Katsuki isn't sure why the first thing she thought of doing to calm Izukkun was pressing her forehead to his, but she's glad she did it, because it worked. At least it did, until Azami and Chika walked over. She felt her eye twitch in annoyance as she turned to them. No, she was not about to let them say whatever it was they were about to say, no matter how much she looked up to them or how popular they were.
"Yes, you are." She snapped without thinking, only realizing she'd said it aloud when she heard Izukkun make a surprised noise. "Why are you still fucking here!? Leave us alone!"
"What, you want time with your little crippled boyfriend?" Azami-chan laughed, flipping her hair again, her bright green eyes glossing over them both quickly, more insults in her eyes.
"He's not," Katsuki started, stepping forward and letting her hands spark dangerously as she stepped towards Azami-chan, "my fucking boyfriend!" Her voice was shrill for some reason she didn't know.
"Uh huh, sure he's not~" Azami-chan laughed again and Chika-chan pushed up her glasses, her blue eyes staring at them calculatingly. Katsuki struggled to keep herself from lunging at Azami-chan, who took her lack of a response as a win and walked away, shouting: "Well, you two cripples can at least have each other!"
"What are-" Izukkun started from behind the raging Katsuki, genuinely confused.
"She means that if she's hanging out with you, she clearly must be mentally ill." Chika-chan said robotically, narrowing her eyes. "Staying friends with you has been a huge hit to her popularity levels."
"So what? I don't-"
"It's quite obvious to me that you have an obsession with greatness, Katsuki-san." Chika-chan kept talking. "You saying 'I don't care' does not mean that you don't care."
"What the hell do you know about what I fucking care about!?" Katsuki threw up her hands.
"I feel like you've forgotten my Quirk, Katsuki-san. Please allow me to refresh your mind- my Quirk allows me to remember things. I remember everything."
"What? Like how I'm better than you?" Katsuki said, folding her hands to keep them from doing something she'd regret to the silver-haired girl in front of her.
"No, like how you think you're better than us." Chika-san then whipped around and left the two of them on the park bench.
Katsuki stood still for a long while before finally gathering her bearings and dropping into a crouch, screaming into her palms. "I'm gonna-"
"Kacchan, stop." Izukkun's voice was soft and pleading and Katsuki's arms dropped to her side.
"What? I need to-!"
"K-kacchan, you don't need to do an-anything."
"Yes, I do, I need to-"
"You should calm down." Izukkun said sternly, for once not stuttering.
"You can't tell me what to do!"
"N-no, I c-can't! B-but I can tell you that if you really want to be better than them, th-then you should c-calm down."
"What do you fucking mean?"
"I-If you d-don't go after them or yell at them, then you'll be better, I think. Th-that's what Mom always says."
"Hmph." She grunted and then stood, plopping herself down on the bench with her head in her hands.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
"I hate when you're right."
I'm still alive~