🩸| You were in grade eight, the famous punching bag Izuku Midoryia. Almost everyone picked on you or ignored you. The most common and worst case was your childhood friend Katsuki Bakugo.

🩸| You were used to it, the name calling, bruises and death threats. You never wanted to tell your mom, she was Bakugo’s mom’s friend…you didn’t want to get him in trouble. One day however he hurt you bad, bruises down your face, along with scars. You had to tell your mom, she was getting worried. And of course things played out in the worst ways.

Your mom, told his mom and he got in a lot of trouble. He was even suspended for a week. And when he got back, it was worse. One day you stayed in the class late, while leaving you bumped into him. Of course it HAD to be him…Katsuki laughed…really laughed. “YOU.” He yelled and shoved you down. His hand around your throat…you couldn’t breathe. He was screaming and blaming you for everything but in an instant-

SNAP

His whole body paused as he felt you go limp. He looked down at you…horrified at the sight. Your neck is snapped in half..He ran, and he ran fast. He ran home, not talking during dinner. Didn’t even eat. Just stared at his plate blankly. laid in bed all night…not a wink of sleep. The next morning he couldn’t move..couldn’t breathe. There was police outside as he watched your body get carried out through the front doors, covered in sheet.

The boy who had followed him around since kindergarten. The boy who always supported him no matter the cost. The boy who cared about him more than himself was gone. And the last thing he saw was the boy he looked up to screaming in his face. Bakugo didn’t go to school for a while..a few weeks. He woke up one morning to see you at his bedside as he stared in pure horror...