Screw My Emotions ( KatsuDeku)

A Normal Day

* Bakugo's Pov*

I walk into class early to escape the annoying extras that make my life difficult. I am sitting in my desk, relaxing and trying to pull myself together. I remember when I found out Deku had a quirk he confronted me, I cried in front of him. I was so weak even when the camping trip event happened. FOR FUCKS SAKE I GOT KIDNAPPED!! And then when Deku and I fought one on one I completely fell apart. Man, I must be getting weaker... Wait... Deku is always involved in my emotional breakdowns... He must be weakening me. My face gets hot as I keep thinking about how Deku trying to help me and how it is kinda nice..... What am I doing?!?!? I know what I must do. I must push him away more than ever. 

The bell rung shaking me out of my thoughts. I see Four eyes walk in and I can already tell I pissed him off because I have my feet up on the desk again. He begins to preach to me how the desks are important and that I was disrespected the upperclassmen. He eventually left me alone because he must have realized I was a lost cause. He is fucking dumb to think that I would actually listen. Eventually, Round face, Shitty hair, Dunce face, and half n' half walk in. What a fucking headache they are. They are all talking amongst themselves until Shitty hair and Dunce face walked up. " Hey, Bakugo how are you today?" Shitty hair asked. " What the fuck do you think Shitty hair." I barked at him. Dunce face and shitty hair, sweat drop and sit down as the rest of the extras walk in. Aizawa walks in and starts class. I tried focusing but my mind kept on the thought that Deku is still not here. I wonder what happened to him. Wait why the fuck do I care about shitty nerd? He is fine, so stop thinking of him. My mind, though still sat in turmoil as I try not to care. Eventually, Shitty nerd bust through the door looking like a wreck. " S-SORRY I KNOW I'M REALLY LATE!" He squeaked. What a fucking dip shit waking up late and running into class like that. He runs to his desk behind me and grabbed his notebooks and pens. He taps my shoulder " Hey Kacchan can I borrow your notes?" I don't even look at him because he honestly deserves it for being late. He sighs and leaves me alone for the rest of the day. When I was about to walk home, he grabs my arm and tries talking to me. I snatch my arm away and glare at him not saying a word. As I leave a caught a glimpse of him, and he had tears streaming down his face. I felt a pang of guilt as I walk away. God, that is going to keep me up all night, and it did.