𝑆𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐾𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 | Yandere Bnha X Reader

S4, EP 1: A New Mission

I wish I could tell you everything that happened after that tragic incident, really, I do. But I can't. Because I don't know much. I will tell you what I do know...

Shoto Todoroki got it easy, he took his daddys money and got it good. The evidence against him was so thing that the court let him go, and somehow he was let back into U.A. Though the court ordered he had to be supervised around others and attended therapy. He visits me sometimes, though I don't want him to.

Ochako Uraraka was mostly depressed after what happened, she went damn near insane. She sprialed, her grades dropped immensely, she was no longer her old self. And she wouldn't tell anyone why.

Bakugo Katsuki, well, his is kinda sad I will admit. He went to jail, the evidence provided to the police by L/n was so solid that the trial was shorter than his patience. If that wasn't bad enough, his family disowned him, they didn't even show up to the court meeting. No one visited him but Shoto. From what I've heard, he doesn't talk at all now. Sho once described his eyes looking 'cold and dead' in such a way that sent shivers down his back.

Izuku Midoriya had not been heard of since his mom died, out of all people I thought he was the last person to go off the grid and avoid facng his consquences. So I've heard he is wanted, but not in the way he'd probably like. I'm proud of him, I hope he comes to see me.

As for me, I'm not in jail, but a hell of my own eternal suffering. On a good day, I'm in a terrible place where I can't leave a white room, on a white bed for hours, while a nurse comes in every 15 damn minutes to check on me or shove medicine down my throat. I haven't had a decent sleep in 153 days, and no, I haven't been keeping track by keeping tally of the days on my wall. They keep track for me, and every fucking day they remind me. Every, fucking, day. And everyday I tell them the same thing; "go fuck yourself." Or "Kill yourself."

I can't tell you much more, friend. But here, we'll start something new. Think of it as a fresh start, rather than a continuation.

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Eventually, Y/n learned to stop throwing tantrums, but she was physically incapable of acting okay. All she could do was blankly stare. If she wasn't okay, she wasn't getting out. The medicine she was on was sedating and exghasting. Though she would never admit it, she was beyond tired, though refused to sleep for her own sanity.

Now that she had down the routine, she didn't have to look at the clock, she would count the ticks throughout the day when she could. Often she lost count and focus, just because it helped. She learned the routine, memorized it, predicted it, but got nothing out of it.

Somehow, on a random Wednesday she was surprised. They came in unexpectedly for a check up. She was sitting in her chair, leaned over, resting her elbows on her thighs when the door creaked open and footsteps proceeded towards her.

"Its Janurary 1st." They said, she was unfamilar with the voice. It was a deep, monotone voice, most of the nurses (regaurdless of gender) spoke in a very cheery, upbeat tone.

L/n turned around very suspicously, her cold eyes staring into the eyes of the red and white haired boy. She squinted her eyes to make out his blurry face, the bright light from the hallway turned him into a shadow. "Sho?" She muttered quietly.

He closed the door behind him and let out a sigh, he came into the light and she could see his face better. Though still blurry, as she had went partially blind in a past incident.

"Yes, it is me Y/n. How are you doing?" She heard him pull up a chair in front of her, what was once a dark wall became a human who leaned forward and brushed her white hair out of the way. It was only now that she noticed he was in all white, similar to what the nurses wore, and she pondered.

"How did you get in here?" He stared at her quietly, the atmosphere was extremely somber, he couldn't help but feel pain while looking into her icy eyes knowing she could barely see him.

"I'm here for something important, or else I would not have done this, believe me. I need your help."

"...You put me in here Sho."

"Y/n...you are not yourself. I was helping you." He stared at the floor in shame, Y/n sat up straight and crossed her arms, looking down at him.

"I was doing what I could to survive and protect myself. But you wouldn't understand that. Niether would your dad, or any of the heros. You turned everyone against me, and YOU feel sorry?" She raised an eyebrow and frowned. Shoto sighed, closed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I need your help Y/n."

"What have you gotten yourself into?"

"It's Midoriya, he is danger. Real danger, and I know--"

"No." Shotos eyes filled with shock for a second, he took a moment to think, he was surprised she said no. They used to be best friends.

"Y/n, I think you're not understanding me. You--"

"I understand Shoto, you may not realize but Izuku was a manipulator, he was bad for me, I love him, but I'll be damned if I--" Shoto stood up in such a swift movement that Y/n couldn't react, he slammed his hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened with shock and within five seconds of silence, Shoto stared at her with anger in his eyes. His expression didn't budge even after a tear ran down her face onto his hand.

Sorry, I got bored.