Katsuki Bakugou...
"Katsuki, what word do you use to describe yourself?" Recovery girl asked, during the group counciling they were doing. There were 8 other teens there, One of them was Katsuki's friend Kirishima, another friend Denki, Sero, and then 3 people Uraraka considered friends, Izuku, Iida, and Tsuyu.Katsuki answered Recovery girl's question and screamed "I'M FUCKING AWESOME" Recovery girl sighed "Katsuki dear, I said a word. That's 3" Katsuki just held up his middle finger to her and glared the same, unforgettable glare he always has.
Recovery girl turned to Ochako in there small circle and asked "What about you Ochako dear? You've been awfully quiet, what word would you use to describe yourself?"
"Resentful" She said without looking up at Recovery girl, but busy messing with the hem of a pink floral dress Tsuyu let her borrow when Ochako was showed to the other teens in the Asylum.
Everyone looked at her, including Katsuki. Not once in the 10 years of Recovery girl working there has she heard someone use that word, she usually gets things like "Depressed" or "Sad" even "Angry" rarely.
"Why do you say that sweetie?" Recovery girl asked genuinely concerned, everyone stayed quiet to hear her answer.
"It's not fair...all of these bad things keep happening to me when I haven't done anything wrong to anyone...or.... maybe I have..." She mumbled "I dunno..." And shyly clenched her skirt trying to calm down.
Recovery girl smiled at her "Thank you for being honest with me sweetie, I know you can get shy, so you don't have to talk if you don't want to. Let's move on to a group activity! Well be making anti-stress bracelets, and you can give them to other group members!" She took out charms and beads, and some strings.
Ochako's eyes lit up and so did everyone else's, except for Katsuki's. He didn't exactly know how to make bracelets...
Katsuki sat away from everyone else as they started on their bracelets, Ochako noticed and went to him "Hey, Katsuki, why aren't you making any bracelets with us?" Katsuki grunted "It's stupid...go away and make your fucking bracelet already!" He growled out.
Ochako grabbed Katsuki's hand and dragged him to the desk, him fighting back and squirming around. Ochako brought him to a comfy bean bag next to a desk and she sat down pink and galaxy beads, and some red and black beads for Katsuki.
"It's gonna be fun, just try it!" She smiled at him. Katsuki looked away and mumbled "For you..." Ochako heard him and gasped "Y-You don't know how to make bracelets!? Don't worry, I can teach you!" She gave off an even brighter smile as she grabbed a string and started to teach Katsuki how to make a bracelet.
Before they knew it, they both made bracelets with their names on it. Ochako looked at hers, with Katsuki's name on it and then his, with her name on it "Here, let's trade!" She handed the bracelet to Katsuki and Katsuki handed his to her, they both put the bracelets on.
Only with a microscope could you see the smile on Katsuki's face when he received the girly bracelet. Katsuki shook it off and clicked his tongue, "This was a complete waste of time..." He sighed. Ochako frowned slightly and looked away. "W-Well counciling will be over soon, so I guess that's a good thing" she looked up at Katsuki, seeing him look at the bracelet on his left wrist. She smiled looking at the bracelet he received from Katsuki.
After an hour or so, the dinner was brought to the rooms, today was sushi and rice, the norm. Usually Ochako loved sushi and rice, but she wasn't in the mood to eat when she got to her room so she set it down on her desk next to her uneatened breakfast.
Katsuki noticed Ochako not eating her food as he took a bite of his sushi. "Look round face, Your normally pink cheeks aren't even pink anymore. You need to eat, you look like shit when you don't" he rolled his eyes. Ochako looked at her food "I'm just not hungry lately, but I'm fine..." She lied. Katsuki walked to her and grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the bed to come face to face with her "I call bullshit. If you were fine you wouldn't be here. We all heard your little "speech" in group counciling today. I know your not fine..." Ochako looked down "Why do you care...?" She mumbled. Katsuki growled "B-BECAUSE! I'll probably get blamed for making you upset or something! Ugh don't make me explain myself, just. Tell me what's upsetting you..." He looked away, avoiding eye contact with her as he let go of her wrist. Ochako sat down and patted next to her on her bed and Katsuki sat criss crossed across from her.
Ochako started to explain why she appeared here, and started from the day at school...when she got to her parents dying, she fought tears back. She was devastated when Recovery girl told her that her parents died. She sighed and looked down as she finished her story, soon after she started to cry.
Katsuki, not knowing what to do just hugged Ochako hesitantly and stroked her back for comfort. He sighed "Don't worry...I know you miss them, but they probably wouldn't want to see their daughter crying because of them...so, you should be strong...that doesn't mean to stop eating, and to stop telling people what's really bothering you but...what I'm saying is, you should stop crying for them...be happy they're finally in a better place, without a care in the world... don't you want the best for your parents?" Ochako nodded and stopped crying after a while. "Thank you Katsuki...you really are a good person, You should try being nice like this in front of others too." She smiled.
Katsuki growled "As if. I'd rather die then do this with other people... you're an acception..." He blushed lightly. But not enough for Ochako to notice.
Katsuki looked at her "Just...take care of yourself kay?" Ochako nodded "I promise" she gave him a smile and a thumbs up.
Ochako sat up and looked at Katsuki. "If you don't mind..."
"Can I know your story?"

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Kacchako: You Only Live Once
FanfictionOchako's last memory of her old self was at school, when she was talking to her friends, when suddenly terrorists attacked her school and neighborhood and she was left with gunwounds in a mental asylum. That's where her REAL story begins.