Ray of Light || Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

25 • Number One

.・゜ ҉ -: ✧ :-  Bakugo -: ✧ :-   ҉ .・゜

When Half-n-Half Bastard walked onto the field for our match, he looked down at me like I was the scum of the earth. He was judging me between what happened in my match with (F/n).

It wasn't my fault, it's not like she wanted me to hold back.

He stood there blankly staring at me. But it didn't matter, I needed to redeem myself after my last match. It was apparent to everyone she would I have won. I needed to actually win this.

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Half-n-Half pulled the same crap (F/n) did right when he was finally using his left side, he suddenly stopped. My big explosion sent him flying back along with his ice. He was knocked unconscious.

I ran up to him unappeased. I grabbed him by the collar and angrily yelled at him. This was not an actual win either. What is up with these two and not fighting with their full power? Deku got Todoroki to do it and Tamran got (F/n) to do it. Why am I unworthy of their power?

Midnight used her quirk, I suddenly passed out.

I woke up in the infirmary. I clicked my tongue. What a shitty day this had been? On top of that, (F/n) probably hates me now just when I realized I have feelings for the dumb brat. I have to try and talk to her, at least try to apologize this time, somehow find a way to make it up to her. Even if she doesn't like me back, I don't want her to hate me forever.

Someone poked my cheek. I was going to bite their finger of whoever the person was off until I realized it was (F/n). Everything about me softened. I quickly sat up and faced her. I was completely lost on what to say.

She was on the bed next to mine, she stretched herself to reach over to me. She was in a new gym uniform with regular white bandages wrapped around her left arm and leg.

"You were mumbling out loud." She said. "I figured I'd stop you before you said anything else you probably didn't want to say out loud." She went back to sitting completely on her bed. "I also wanted to do the talking this time."

She softly in a gentle tone, obviously still recovering from overheating herself. "I guess I'll start. So, I never thought of you as a bad guy, Katsuki. You know, we were partners, we were friends. You promised me you'd never call me Bandage Girl, you promised that you'd always catch, you promised that you wouldn't hurt me. I've always defended you, never bashed you, I've always tried to understand you, never judged you. Everyone always said that you were just going to hurt me. I wanted them to be wrong but no. For a moment, everyone was right about you. I was wrong. Some people are just bad."

She had a hard time maintaining "eye contact" with me while she spoke. She kept fidgeting with her thumbs.

"I feel like I've opened up too much of myself too quick to you. And you know so much about me. I told you about that guy who really hurt me. The last time someone like you, someone I liked like you hurt me, I almost died... My quirk almost killed me and my family. I'm always reminded of it." Her hand stroked the bandages on her arms. "I don't have room for anymore scars... I can't put myself out on the table only to get hurt. It's better if I'm alone. No one can hurt me that way. I can't take it, not much more of it."

She indirectly just admitted her feelings to me, but she didn't seem to notice. She was getting everything on her chest of it. But at least, she felt the same way I did.

"That led me to think. Why am I trying so hard? Why do I keep pushing myself? What is the point of all this? I'm a useless, good for nothing, waste of a human being, right? That I'm not even suppose to be here? I'm suppose to be a useless piece of shit. I'm suppose to think that if I wasn't born, my mom would have still been here, that my parents wouldn't have an incomplete child. I'm suppose to be sad. Someone like me can't achieve, right? That's all I'll ever be, right?..."