This is platonic yandere UA, the yandere bit will be in part two, this is just the context for that.
Drug abuse, overdose, police brutality, disassociation, implications to past abuse, reader has PTSD
Lots and lots of angst
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It was weird, none of her friends seemed to want to talk with her. This behavior started two weeks ago? (y/n) was unsure, but she was sure that if looks could kill, she would be dead a hundred times over. The teachers definitely saw what was going on, but they said nothing, never checking on her, nothing,
As the days grow longer and longer (y/n)s hope dwindles, she believed they were different, that they loved her as she loved them, she was wrong.
As (y/n) held herself and sobbed in the comfort of her room, she wondered if she deserved this. The teachers never stopped them from saying mean things to her, nor did they ask if she was alright so this must be a punishment for being herself. So she fell back on what she knew.
Don't talk back.
Always do stuff to make their lives easier.
Always smile, people don't like negative emotions.
Always agree, you are always wrong, they are always right.
Never. Ever. Fight back.
(y/n) had stopped sleeping when her friends started to withdraw from her. She only ate when no one was around, she didn't want to ruin their meals.
(y/n) got ready for school and looked in the mirror, uniform that was now too big for her, darks circles accentuating her features, an empty smile and hollow eyes, a reminder that she was just a shell of her old self.
Her stomach churned at the thought of food so she wandered the halls of the school that once brought her joy. She walked into her classroom and stated to zone at her desk. She was brought back by her teachers booming voice. His cold, dead tone saying
"(l/n), you are being taken in for questioning"
The silence filled the room, suffocating and overwhelming.
Don't fight back.
They are always right.
(y/n) silently walked to the front of the room to be handcuffed. She was taken into a police car, reporters surrounding the school, catching everything on camera. All Might and Nezu keep them occupied, answering all of their questioning.
When (y/n) got to the police station, the people in and surrounding the station sneered and mocked her. (y/n) is roughly pushed into an interrogation room. She falls to the floor, dizzy and weak from not eating.
"Get up." The officer snaps. (y/n) nodded softly, obeying his order immediately.
"Sit." He orders, (y/n) complies.
"Let's get down to business." He said gruffly, taking out his tape recorder and turning it on.
"I am with (y/n) (l/n), a 1-A student at UA suspected to be working with the League of Villains." The officer states.
(y/n) is put into a state of shock,
'That is why everyone stopped caring for me? Because they think I would betray them?' (y/n) thought as tears silently slipped down her face.
SMACK!
(y/n)s head was forcefully turned to the side. He slapped her....the police officer had slapped her. She didn't reach out to touch the injury, not wanting to anger the man any further.
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