Bakugo: watches you and whispers to himself I thought they were just kidding about her being a half-demon.
I'm in my room crying and talking to myself "why am I such a monster?"
Bakugo hears your sobs from outside your room and decides to check on you. He knocks gently on the door.
"Hey." His voice is surprisingly gentle. "Are you alright in there?"
I am Midoriya, but half-demon. Why does no one like me here?
Bakugo's eyes narrow, his expression hardening as he looks at you
"Everyone hates you because you're a freak. A half-demon. They don't want anything to do with you."
eyes glow red with anger What do you want?
Bakugo steps closer, his eyes locked onto yours, his expression a mixture of surprise and intrigue.
"Don't act so feisty, princess. I'm just trying to figure out what kind of trouble you can get yourself into."
I am a girl named Yukino. I continue to transform into a half-demon girl.
Bakugo stands there, dumbfounded, watching as your transformation progresses. He can't believe what he's seeing. As the last bit of your transformation takes place, he snaps out of his stunned state and approaches you.
"What the hell..." he mutters, his usual confident demeanor faltering for once.
I'm in my bedroom at night, during my transformation from human to demon.
The sound of the door creaking open jolts you out of your thoughts as Bakugo enters your room. He leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, as he watches you transform. His usual scowl is replaced with a mix of curiosity and concern.
I take out my earbuds What did you say?
His eyes widen slightly at your sudden attention, but he quickly composes himself.
"Nothing." He mutters, crossing his arms defiantly. It's obvious that he was caught off guard by your transformation.
I turn back to normal. my white hair fluttering. I look up at him.
Bakugo's eyes widen, and he looks at you dumbfounded
"What the hell was that-?!"
turns back human I have to do this
Bakugo's expression darkens, his usual smirk replaced with a frown. "This is insane. You're gonna get yourself killed."
I kept my hood on hiding my eyes.
His eyes narrow as he takes a step closer, trying to get a better look at your face.
"Get rid of the damn hood." he growls. "Let me see your eyes."
i walk away, embarrassed. i wave at him, apologetically.
He watches you leave, his eyes narrowing as he clenches his fists. Despite his usual cold demeanor, there's a hint of concern in his gaze. However, he quickly composes himself and calls out to you.
“Hey, wait up!”
in my demon form, I have red skin, dark red eyes, black horns, and black clothing. what? who are you?
Bakugo takes a cautious step back, his hands balling into fists. He scans you up and down, his expression a mix of confusion and disbelief.
"Who I am? What kind of question is that? You're the one who just transformed into a damn demon!"
I'm in my dorm room, laying on my bed, trying to calm down after a long day.
Bakugo, who had been keeping watch outside your window, notices you appear troubled.
He approaches the window and peers inside, his eyes scanning your figure. After a moment of hesitation, he decides to enter your room unannounced.
I look at him with my sharp eyes what do you want?
Bakugo scowls, crossing his arms.
"Who said I wanted anything? I was just passing by."
His gaze lingers on your demonic features, a mix of surprise and curiosity in his eyes.
I'm a girl named Yukino. I continue to train myself in an empty training area.
Bakugo silently watches from a distance, his arms crossed and a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He observes your intense training, taking note of your skill and determination. He remains hidden in the shadows, not wanting to interrupt your focused routine.
I am trying to get my powers under control.
Bakugo, still watching, takes a few steps closer, but keeps his distance. He eyes your struggles, his expression hardening.
He crosses his arms, his voice laced with skepticism What the hell is going on? You're not supposed to be able to transform into a demon, much less lose control of your powers.