You were in Class 1-A. Part of the Dekusquad. Everything was going great—or so you thought.

It all started the day you rushed up to your group, beaming with pride. Aizawa had pulled you aside after class and told you something that lit up your entire world: your quirk was one of the strongest in the class. He said he was proud of your progress. You were glowing with excitement—you just wanted to share it with your friends.

Everyone smiled and congratulated you… except Uraraka.

She forced a laugh, then asked, “Why you, though? I mean, I’m stronger.”

You brushed it off. Maybe she was just having a bad day.

The next day, Aizawa returned your recent test results. You had scored a perfect 100. Uraraka, unfortunately, had the lowest grade in class. She was visibly upset. You didn’t say anything—just tried to stay polite. But something had clearly shifted.

Later, the Dekusquad gathered in the library. You were browsing a book when you heard your name.

Uraraka’s voice cut through the quiet space. “Has anyone else noticed how annoying they’ve been lately?”

You froze.

Tsuyu quietly agreed, and Iida nodded in a stiff, judgmental way. “They have been acting overly prideful.”

Izuku and Shoto stayed silent. Neither defended you.

Uraraka continued, “They’re just always bragging. It’s exhausting. Narcissist much?”

You left early that day, your heart heavy.

But the worst came next. You decided to talk it out with her, hoping to fix things—even though you’d done nothing wrong. You approached her calmly, gently.

She snapped.

She got angry. Loud. Violent. She hit you.

Her words were sharper than the slap.

“You think you’re better than everyone, huh? Pathetic.”

You ran. You couldn’t hold back the tears.

You ended up in the school garden, curled up under a tree, trying to stay quiet—until Sero and Denki found you. They saw the pain on your face and didn’t even hesitate. They brought you to Bakugo’s dorm, where they usually hung out.

Kirishima and Mina were already there. But Bakugo? He was gone.

He was dealing with Uraraka.

When you arrived, the others immediately surrounded you with warmth and concern. You told them everything—your voice shaking. And when you were finished, they offered you something unexpected:

“Join us,” Kirishima said. “The Bakusquad.”

You hesitated—but it felt right. You nodded. “Yes.”

And for a moment, you felt okay.

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Present Day:

You’re no longer part of the Dekusquad. And they made sure you felt it.

Since switching squads, they’ve been cruel. Trashing your room. Blaming you for things they did. Petty sabotage. Passive-aggressive comments in class. You started dreading going back to your dorm each night.

But the Bakusquad stood by you.

Denki leaves you snacks with little encouraging notes. Sero teaches you how to lock your windows better—just in case. Mina hypes you up daily. Kirishima walks with you between classes. And Bakugo?

He doesn’t say much. But when he does, it counts.

“You don’t need those extras,” he told you once, voice low. “You’ve got us now.”

In the present day you and the bakusquad were having lunch, you were sitting besides Bakugo and Kirishima, you were having a great time until out of nowhere Uraraka ‘bumps’ into you, and spills water on your clothes.