. It stuck in his throat. Pain swelled in his gut. What can I do?. shaking his head hard for a few seconds . He tried to regroup. There was no way he was going back home, this just wasn’t happening. Katsuki felt so frustrated.
He didn’t gave a shii about UA but this was his best chance at achieving his dreams. The dream he had worked all his life to achieve. How can he just let it go just because he was too prideful.
And hey, these guys?, They weren’t his pears , they weren’t those damn extras so ,so, yeah he can he can just accept it behind closed doors where no one will witness his pathetic surrender and just play..yeah play along and say the right thing , say what they want to hear....
Victory by any means ,right? Right?
Right.
Bakugo took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Yeah they were his teachers , there was no need to feel shame. These old geezers won’t even be alive when he becomes a hero. Once he is out of UA he will never need to see them again.
Bite the damn bullet katsuki.
“I want to be a hero. And I am willing to do anything to achieve that.” He said, with such pure conviction that any self doubt, any shame evaporated. His eyes were filled with a challenge.
At whom , he wasn’t sure.
Nezu and Aizawa observed him for some time. Now you see everything Bakugo had said before was true. He truly was a potential no 1 hero. UA could still decide to throw him out or they could actually do what a school needs to do and iron out his flaws.
They both looked at each other , thinking along the same lines. Aizawa nodded. Nezu started to speak,
“ Bakugo, since you show that you want to improve for the better we will give you another chance. But this is all you will get. If you follow your teachers , you will surely reach your dreams.” Nezu leaned forward, voice lowering, “ But there still is going to be some extra-pressure on you. I will not expel you but apart from the your behaviour will be strictly monitored. Your fate rests in Aizawa sensei hands now.”
Bakugo nodded feeling relief flood his body in waves. A smug feeling started to form in his smile when Aizawa spoke up. His smile ended before it could surface.
“ One strike and you are out.” His voice struck like whip as he pulled out a sheet of paper.
" Your classmates of class 1A signed this. They don’t want you to be in their class anymore.” He held it out to Bakugo
Bakugo took it, a feeling he didn’t understand, some place between anger, disbelief and genuine confusion , raging through him.
He read the petition and then the signs on it. All nineteen signatures were present, neatly, clearly in a straight line. His fingers went limp.
He jaw worked extra hard to grind his teeth. They were his …..
They were his ….what? They were nothing. All these extras ! No wonder they wanted him down so they could climb up on him. No chance in hell he was going to let them affect him!
Bakugo threw the paper back at Aizawa as if burnt. Aizawa gave him a dead look but took it.
“ So you see Bakugo, there is no room for you to get another chance. I will explain rest of it to you in my office.” He said getting up from his chair. “ Thank you Principal Nezu for your time.” He bowed.
Bakugo followed and did the same taking his leave and following after Aizawa.
He had calmed down a lot. As long as they cannot kick him he was fine. He would never give them any chance, katsuki was the best after all.
In his office Aizawa explained that Bakugo will no longer have physical training with Class1A, neither he will share the same dorm space as them.
Bakugo will stay on the teachers side , right next door to Aizawa . And he will also do all his hero training with him. He was allowed to share regular classes with class 1A but that’s it.
Aizawa also added that Bakugo will go through some special training to make up for his foul manners and disrespectful behaviour. Until he learnt from his past.
What was that supposed to mean?? Bakugo hated it.
Why?
Bakugo could only think of this one thing as he heard Aizawa explain to him all the rules.
But he wasn’t able to bring himself to ask Why were they doing all this?
This was some epic level bullshit. Goddammit! He felt frustrated, insulted and maybe even a little bit upset because Aizawa saw his face and stopped for a second.
“Bakugo this is good for both you and the class. As hero you need to be aware that all your actions have repercussions. You indeed have the potential to be a true hero. But you also need to learn to play by the rules. " Aizawa said, looking in his eyes, his voice devoid of any particular emotion.
Bakugo nodded lightly. “ Yes sir.”
“ Good, now go and empty your dorm room.”
While Bakugo packed, his mind was bugging with crazy thoughts , for one tiny prickly moment he doubted what if they all were lying to him and he was actually packing up to get kicked out of UA.
What if this was all just a sick joke? There were no second chances in life....
Scoffing he sat down on his bed one last time, looking out the dorm window, he thought about how truly fucked up his situation could have gotten.
His bullying history was an embarrassing part of his life. There was no running away from. He knew one day it will catch up but he never gave it much thought. He didn’t even consider it bullying honestly.
These people acting like he murdered somebody, as if he was some sort of criminal. What bunch of whiny wimpy extras.
He got up and slung his bag on his shoulder, ready to head down. His former room was clean of all his materials, looked as new as before. Even katsuki was surprised to see it so bare as if he was never there. No trace that was uniquely his.
He locked his room and went downstairs. Couple of extras were laundering around in the common room, watched him go. He didn’t look in their direction and continued without stopping.
“What ? Looks like Bakugo finally got expelled from UA !” Bakugo heard one of them exclaim. That purple grape demon was laughing loudly.
Bakugo didn’t halt even though he wanted to. He gripped the strip of his bag harder.
“ Bakugo got expelled?! Serves him right. It’s a good day.” Earphones this time added.
Bakugo stopped at this. Wasn't she? Weren't they? Friends nope nothing of value here....
He sighed and was about to resume his walk when kirishima stepped in his way stopping him once again.
They both stared at each other.
“ What do you want ?” Bakugo said , with calm he wasn’t feeling.
“ Since you are leaving, apologies to Midoriya and then go. "
Kirishima looked down on him, anger oozing from him.
It made a vein pop in Bakugo ‘s head. This lil shiit
He gave a nasty smirk, oh hell might as well go out with a bang.
“ Make me shiity hair. And if you don’t have the balls then step out of my way, fuckin extra. “ He challenged.
He clearly saw the punch coming, dropping his bag instantly and dodging the blow. Throwing his own uppercut at Kirishima. He didn’t miss, but Kirishima had activated his quirk and his punch didn’t do any damage.
Now Bakugo couldn’t use his own quirk since he was still in the common area and quirks weren’t allowed. That made it tricky. Kirishima had a defensive quirk…. Bakugo was still thinking about a counter when Aizawa voice made them all freeze.
“What is going on here?” The voice cracked like a whip.
Bakugo paled a little. Ah nah…
He looked at Aizawa,then shity hair. Then rest of the class.
He was fucked.
Like the bunch of whiny losers they were, at once hollers started. Bakugo closed his eyes, Aizawa face swimming in his mind as his stomach dropped. These guys were framing him.
Deserved , honestly.
“ Aizawa sensei, Bakugo attacked Kirishima!”
“He challenged him, “
“ He was provoking him sensei!”
“Kirishima had To defend himself “
“ Bakugo picked that fight…”
“ Blah..blah..blah… “
Kirishima didn’t say a word. Looking down at the floor.
Mina was standing beside him.
“Quiet,” Aizawa ordered. It felt like an order.
His eyes hard as stone looking at Bakugo.
“ Kirishima explain.”
“ I confronted Bakugo to apologise to Midoriya. It escalated from there. I am sorry sensei.” Kirishima said , his voice pained.
“Sensei, Bakugo has still not given any apology to Midoriya. We think he deserves it. Him leaving without it feels unfair.” Mina spoke up, coming in front of Kirishima.
Aizawa looked at them for a long time. No body spoke. Then he sighed.
“Fine, Midoriya come in front.” Till now every student had gathered around the common room.
“Yes sensei “ Izuku stepped forward.
“Bakugo , apologies to Midoriya for bullying him. And apologise to the rest of the class as well. Especially Kirishima.”
Bakugo balked, “ For what!?” He yelled .
“For disrupting the peace of the class” Aizawa snapped, cold eyes glaring at Bakugo that told not to test him right now.
Bakugo shook from the rage . His hands and palms were tingling, small explosions bursting from tip of his fingers. He grounded his fist , hiding it behind himself.
Drawing in a deep breath, he tried to calm himself. For a while no voice came out his mouth, he did try his jaw worked but his tongue didn’t move. He couldn’t he couldn’t….fuck these extras.
He scrunched his eyes close,for his dream, for his future, he swallowed his pride. Eyes still close, he spoke in a strained , strangled voice “ I am sorry, Deku. And everyone.”
It felt like his whole body coiled in itself. He sighed out forcing his body to relax.
He opened his eyes
Aizawa and rest of the class were staring right at him. Some with slack jaw , others wide eyed. Some unimpressed and even offended!?
He felt his cheeks warm up. “What!?” He yelled at them. Catching anyone who dared to meet his eyes’ . They all looked away.
Aizawa sighed. “ Enough. Since that settled. Bakugo follow me. Rest back to your work”.
Then Aizawa left, the class dispersed and Bakugo stomped him foot following after Aizawa as shame ate up his insides.