《○Kacchan..○ - A Bakugou and Deku (?) Fanfiction -》☆Part Two: Quirkless Loser..☆
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But then..
I looked up with tears on my face, to see him with blood on his shoe, staring at me with a cold look on his face. His friends turned around and left. Shortly after, he looked me dead in the eyes, and muttered:
then left not long after. I sat there, crying to myself in the empty classroom.
— NOTICE: The class was homeroom and there werent many students. The teacher never showed up so Bakugou left. —
I went out into the hallway to see if he was gone. I didnt see him anywhere, so I went to my locker. I put away my backpack, but not long after, I heard his voice a few feet ahead of me. I looked up, and saw him with his friends walking down the hallway. I overheard their conversation.
" He should honestly just kill himself, he's a quirkless loser who's taking up space."
I sat there in silence while they all laughed. I turned around to him, there, just staring at me with a sort of sympathetic look on his face. When he notice that I saw him, he turned around fast and muttered "Tsk." under his breath.
Ive decided to try and be nicer to him. Though I was already being nice, I guess it wasn't enough.
I ran to my next class, and when I saw him in a seat I immediately sat next to him. He looked at me, obviously confused, then scoffed and acted like I wasnt there. I tried to talk to him, but he said "Shut up, Deku. I dont want to be your...friend."
I noticed a sad expression on his face, and tried to comfort him but he just pushed me away.
"
I responded with "Because you're my friend, Kacchan."
He widened his eyes and told me to stop bugging him. Class ended, and it was lunch time. I
went to lunch and sat next to Kacchan..but..he slammed his hands on the table.
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