My name is (Y/N) (L/N) and I really don't like trouble. All kinds of trouble, I hate them all. As a child in primary school, I never got into trouble, and was that one kid who broke up fights. As a result of that, people thought I was stiff and no fun. I didn't want to do things that might lead to trouble, like sneaking into places, doing things I shouldn't and things like that. My parents, of course loved this trait in me. They also told me how much they thought I was mature, and how proud they were. I liked this, and I think that it only fueled my stiffens when it comes to trouble. I don't have a lot of friends, however. I make good friends though with shy people, seeing as many shy people don't like trouble and attention either. We get along well. That's why I get along with Izuku so much. We have been friends since we were little. I would always help him when Bakugo would cause trouble for him. 

I don't think Bakugo likes me very much. I defend Deku a lot. We call him Deku, ever since Uraraka said she liked it. I personally think that Deku likes Uraraka. I ship it. (If you don't ship it then ignore this, I personally ship Uraraka x Bakugo, but this is a Bakugo x Reader soooo;;;) Anyway, I grew up with Deku, and was relieved that he got into U.A. with me. We are both in class 1-A, and sit on opposite sides of the room, unfortunately. But it is pretty ok with me, since talking during class leads to trouble, and I think you get at this point. Any-who, what i was saying about Bakugo not liking me; I don't like him either. He is trouble personified. It's like fate just spat out two people and said, "These people will hate each other and I'll watch it unfold for fun hahahaha". Ok, so perhaps that's a overstatement, but I really cannot express my dislike for this guy enough. He never sits correctly in his seat, always is causing troublesome fights with others, and yells at everyone it seems! I used to think he was misunderstood but I gave up on that idea a long time ago, specifically when he beat Deku up and I snapped.

FLASHBACK!

"Deku, you really make me mad! Always being so nice, OH KACCHAN I THINK WE SHOULD GO SOMEWHERE ELSE THERE ARE SCARY PEOPLE HERE! KACCHAN YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN YOU'RE SCARING PEOPLE! Well guess what! I don't care!!" Yelled Bakugo, after Deku had tried to help him up after he tripped on a rock.

What a drama queen. Perhaps he just has issues, or keeps his emotions bottled up? He never really hurts Deku anyway.

Speak of it and it shall happen. Bakugo picked Deku up and punched him straight in the face! He then proceeded to toss poor Deku down on the concrete and kick him repeatedly. 

'BAKUGO STOP THIS!" I yelled, attempting to stop him. He just shoved me off and continued to beak on poor poor Deku, who couldn't do anything, since he had no quirk. All Deku ever did was try to help Bakugo, and all Bakugo did was beat on Deku.

That is it! I am so done with this guy right now. I aimed my fist at Bakugo and used his own quirk, which I had copied for the time being, against him. I sent a huge blast at his face, blinded by rage. I then tackled him to the ground and pinned him down. We were around 13 years of age at the time, so I had developed strength from training everyday, and was able to hold Bakugo down. Bakugo just screamed and yelled at me, and I looked him straight in the eyes and slapped him. It shut him up long enough for me to yell back at him, tears forming in my eyes from anger and sadness for Deku, whose condition I had no idea about at the moment, and could be really hurt.

"ALL POOR IZUKU DOES IS TRY TO HELP YOU, YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF TRASH! HE WANTS THE BEST FOR YOU! HE TRIED TO SAVE YOU NOT LONG AGO FROM A VILLAIN! IS PRIDE ALL YOU HAVE? ARE YOU THAT PATHETIC?" I screamed at him. Tears were falling from my eyes and was clenching my teeth so hard i thought I would push them straight through my gums.

"MAYBE IT IS! THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" He yelled back.

I had had it with screaming, and just  whimpered out; "It's my business when my best friend is getting beat up by my other best friend."  

"Yo-your other best friend?" He stuttered out. He apparently didn't get the memo that we were close friends, even after all the times we laughed together and hung out together. 

"Of course! I thought you already got that?" I said, tears still falling.

He took this opportunity to shove me off of him and get up. He brushed himself off and said;

"Whatever! Just go away!" He said and ran off in the direction of his house. I looked after him for a moment, before realizing poor Deku was still on the ground in pain.

"Izuku! Are you alright??" I said frantically and rushed over to him. I pictured a first aid kit i had seen once on television and it appeared next to me. Poor Deku had cuts on him from where he was thrown onto the concrete and blood was coming from his mouth and nose. Bruises would undoubtedly form tomorrow where Bakugo kicked him.

I took him to the hospital, his mom was called and everything was taken care off. But i didn't see Bakugo after that. He didn't speak to us after that. He still antagonized poor Deku, and i still defended Deku, but he never hung out with me again.

END FLASHBACK!

Long story short, we didn't get along very well. But fate had a funny way of changing things, and I could have never imagined what would go down in the next year and a half.

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