You and Bakugou were chilling in your room, letting him sketch new adjustments for your hero suit as you were sighing and sighing while scrolling through your phone.

"How does this look?"

You glanced at his sketch and bit your cheek from the inside.

"What's the difference?"

"It has elbow and knee patches first of all, and I added a mask for the winter." he showed you with the tip of his pen.

"I don't like the patches, the mask is kinda cool though! My nose gets pretty red from the cold."

"I know." he smiled, kissing the tip of your said nose tenderly before sitting down.

You chuckled and turned your attention to your phone once again.

"Why the hell are you so focused on your phone huh?"

"I haven't heard from Aizawa in a while." you murmured. "I wanted to hang out with him."

"Then call him."

"He is busy." you sighed, getting up from your bed and wrapping your arms around Bakugou's broad shoulders while resting your chin on his head. "He is training this.. guy."

"Someone's jealous." he joked, turning to look at your annoyed face.

"I'm not!" you scoffed while pushing his head to the side gently, him laughing while getting up from the chair to come and sit next to you on your bed.

The bell rang and you heard commotion coming from the living area, so you guys made your way downstairs.

"Who is this guy?"

"His name is-"

"Shinso!"

Your classmates were gathered around the purple-haired boy, greeting him and asking him about his training as well.

"This guy."

"This guy?"

You walked towards Aizawa who was already walking towards you.

"How have you been?" he asked, patting your head while you wrapped your arms around his waist.

"Sub-teacher isn't that great. When will you be coming back?"

"This week actually." he said, turning his attention to his other students. "We are going to do another bound- battle on Monday. This time you're going to get mixed up and fight students from other classes. I want you to train well on Sunday, alright?"

"Yes mister Aizawa!"

You tried to speak up, but you got interrupted by Shinso who extended his hand towards your direction.

"Hello (y/n). Haven't seen you in a while." he said, his casual restless face never changing.

"Shinso." you forced a smile.

His eyes met with Bakugou's, but neither of them said anything. Aizawa and Shinso eventually left, and you sighed, ready to head back upstairs.

"You coming?" you asked.

Bakugou nodded and simply followed.

"Come on. Ask me." you smiled, closing your room's door.

"How long have you known him for?"

"Not long. I know Aizawa trains him from time to time, we've rarely spoken to eachother but he used to have a crush on me."

"WHAT?"

"Used to! I wasn't interested though."

You hated the fact that you had similar quirks. Well, the mind control part. You also hated that you shared a special place in Aizawa's heart. Or rather, it was the fact that you feared of getting replaced.

Maybe it was your overthinking, but you would often forget that you were Aizawa's soft spot.

"It's okay to get jealous you know." Bakugou said while changing to his sleeping clothes.

"Speak for yourself." you teased, admiring his toned back before he put his shirt on.

"What? I don't need to get jealous to break his face if he tries anything funny." he scoffed while spreading his legs over your bed, his hands resting on the back of his head.

"Yeah yeah." you layed on top of him. While your hands rested on his chest, your chin found comfort on top of them as you were inches away from Bakugou's face. "Let's get some sleep okay? We have training tomorrow."

He gave you a quick peck on the lips before turning the small desk lamp off.

...

You were always so fascinated by people's quirks. Battle trainings were like a TV show for you, well, until your turn came up. You walked in the arena, adjusting the straps of your gloves, when your eyes landed on..

"Shinso?"

You turned around and looked at Aizawa who was sitting with the rest of the heroes. He simply nodded and crossed his arms.

What the hell is this? you mentally thought.

The arena was filled by two classes. Yours and another one. But Shinso didn't belong to that class.

"Start!"

"Beat his ass (y/n)!" Bakugou shouted, earning multiple irritated glares from the heroes and other students.

Shinso started running towards your direction. Luckily, he wasn't as good at combat as you.

Punches, kicks, but no quirks. You knew damn well not to respond to his words. No matter how back handed or intimidating they were. You were advised not to use your blood bending.

So that's why. Because we need to focus on our similar quirks.

You took your knife off the holster and held it tightly as you and Shinso walked in circles around eachother.

"I know you're jealous of me and mister Aizawa." he said, his arms forming a cross in attempts of blocking your attacks.

Your eyebrow twitched at the sound of his voice. You punched him right on his jaw and as you raised your knife in the air, he wrapped his arms around your lower waist and picked you up, throwing you on the ground before pinning your arms over your head.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Bakugou shouted while getting ready to jump off the seats, only for Kirishima and Sero to hold him back.

You winced in pain after the hard contact of your head and the ground. Struggling to leave Shinso's grip, you felt as if you were suffocating. The thought of Aizawa watching you fail stressed you even more.

No.. I don't have to prove myself to anyone.

But you had the need to show how strong you were. What he taught you over the years didn't go to waste. What your mother taught you before him about your mind control.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and turned yourself over so that you stood on top of him. You held your knife over his head but he managed to wrap his fingers around your wrist right in time.

"No need to show yourself. You've done that quite enough over the years. All the trouble you've caused to Aizawa.. to-"

"Don't you dare say it! You have no idea what you're talking about!"

Everything went blank after you realized what you had done.

"Get off me and walk out of the bounds."

"Shit.." Mina whispered, glancing at Bakugou.

"Yo Aizawa what the hell!" Bakugou pointed his finger at the teacher in complete irritation.

You were walking away slowly, following Shinso's command.

"He can't go around saying shit like that!" Bakugou shouted once again.

"To get a response from his opponent in order to use his quirk, he has to-"

"I don't give a fuck."

The teacher and his student made eye contact once more before turning their gaze towards you.

One more step.

One more step and Shinso would win.

But you stopped.

Your eyes turned bright as you turned around to look at Shinso's surprised face.

"You can't control me." you scoffed, your hands forming fists from the immense anger that you felt.

"Fall to your knees." he said, but seconds before your knees hit the ground you collected yourself once again and started running towards him.

You began beating him up hard, earning some good punches from him as well. Gritting your teeth, you threw a left punch, then a right, then an uppercut and finally you jumped on one leg, twisting your body and kicking him on his face with the other.

"I taught her that!" Bakugou exclaimed proudly, earning chuckles and eye rolls from your classmates.

You held your knife tip down and finally cut his arm, passing your black blood in him.

"Shinso! Shiiiiinsooo!" you laughed, poking his cheek.

He was completely out of it. Well, his mind was filled with the worst things imaginable. You didn't control that, however, you were too caught up in the moment so you didn't really care about making him see good things.

Grabbing him by his shirt once again, you dragged him towards the line. He kept trying and trying to take control of you instead, leading to you losing your steps and almost tripping, but you were stronger.

And you really wanted to show it.

Finally, you pushed him off the bounds and you were declared the winner. You tried to catch your breath but it felt as if you were having a panic attack. You placed your hand over your heart and took deep breaths while every noise became muffled and every person blurred.

Bakugou wrapped his arms around you and picked you up, shouting at your face just how proud of you he was. You felt yourself calm down as you laughed out of relief. You dragged your fingers through your hair and laughed once again at your win.

He put you down as you looked at your classmates that were cheering for you louder than anyone.

Aizawa came. Your heart beat faster from the excitement but the excitement died down as he walked right past you.

"Shinso, are you alright?"

What?

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine." he replied, accepting Aizawa's help.

Then Aizawa's eyes met with yours that were red from trying to hold back your tears.

"You did great (y/n)."

"Thanks." you forced a smile.

"(y/n) I-"

Shinso lost his words as soon as you locked eyes with him. Your fingers curled into fists and you turned around, ignoring him as you walked away with Bakugou following from behind.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." you replied, entering the building and resting your back on the wall.

"It's okay, you know." he said, approaching you. "It's okay to cry."

You looked at his beaten face and finally let yourself cry as he wrapped his arms around you, bringing your face close to his chest.