Todoroki was away for the day to visit his family.

After classes, I got called through the PA system to report to the principal's office. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong recently but I was still trying to figure out what the reasoning could be. I didn't manage to think of anything by the time I got to Principal Nezu's office.

Inside, All Might and another man I never met before were sitting on chairs near the wooden desk. Principal Nezu sat in his black leather chair. His hands together.

I look at All Might with complete bewilderment.

He does not maintain eye contact.

"Y/n, please have a seat." Principle Nezu gestures to the seat in between the two men. I pushed the chair back so I wouldn't be directly next to them.

"What's going on? Am I in trouble?" I ask.

I thought about why there would be a well-dressed man in here. Perhaps he was a cop to take me away. Maybe someone snitched on me for drinking, smoking, and getting high. Fuck! Did they search my room?

Or maybe... What if I was called here because they heard what happened between Monoma and me? Would I get in trouble for bringing a boy to my room? What if they heard about that AND the drinking?

I was very apprehensive and tried not to show but I wouldn't be surprised if they figured that out. I twiddled with my thumbs.

"No, dear. We have something to discuss with you..." Mr. Nezu said. The usual smile he wore was not on his face this time. "Unfortunately, it's your father Y/n."

Oh. The anxiety lowered and was progressively being replaced by annoyance. "What did he say?" I cross my arms expecting some bullshit I would argue myself out of. Typical of him to talk with my teachers instead of me.

I glance at All Might. He seemed in a pensive mood. It was written all over his face.

"He's...He's passed, my dear."

My heart stops. I peer at my principal in utter shock. My dad...He's dead?  I shake my head and sneer. "That's not possible."

"Y/n..." All Might finally dares to say a word.

My hand goes up to stop him. "He cannot be. I mean, he's my dad." I try to recall the last time we spoke. My last words...But I cannot.

"Y/n this is very real. I'm sorry." The strange man interjects.

I flip my head in his direction. "Who are you?"

"I'm just here to make sure you're taken care of. Where's your mom?" He says.

My scorn is so vile I stare at the floor. "How? When?"

They didn't understand.

"When did he die? How long has he been dead?" I ask firmly.

Principle Nezu clears his throat, "I was informed by a gentleman who worked for your father. Perhaps you knew him. Your father passed yesterday. A cerebral aneurysm. I'm sorry."

Alfred...He must have been with him. When he...dropped dead.

My brain betrays me by making a motion picture of the events. My father complaining of a headache and suddenly collapsing in his office. Alfred finding him hours later.

"Did the man say anything else?" My monotonous voice surprised me.

Principle Nezu looks at the stranger next to me and then back at me. "He asked me to let you know he'll take care of everything. And..."

"We need to know where your mother is. I am aware your parents are divorced and your father was granted full custody but do you still maintain a relationship with her?" The man spoke. He talked with clarity and little pity. Like he's ready for his next case. This time I gave him my full attention. I didn't care for his name. I only cared about his true purpose here.

He's going to take me away.

"I have no connection to that woman. She could be dead too and I wouldn't care." I tell him.

He writes on his clipboard. "Right."

"Y/n, I want you to know that we will aid you in whatever you need. We are more than happy to let you continue your studies at this school." Principal Nezu adds. "Your future is what matters most now."

Thinking about my future leads me to face All Might once more. "All Might..."

He tries to smile with sorrowful eyes. "I'm so sorry...This was all too sudden for you. I truly wanted to make this as easy for you as I could. But there's no way to break news like this easily."

"I understand. Thank you." I say. "Truly." I sit still. Oddly, I didn't feel much. Not empty but like my body and mind haven't gotten the memo.

"Y/n, you're not on your own. I'm still here. I made a promise to your father I would take care of you. I am going to make sure you become what I know you can be. You're the future, Y/n." All Might says.

"On that note, I must ask you something else Y/n." The man interrupted.

"What?" I ask.

"How would you feel for All Might to have custody of you? I feel there's no reason for me to take you to an emergency foster home if your education is here. Your housing and meals are provided for at UA. Plus, there's a reliable adult who you trust willing to be your legal guardian."

"You would do that?" I ask my mentor.

All Might tears up. "I would do that, Y/n. I was the one to suggest it. Only if you are comfortable with it."

I don't tear up. I just nod. "Yeah."

The man hands All Might documents.

"Can I be dismissed?" I ask my principal. I figured I wasn't needed for the official shit. There was nothing for me to do but let the adults take care of my shit.

The three adults stare at me, waiting for me to show any kind of emotion. Any sign that I'm not going to be okay. But I don't. I just stare.

Principal Nezu nods politely, "You aren't required to attend the next week of school, my dear. If you need it. And of course, there are counseling sessions you could attend on campus. You have my deepest condolences."

I stand up and bow. I say, "Thank you." And I leave.

The walk back to the dorm building was my trigger. I was left alone with my thoughts.

I couldn't even remember the last time I let him know that I loved him. Or the last time he said that to me.
I spend so much of my time trying to please him...I never figured it out. That man showed no compassion. He was a heartless asshole.
He was my dad. All I had was him.

The shittiest part is that I can't even hate him completely. I can't hate him for leaving me alone. He had his moments. He visited me at the hospital three months ago after the Camino incident. He threatened All Might to keep me safe. I guess he cared in his own fucked up way. Those tiny moments made me hate him. It meant that he was capable of showing me he fucking loved me. That he cared about me.

But he never called. He never texted. I stupidly craved for a connection with him. And then he died. Alone.

I'll never have the good relationship I wanted. My father is dead. And I have no idea what he wanted.

I made it to the building eventually.

The smell of baked goods gave me an unpleasant feeling in my stomach.

Most of my class were in the common room. I walked past them.

"Y/n! Wait, try this." Mina swallows whatever she has in her mouth and catches up with me. "We are trying to figure out who makes the best flan. Sato or Yaomomo? I think I like the consistency of Yamomo's flan but Sato's sauce is to die for!"

I keep walking, "Not now. I'm going to my room."

The talk of food was making me queasy.

My father is dead and I want to throw up because I feel so utterly alone.

Mina grabs my wrist, "Y/n come one, just try it!"

I blinked and she was on the ground. My breathing shook as did my hands. I had pushed her.
The lights in the room flickered.

She looked up at me thoroughly perplexed.

"Oh my!" Momo and Jiro run to her aid.

Kirishima steps in between her and me. "Y/n wha—"

I teleport to my room before he could finish.

My body sits in bed. Then it slides to the ground and I lay on the floor. Forcing my nausea to go away.

My father is dead and everything is worse now.

Oh.

I stare at the forgotten liquor underneath my bed.

Bakugo POV

"She seemed really upset I shouldn't have been pushy," Racoon-eyes said. She was sitting on the couch with her posse.

I noticed that they finished another one of their idiotic competitions. However this time they failed to clean up immediately after.

"We should call Todoroki to check on her." One of them mentions.

"No, he's with his father at the hospital. Remember?" The guy with the monkey tail says. It's odd, he doesn't usually hang with them.
The trashy perv was welcomed into the conversation too.

I casually walk to the kitchen. Still listening. Telling myself that I don't care. There's nothing to eat in this fucking place. The fridge is still empty as it was 20 minutes ago. After they decided to make two flans.

I shut the door and get a cup of water.

"Should we get Bakugo to go?"

"Are you crazy? Bakugo and Y/n hate eachother."

"I'm not so sure. Bakugo seems to—"

"Shh!"

I walk back into the elevator.

Something was up with Y/n. These morons do nothing but talk about doing shit without actually doing anything.

If they are so worried about her then just go fucking talk to her.

Fuck.

I've been hesitant to be near her. She just messes with me. Her taunting is insufferable. She is...

Well, if I keep meeting her like this. Alone. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back. She complicates me.

I knocked on her door, not announcing it was me.
No answer.

I knock once more, louder.
Nothing.

I called her cell and still nothing but I could her phone ringing through the door.

Answer dammit.

I look around to see if anyone is near...Then, I twist the handle.

The moonlight was the only light source available.
Her balcony door was open, the curtains swayed elegantly from the wind, and in a flash, I saw her.
I step forward and my foot taps something on the floor.

Liquor.

What the hell?

I stare back at her. Is she...? The curtains move out of my way and I see her completely. She's sitting on the railing.

My chest stirs something in me. Made me freeze for a second.
My hand reaches out to her and I dare not speak. I was afraid to startle her.
Quietly yet swiftly I reach behind her and grab her body.

Y/n kicks herself off the railing, pushing me against the glass door and we both fall to the ground.

"What the fuck?" She exclaims. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Me?! What the hell were you thinking you psycho?!" I yell at her.

Y/n POV

Bakugo had scared the shit out of me.

We both sat on the ground of my balcony.

"I was just looking at the sky." I tell him. "Sorry, I scared you."
It would have been shitty if I was going to kill myself and he was to find me. I wouldn't want any of them to see me dead like that. How embarrassing.

"You didn't scare me..." He murmurs. Which is probably a half-truth.

"Let's go inside. It's cold as shit." I get up and offer my hand to help him up.

He lightly taps it away and stands up on his own.

I roll my eyes.

Bakugo goes into my room and stays standing against the wall.

I sit on my bed. Shit. My eyes switch from the liquor bottle back to Bakugo. I pick up telekinetically and shove it under my bed. "There wasn't much."

"Honestly, Y/n. Whatever it is this time, you could get in serious trouble if you're caught doing that shit." His voice was low but harsh.

"Are you going to tell?" I ask. Knowing that the answer is:

"No. Fucking—of course not." Bakugo rubs his eyes.

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me. I'm not doing you a favor. If I don't say anything, it doesn't mean it's a good thing."

"That was the last time. I swear. I just really needed it. I think I'm pretty justified." I lay down. My legs swing at the edge of the bed.

Bakugo doesn't say anything.

Suddenly I feel the weight of today and I remember.

My body shoots up and I flip my hair behind my shoulders. "Tell me something. Anything."

Bakugo cocks an eyebrow. "The rest of the class is worried about you. As usual. Honestly, their loyalty should be either impressive or...pitied."

I scoff, "I am loyal...To a degree. I care about them too. Maybe not as much as they think I do but I care."

Bakugo laughs softly. He crosses his arms and places an ankle on top of the other. His head is tilted to the side. He looks down at me.

I cross my legs, feeling the electricity once more. I swallow. "You care too. Even if it's a little. How could you not? They practically force it on you."

"Whatever. They are still below me. When it comes down to it, I still have to think for myself. Unlike you. You seem to have little consideration for others and yourself. It's twisted."

I look down at my lap. He speaks the truth. "I try."

Bakugo breathes loudly. Like he's thinking of something he finds unpleasant. "Your sidekick is gone. Are you...You good?"

Was I okay?

I feel my eyes water and quickly I wipe them away. "Fuck." I whisper.

Bakugo doesn't say anything. He just watches.

"I'll be fine. My dad he...He's dead. I don't think I can be selfish and call Todoroki because he's visiting his family because his dad almost died on TV." I let it out. And I don't feel the weight get any lighter.
I am not sobbing. There's just tears flowing down. And I'm glad he can barely see me.

Bakugo slowly leans away from the wall and steps forward. "Stand up."

"What?" I ask. "Why?"

"Just. Do it."

I do.

Bakugo grabbed my hands and gently forced them around his waist. I awkwardly stand like a statue.

Equally awkward, he pats my back in a boring rhythm.

"This is weird," I say. Laughing and sniffing the tears away.

"Is it working?"

I breathe him in. My body feels tingly and I hug him. My arms going up his back. My head rests near his shoulder. "Yeah."

Though I think I prefer it when he's meaner.

His heartbeat was loud. Is he nervous?
I never pictured Bakugo to be like...a normal boy. With teen feelings. I guess even he is cursed with anxiety near the opposite gender. Or whatever gender he's into.

Gosh...

I wanna fuck him.

I want to get away from myself. I want to feel good. I want to feel something.

Realizing these inebriated thoughts I make my upper body lean away. "You're not going soft on me are you?" I joke.

Bakugo snickers. "As if."

Once again, those damn eyes stare down at mine. Quickly I get lost in them. I want him to do something. Please. Please.

Bakugo's gaze is inching closer. Is it me moving or him?

I did not notice we kissed until I felt his lips withdrawing from mine. The absence of them was something I did not know I hated. I hated it.

My body shook but I leaned in again. Grabbing the back of his hair with one hand.

He held me tight. Like I might disappear. Like this moment was fleeting. I did too. I kissed him.

Bakugo POV

"Please.." Her mouth didn't move but I heard her in my head.

Don't...

I've been so adamant about keeping my distance but this girl...She's the object of all my desires.

Don't fucking beg.

Her eyes, her mouth, her touch...It was overpowering. I connected that gap between us. She left me no choice.

I'm shocked at my impulse to grab her. To touch her. Her lips are so silky the thought of her skin on my fingertips sent a wave of pleasure even if it was only our lips truly touching.

As soon as I regained composure, I stopped it. I wouldn't have...I shouldn't have...

I let go of everything I knew when she desperately, hungrily gripped my hair and connected our lips again. My brain is pathetic. I'm pathetic.

I held her. I felt like consuming her entirely. Make her feel how she makes me feel. Her entire being invites me in. In every room, I look for her. I long for her. I want her.

My tongue slithered into her mouth. She shocked me when she let out a guttural moan. My hands on her waist caressed her shirt up and down. They wanted to get in. Get a touch of her skin. The electrical current in my body shook all thoughts out of my brain. Wet kisses took over my hearing. The sound she made. The way her body kept pulling me in. Like she wanted to be a part of me.

She lifted my shirt and got a touch of my torso. "Fuck." She moaned in between sloppy kisses. I burned for that sound.

Her cold hands sent an unpleasant sensation to my stomach and it brought me back to my senses. I break all contact with her. "Stop."

She swayed in pure euphoria and regained her balance. "I'm sorry." She says with haste.

I shake my head. What the fuck. What the fuck did I do. "Why are you apologising Y/n?" I ask her. It fucking pissed me off how quickly she was to blame herself. Fuck, this was a bad idea. Realization hit me hard.

"Dammit." I storm out of her room.

She doesn't know how it's my fault. My doing. I've been so careless. I knew from the beginning all I needed was to stay away but I kept lying to myself. Finding excuses. Seeking her out. It's so hard to ignore her.

My body shook from the sudden deprivation. It betrayed me. Telling me that it missed her.