Izuku POV

"I will have to go with dare." Uraraka looked like she had been weighing her options heavily.

"I dare you to tell us who your least favorite class member is and why." Everyone held their breaths and waited for her response. Would she tell the truth or lie?

A nervous look came over her face. "I don't dislike anyone in the class. What do you mean? Everyone is amazing and you all are going to be amazing heroes."

SLAM!

We all looked towards Iida who had just slammed his hands onto the center table.

"Do not lie to our fellow classmates Uraraka! I cannot keep going along with your lies and your hidden intentions! They clearly know about what you said and are trying to get you to admit it! Go ahead and tell them my dirty secret, because I am done being used and threatened like my life doesn't matter! I want to be a hero, and real heroes don't backstab their friends!" Iida's voice resounded throughout the room.

His words caused me to rethink my dislike of him. Iida never actually said anything when Uraraka was being a total bitch about me. He was just silently sitting there. From what it sounds like, he was even being blackmailed by her. I can't imagine what he would be so embarrassed about though.

A scowl came upon Uraraka's face, and she got up and pointed at me. "Fine I admit it! I absolutely loathe Deku and I always have! He's a freak who doesn't deserve to be attending this school! His notes on quirks are creepy and there isn't a doubt in my mind that they are actually very perverted notes! Who cares about the fact that I haven't actually seen them! I know a fucking creepy pervert when I see one! His mother should have thrown him out way earlier than she did! Deku will end up becoming a no-good villain! He is a disappointment to society and-. "Her words were cut off as Denki slapped her so hard that Uraraka ended up falling to the floor.

I sat on the couch in silence as tears came rolling out of my eyes. Hearing how she felt once was bad but hearing it with so much more malice hurt even more. I don't know what I did wrong. From the start, I have been nothing but a supportive friend who has done nothing but encourage my friends to follow their dreams. The quirk notes were just because I found the topic interesting and wanted to use them in reference to help my friends improve.

Kacchan pulled me to his side and pet my head. He whispered comforting words to me as we watched Kami and Uraraka.

"I can handle you not liking someone but bullying them and spreading lies isn't okay! Izuku hasn't done anything to warrant this kind of behavior from one of his supposed 'friends'! If anyone deserves to be kicked out of UA, it's you! You are a huge bitch and don't know when to quit! His notes aren't creepy or perverted either! They're amazing and inspirational. Those notes have helped over half of this class improve with their quirks! He has pure dedication when it comes to learning what he can about heroes and the different aspects of their quirks! If I didn't already know his quirk, I would almost say that there's a chance his quirk was analysis. The data he is able to store in his brain regardless of his notebooks and the quick thinking he has in battle are amazing! They are on an almost godly level! If anyone is a pervert, it would be Mineta and even he has done some growing up over the past year!

Don't you dare say he deserved what his mother gave him either! I don't know what happened to her mentally, but I don't think she realizes how amazing her son turned out! Now he has an amazing adoptive family who love and cherish him, and I am not letting you take that away from him! Lastly, the only villain to be is you Urabitch! A true hero wouldn't do what you have done to both Izuku and Iida! I have never regretted meeting someone before in my life, but I certainly regret meeting you!" By the end of his speech, Kami was seething and glaring coldly at Uraraka. There was an anger I had never seen before, in his eyes. His words made me feel loved and like I could be someone truly amazing. The pain I felt was still strong, but his words eased it slightly.

Kacchan smiled down at me and patted my head again. "There are so many people who care about you Nerd. Don't let that bitch tell you who you are." He whispered so he didn't interrupt the confrontation in the middle of the common room.

Uraraka looked shaken up and angry. Kami's words must have really gotten to her.

"At least I'm not a fag."

Another slap met Uraraka's face at her words.

"Did I say you could be a homophobic piece of garbage? No, I don't think I did. Or are you too fucking stupid to understand someone reprimanding at you!"

I decided enough was enough and finally got up. "Denki, that's enough. If we hurt her more than we already have, then we're no better than she is. Let's just go upstairs. I'm tired of being around such negative energy." I grabbed the back of his shirt, and he turned around to hug me.

"I won't let her hurt you again Izu. You deserve the moon but won't ask for it."

A smile came to my face at his words. "I have you and that's all I need."

Kami pulled away just enough to be able to talk to our classmates minus Uraraka.

"You guys are more than welcome to come to our dorm when everything is cleaned up here. I think we're just going to head back there now.

I sighed deeply as we walked into the dorm and looked at the time. It read seven fifty-five. We were barely down there for an hour before shit happened. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

"Don't worry Izu. I'll never abandon you even when it gets to be really tough. You inspire me in a way no one ever has and I'm glad I get the chance to call you my best friend. I know it's only been a few days since we've really gotten to know each other, but it really has changed my life. I hope I'm not coming on too strong, but I hope you are my soulmate."

Katsuki POV:

I groan as I fall onto the couch Kirishima, and I had in our dorm. Today has been too fucking crazy for my liking. The Nerd doesn't deserve the shit he has been getting and I hope Urabitch knows what's good for her. Otherwise, I might not become a hero because of murder.

"Man, it was so uncool of Uraraka to be a bitch towards Midobro. The kid is a literal symbol of peace for us." Kiri fell onto the couch next to be and I casually cuddled up to him.

"The dumb bitch doesn't know what's good for her. It's like she's a fucking villain instead of a hero." My words cause me to pause for a moment.

'She's like a villain... Maybe there's more to this bitch's story than what we are seeing now.'

"FUCK!" Kiri jumped at my outburst.

"What is it?"

"I think Ochaco Uraraka is a fucking villain and I just figured out how she got away with it. I don't think we're safe and the real UA traitor might just be here to get intel on the fucking villain that is hiding in our own ranks."

So, a lot happened in this chapter and shit is going down. The plot is thickening and I am almost too excited to type more. It's taking everything in me not to post another chapter after this one until Monday.

Please leave a comment below and let me know what you think is going to happen next! I love seeing how you readers react!

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