I walked down the hallway towards class, and wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings that much. Just tying to get to class.

My mind was busy thinking about what's been going on lately. Bakugo has started to finally open up more with his group of friends, and has slowly progressed to yelling less and being less aggressive lately.

I was glad that he's started opening up more, and being less afraid of his feelings.

His friends have thanked me a lot in the past couple of days. And have even gotten a little less frightened of me.

My thoughts were suddenly stopped by me bumping into somebody's back. I stumbled a bit and looked up to see a tall boy with his group of friends.

"Sorry." I said and went to walk around them.

"Why don't you watch where you're going next time?" He suggested and shoved me into the wall of lockers.

"Okay." I said and tried to keep moving.

"Wait a minute!" He said and shoved me back into the lockers. "You're that fear manipulating freak!"

"Oh my god, and she touched you." One of his friends commented. I just kept my head down and tried to keep moving.

"Hey I'm talking to you!" The boy I bumped into said as he grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him. But his fingers were so tight in my hair, that he was touching my scalp.

His eyes went wide as fear traveled all over his body. I looked him in the eyes, and saw what he was seeing.

He was scared of his alcoholic mother. She was abusive with him since he was a child. And his father was a heroin addict for his entire childhood, until he found his dad in the bathtub when he was five. His dad had overdosed.

But his fears focused around the actions of his parents more than his parents themselves. He was scared to turn out like they did.

"You're not exactly on the right road to not being like your mother." I told him. My words snapped him out of his visions and he punched me in the face.

I fell to the ground, and held my mouth. My lip had busted and was bleeding pretty bad.

"Hey asshat!" I heard from somewhere in the hallway. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"This villain freak touched me!" The boy yelled and I looked up to see Bakugo standing between me and the boy.

"Really?" Bakugo asked him and I felt a hand on my elbow. I looked and saw Kirishima and Mina next to me. "Cause it looked like you were the one doing the touching." They helped me off the ground and I leaned against the lockers.

"That scary freak doesn't belong in UA!" The boy yelled. "They're a disgrace to this school."

"Yet they managed to make it into the hero course, and your pathetic ass didn't." Bakugo said and the boy didn't have anything to say. "Get the fuck out of here."

The boy and his friends headed down the hallway, and licked my lip. Hoping I could get it to stop bleeding.

I felt another hand around my elbow as the bell rang, and I got dragged down the hallway.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Bakugo asked me as he threw me into the 1-A classroom. When I turned around and looked at him, his eyes looked like they were on fire. He was angry with me.

"What's going on?" Mr. Aizawa asked as he stood up from his desk.

"Apparently there's a lot wrong with me." I said and went to sit down at my seat. But Bakugo had other plans and made me turn around and face him.

"Why didn't you stop him?" Bakugo asked me. Kirishima and Kaminari was trying to get him to calm down, but Bakugo just shoved them off.

"Are you playing the 'I was asking for it' card?" I asked him calmly.

"No, I'm playing the 'you could have kicked his ass' card." Bakugo told me.

"I've told you that's not what I'm about." I told him, and turned away from him. He whipped me right back around again.

"You have the ability to get people like that jackass to leave you alone!" Bakugo yelled at me. "You could have made him lose his mind for treating you like that! You could do that to any of us!"

"But I don't want to!" I said raising my voice more. I was never one to get into a fight. I was never one to start or finish them either.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because I don't want to hurt any of you like that again!" I screamed at him.

"Again?" He asked me, and I tried to walk away. But I should have known better as he spun me around, yet again.

"Yes, Bakugo! Again!" I yelled. I was done. "The reason I don't want to touch any of you, isn't because it makes you scared. I don't want to touch you or use my hallucinogen on anyone because I know what all of you have gone through! And I don't want to put you through that AGAIN!"

"What?" Bakugo asked, this time he was quieter.

"All the pain! And all of the anxiety! I have felt it myself!" I said for the first time ever. "That is the downside of my quirk. Every time I look into someone's eyes, and see their fears. I feel everything! I feel every physical, mental, or emotion pain that they felt."

"Y/n." Bakugo said as he let me go, and stepped back a bit. Giving me space.

"I know how suffocated you were Katsuki!" I yelled at him and his face dropped. "I know what happened in your home!" I said and pointed at Todoroki. He flinched and his eyes went wide. "I know how neglected you feel!" I yelled and pointed at Momo. She jumped, she would never tell anyone she didn't feel love from her parents, because she's rich and her parents would throw money at her instead of love, and feels no one would understand just because she had it "easy". "And I know how scared all of the UA teachers are of me!"

"They're not scared of you, right Mr. Aizawa?" Sero asked and everyone turned to him. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't have an answer.

"All of the UA teachers have been through a lot since they graduated UA." I said after taking a breath. "And all of them are scared that I will make them run through the same traumatic shit they lay awake every night, already thinking about. Mr. Aizawa isn't as scared of me because he can cancel my quirk."

Mr. Aizawa looked down at his desk. He knew I was right.

"I mean hell they're so scared of me, they let me break dress code in order to protect everyone else!" I said and pulled at my sweatshirt.

I was the only one in the entire school except the teachers that didn't have to follow a dress code, in order to hide as much of my skin as possible.

"I have been through just about every traumatic scenerio you could think of." I said and held my head in my hands. "I know everything, I've felt everything! I have been through heartbreaks, and physical pain and torture TEN FOLD!" I screamed, and I felt my whole body shaking as I remembered.

"Y/n-." Bakugo said lightly and tried reaching for me. But I smacked his hand away from me, still careful not to touch him.

"That is why I don't judge villains." I sighed. "Because I'm just like them."

And without saying anything else I shoved my way passed him and out of the classroom. I didn't feel like working to be a hero today.