After a week of keeping me at the hospital, and bringing me a psychiatrist who questioned me and determining whether or not I should be sent to a mental hospital, I finally got to go back to the dorms.

Aizawa picked me up. The doctor handed him the antidepressants the psychiatrist assigned me. We walked to Aizawa's car and I hopped into the back seat, even though he asked if I wanted to be in the front.

The car ride was silent for the first half. Then Aizawa has to ruin the peace and quiet by talking. About my mental health.

"I talked to the doctors," he started, "and the psychiatrist. We all decided on something you may not like."

If he's saying that I'm definitely not going to like it. My mind started wandering to dangerous places. Dangerous thoughts. Before I let it go too far I spoke.

"Well? Spit it out!" No real fire in my voice.

"We think it would benefit you," he sighed, "to get sent to a therapist."

"WHAT?" The statement took me off guard. A therapist? I don't need a therapist. I don't want one. I'm fine.

"Calm down, Bakugou." He says with no emotion in his voice. How can I calm down. You're sending me to a shrink!

"Bakugou don't freak out. Everything is going to be fine. You just need to calm down."

Calm down. Right. Calm. I didn't notice I was hyperventilating and shaking before. I took deep breathes and calmed down. That was probably one of my calmest panic attacks that didn't escalate.

"Bakugou it'll be alright. The therapist is there to help you. And so are we, everyone at UA." You're just trying to make me feel better. Stop.

"How is everyone?" I subtly change the subject.

"Worried, sad. It's not the same without you." Without the old me, you mean.

I can feel it. My mask is broken. There were already cracks forming before. But what I did, like throwing a rock at it. The mask is broken. But I'm still trying to put it together. To wear it again. I don't want them to see the real me. I can't be unmasked more than I already am.

When we get back to the dorms, Aizawa pulls out his phone to do something, and lets me walk in first. When I do I immediately notice the hand made banner hanging from Sero's tape that reads

"Welcome Back Bakugou!"

I don't even understand. It's not like I was overseas. They shouldn't care about me. But everyone is here, welcoming me back from the hospital.

"Kacchan, are you okay?" Deku asks, worried. I didn't even notice I was crying. Damnit. I quickly wipe the tears and cross my arms, turning away.

"I'm fine, Deku." He was already crying a little before I said that, but when I did he started balling his eyes out. I didn't get it, but I didn't say anything either.

We were all sitting down, quietly watching tv or doing something with our phones. Mr. Aizawa then walked in and told us he had news.

"Bakugou is coming back. The hospital gave him the all clear," Everyones faces lit up, "Do with that information what you will." And he left to pick him up.

"I say we welcome him back with something big and manly!" Kirishima spoke.

"Maybe a Welcome Party!" Yaoyorozu suggested.

"With snacks and drinks and everything! Sato can make cookies!" Kaminari added.

"Bakugou probably wouldn't want something that big." Todoroki said.

"I agree with Todoroki. Maybe it should be something small. To show we care?" I say.

"Like what?" Tokoyami questioned.

"Maybe a banner saying Welcome Bakugou?" Jirou mindlessly said.

"Good idea Jirou!" Yaoyorozu says, already making the banner.

"I'll go get markers." Mina hopped off the couch and went to the elevator.

We all did something. Kaminari, Iida, and Kirishima made the banner. Sato, Koda, and I helped make snacks, and the others also helped out with everything.

Right when we finished setting up, Aizawa sent Iida an email, saying they were here.

We all got into position, standing at the front door above the banner. I give him the biggest smile I can without smiling. Even if he is a little mean, he is still my friend. And it hurts to see a friend cry. I may have gotten jealous of him at the sleepover but I've been jealous of him many times before, when we were kids. He also apologized to me, for all the bad things he's said and done.

He stares in shock at the banner, saying "Welcome Back Bakugou" and then he starts to cry.

"Kacchan, are you okay?" I ask worriedly. He quickly wipes his tears and turns away from us.

"I'm fine, Deku." He said. I started to full on cry. At least he's still him. It wouldn't be Kacchan if he didn't call me Deku. Or was some kind of mean to me. Even if Deku is a bad nickname. Uraraka, who was standing beside me, gave me a pat on the back.

"It's alright, Deku."

"Well what are we waiting for. Jirou play the music!" Kaminari points at Jirou who was at the side of the room, next to a small stereo. She hit the play button and some nice music came on. The Bakusquad went up to Kacchan and left him to the kitchen to eat. They weren't pushy or anything. They were just happy Kacchan was back. All of us were.

We all took turns talking to him, in groups or individually. There was still an aura of sadness around him. His eyes looked empty like they did at the Hospital.

Aizawa said he would talk to us all after Kacchan went to bed after this party. He left when it started. One of us was supposed to email or text him when it was over.

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The party finished when Kacchan decided it was too late and he wanted to sleep. Todoroki joined him. I was going to protest about Todoroki but something tells me he already knows what's going on.

Aizawa arrived while we were cleaning up. He waited until we finished. We all gathered in or around the couch.

"This may be hard for you all to hear. But it's something you have too. Please do not blame yourselves for any of what I'm gonna say because I assure you it isn't your fault. Not even I knew." he started.

"He would probably want to tell you this himself but the sooner you know the better. When at the hospital, Bakugou was visited by a Psychiatrist for what he did. He was later diagnosed with Clinical Depression." He stopped and gave us a moment to take that in.

"He has also been, frequently cutting. He had clear scars on his arms and legs." I almost broke down crying right there. Even though he told us not to blame ourselves. How could I not? I've known him since we were kids. I should've seen. He hid it so well. I looked at everyone else and saw Kaminari was in fact crying.

"You okay bro?" Kirishima sadly asks. Kaminari shook his head no.

"When him and Mina were taken, I got to the room Bakugou was in a little before everyone else. Todoroki and I both saw.." he couldn't say anymore.

"It's alright you don't have to say anything," Aizawa told us, "But we will start changing things at U.A. to prevent something like this from happening again. Like weekly mental health checks. We, the U.A. staff, just want you to trust us and know that we will help. For now, go get some rest. It's getting late." He says and takes his leave.

We all head to the dorms. I could tell no one was going to sleep easy.