'I need to leave!' You thought as your tears dried and you stiffened up. Trying not to make any noise. You heard no more noise after that, no more stabbing. You just wanted a peek—bad, bad idea.

He stared right at you, he was covered in blood. The worse part, he had shot her up so badly she looks like nothing but a used body, an object. No hesitation.

But he didn't notice it was you, apparently. He sent a roaring explosion in your direction. Ducking wasn't enough, the building finally gave out and broke, it fell and you fell back too.

Except now your identity was revealed, and now you were being approached by him. "Frosty? What are you doing out here?" You saw his face, even in the darkness, his face still splattered with red blood.

You opened your dry mouth, but no words fell out, you felt as though your voice was taken. And couldn't make any noise, you were silenced again.

"Hm? You're not going to answer me?"

"Frosty?"

You fainted right onto the concrete, which is the worse thing that could've happened.

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"Why do you do this to yourself Frosty?"
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"I take care of you more than them, why do you hate me?"

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"Hey, Frosty, wake up."

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"Hey! Frost!"

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No, don't kill me...

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"Frost! No one can hurt you! Wake up!"

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Please no...no...

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"FROST!!"
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"No!" Your eyes snapped open, panting, sweaty and tears streaming down every corner of your face. Wide-eyed and stared into Bakugos crimson eyes. He looked at you with his normal expression and concern.

Around you, you were still in the dark, common room, cover over you. You didn't have your jacket or shoes on. Now you noticed you held his hand and immediately took it away.

"It's just a nightmare, are you okay?" You shook your head and averted your eyes, wiping extra tears.

"B-but I-I s-s-saw—d-didn't y-you g-go out—"

Glass shattering. He gave you a glass-shattering kiss, just to shut you up. It was softer than you imagined, full of urge. And when he pulled away, there was little distance between him and your shocked face. "Shut up," he said. "I told you it was just a nightmare, I could hear you down the hall."

He moved further away, you sat up and grabbed your phone. "D-don't d-do th-that..." you mumbled and received a smirk. He said something but you weren't listening. He hated when you didn't listen to him. It made him spiral into a world you wouldn't understand.

He took note of how shaky you still were. Guess the only thing he doesn't hate is when you two hold hands. But this time you slowly took your hand away to retreat with your other hand as you texted someone.

He got up and started to walk away. "Night frost." You met him halfway and tapped him on the shoulder. You brought his face down with both your hands and said something to him. To an outsider, it looks almost as if you're kissing him.

He pulled away, you smiled, Izuku frowned. By the time you noticed...it was too late. He ran away.

You tried to go after him but— "Let him...cool off first." And we all know that wasn't why he didn't want her to go after him.