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Monoma was having a bad day. He woke up tired and with a headache. And because of this headache, he was feeling nauseous so, he didn't eat lunch... Yay. running around exercising on empty stomach was not fun. And don't even get him started on, the joint training accident
with 1-A!
Bakugou! The brute, wanted to see if he could get away with, attempted murder! They were training in a mock city. Two teams would go against each other, a 'Hero team' and a 'Villain team'. Neito was placed on the 'Villain team'... He prayed that the assigning of teams was randomly selected and not some underhanded message. BUT that was probably just him being paranoid.
(No it wasn't.) Shut up.
Anyway, they were basically playing capture the flag. (With a mannequin) The goal for the 'hero team' (the team Bakugou was on) was to protect their mannequin. Thus the goal for Monoma's team was retrieve the mannequin. Each team was given 20 minutes to come up with a plan.
20 minutes had gone, and they started the exercise.
The plan was that his teammates (Komori, Shiozaki, and Fukidashi) would cause chaos at the front of the hero base. Mean while Neito would sneak around back and Tsuburaba waited on the roof just in case
Monoma needed back up.
Neito was heading to the back entrance, through a narrow alley. Half way there, he heard a loud BANG! An explosion? Screaming... And rushing water? Suddenly. water started flooding the small alley. Tsuburaba yelled from the roof "Neito-- Run!" Monoma of course, ran. Long-story-short, Bakugou
Tried to, quote unquote 'wash away the extras like the red sea' by blowing up a water tower. A freaking WATER TOWER!!! Ending the training early, and in a tie. Monoma's teammates had some scrapes and bruises, but Monoma himself took the most of the damage. When he got washed away, he hit his head (Making his headache 10 times worse)
He also had a broken wrist, and a huge bruise along the left side torso. (Oh and recovery girl couldn't heal any of it. Because he was so dang tired!) What was Bakugou's 'punishment' you ask? Was detention for a week and he'll be taking classes on structural stability.
So yeah, if anyone asks; Katsuki Bakugou CAN get away with attempted murder.
Class-B makes their way to the dorms. All of them tired, ready to kick back and relax. Neito however, is completely exhausted ready for the day to end. He stumbles his way to the stairs. But before he can start climbing Tokage catches his attention. "Hey! you gonna be okay up there by yourself?" Neito nods. "I'll be alright. I'm really just going too sleep." he admits. "1000%?" Tokage questions. "That's not a thing. And yes." He response. She pauses, then nods "call if you need something." Monoma begins to walk up the stairs "I will." He replies. Pausing when he hears Kendo, shouting from the common room. "Feel better!" "No promises." Monoma shouts back. Waving at his classmates, before immediately regretting using that hand.(The left one.) Making his way up the stairs and to his room.
Neito, unceremoniously flops onto his bed and let's out a deep sigh. He lays there for a few minutes. Today was terrible. He thinks to himself, surely it can't get worse. Turning his head to the side, looking at his desk, where a framed picture lies. Him and his big sister. 6 and 8 probably. It's an old photograph, from before he transitioned. Why did he even keep it? Honestly, he should throw the thing away.
Moving across the room in a flash, snatching the picture. Monoma's hand hover over the trash, about to drop the picture in.
(NO!)
A small, but adamant voice yells.
It's all you have left of her.
And Monoma hates that, hates that he can't bring himself to throw this stupid picture away. Hates how gently he places it back down. But the thing Neito HATES the most... Is that, he doesn't hate her. Hates that she left? Of course, but her?
Monoma slups back onto his bed, he feels his eyes burn. Shutting his eyes quickly to prevent any tears from falling. In the silence of his room, he whispers so quiet, he can barely hear himself.
"Why Sister?"