Izuku
I had difficulties sleeping that night. I kept replaying the scene that just happened with Kacchan. I didn't know how to feel. My actions and words out there didn't match my philosophy.
I felt bad because I shouldn't have yelled at him and told him all these things but, at the same time, I felt kind of relieved. Saying what I had kept to myself all these years, I felt better now. At least I hoped so.
I heard footsteps in the corridor. Kacchan was probably walking up to his room. I should get up and apologise for yelling at him.
I quickly walked up to my door and opened it.
"Kacchan," I whispered. I didn't want to wake up my classmates.
"Shut up, Deku." Once again, he didn't even bother looking at me. He was turning the handle to his room and entered in it. I ran up to him.
"Kacchan," I stopped the door from closing before he could shut it. "I just wanted to say sorry for yelling at you and say all these things."
"I don't care, idiot," he said. The door was separating us, he was on the interior side of his room, and me in the corridor. I couldn't see his face, but his voice seemed to lack of its usual anger.
"Are you ok ?" I asked, a bit worried, putting my weight against the door to enter his room and see him. He was too putting his strength on the door for me not come in, but I finally got into it.
He walked back to the corner of his room and I could see a tear falling down his cheek. This is why he didn't want me to see his face. I've never seen him cry before.
"I yell at you all the time and I've never apologised," he said. At these words, I felt a wave of angriness rushing through me. He was right. He never apologised once.
I tried my best to smile, "Well, it's no surprise. You're Kacchan." It came out more like a reproach then I wanted it to.
"Get out of my room," he said in a calm and strange voice.
I was taken aback, I'm not used to this tone. But it was only a facade because, when I didn't obey, he yelled with a broken voice "GET OUT OF MY FUCKING YOU ROOM, YOU SHITTY NERD !"
I flinched, then exited the room and closed the door behind me. I had seen enough.
Kirishima was in the corridor, looking half asleep with a cushion in his right hand.
"What are you doing, Midoriya ? It's 4am."
"Nothing, sorry to have woken you up."
"It's ok, but tell Bakugo to stop yelling," he said, and then returned to his room.
I'm not going back to Kacchan's dorm. I came back into mine and tried to sleep, but it was useless.
After some time, the sun started to rise up. I decided it was time to get ready. I brushed my teeth, tried to tame my hair (it was a fail) and changed clothes. I had time, so I went outside and trained for a while. My kicks were getting better, but they weren't good enough.
After an hour and a half, I walked back to the living room. I sat on the sofa, and fell asleep right there.
I woke up to Todoroki calling my name.
"Midoriya, it's time to wake up. I made you breakfast so you could sleep longer, but now it's time," he said in a soft voice.
"Oh, thank you Todoroki !" I was lucky to have a friend like him. We went to the table where the others were eating their food.
"Hello everyone," I greeted them while taking a sit.
"Hi Midoriya," Mina's voice answered through all the muffled greetings of my classmates, who had their mouthful. "Kirishima told me he saw you in Bakugo's room last night," she said, a huge and curious smile on her face.
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From Hatred
FanfictionMidoriya Izuku never said a thing about Bakugo Katsuki's bullying. It was growing inside him, and eventually, it exploded. Bakugo's attitude towards Midoriya changed, for the worst and maybe for the best. "I wanted to know and I wanted to feel, but...