I'm just going to post this right here: this is a suicide story. It does not have a happy end. This story will go about the stages of grief and a lot of internal struggles as the loss is trying to be accepted. Don't expect him to come back alive. He won't. If you can't handle these topics, please don't read this. That's all.

Bakugou is sitting in his chair, his feet up on the desk, as the teacher is talking about the upcoming entrance exams for high schools.

He isn't listening. He already knows to which high school he's going and is confident he'll get in. If he doesn't get into UA High School, he refuses to go to any school less worthy of his presence.

'The applicants for UA High School are Bakugou Katsuki,' the teacher speaks up.

The entire class cheers as they tell him how he's sure to get in. He clicks his tongue. He already knows.

'And Midoriya Izuku.'

The chair crashes down as Bakugou stands up and stares at the nerd in disdain.

'Bakugou, calm down,' the teacher says.

He slowly sinks back in his seat and crosses his arms, not removing his gaze from the Deku that has lowered his head in shame.

The end of term bell rings and everyone gathers their things as they make their way home. When the classroom is nearly empty, only Deku and two of his idiot friends are left behind.

'Oi, Deku!' Bakugou steps up.

'K-Kacchan!' Midoriya stammers as he backs away.

'What the fuck do you think you're doing, you useless nerd!?' Bakugou screams at him as Midoriya tumbles to the ground and backs himself against the back of the classroom, giving him no way to escape.

Midoriya flails his arms around as his face becomes red. 'I just w-wanted to try to b-become a h-hero,' the green haired boy stutters as Bakugou looms over him, his friends eerily staring from behind him.

'Don't you know that a Quirkless Deku like you can't ever become a hero?' Bakugou sneers.

Midoriya looks away, looking defeated.

'What's this?' Bakugou says as he reaches for the notebook lying on the floor. The title reads "For future hero analysis no. 13". Bakugou clicks his tongue again.

'You won't be needing this,' he says, holding the book in one hand as he sets of his Quirk, making it burst into flames as he tosses it over his shoulder out the window as Midoriya shrieks and looks at it as it plummets into the school pond.

'Just give up,' Bakugou growls. 'A Quirkless Deku can't become a hero.'

Bakugou turns around and leaves.

'Hey, Bakugou, want to go to the arcade or something?' Chisaki, one of his friends, asks him.

Bakugou puts his hands in his pockets.

'I don't care,' he replies.

'Alright, let's go then!' his friend replies and leads them towards the city.

'I'm going home,' Bakugou says.

'Aww, man, it's way too early,' Kuri replies.

'I'm out of money,' Bakugou responds as he slings his bag over his shoulder and makes his way outside, not caring to wait for his friends to get themselves ready. He winds through the streets, making his way home as he hears his friends catching up to him.

'You could've at least waited for us,' Chisaki whines.

'Do I look like I care about either of you stupid idiots?' Bakugou growls in response.

Kuri chuckles. 'We know you do.'

Bakugou rolls his eyes. He couldn't care less about either of them. All of his friends were just extra's, waiting to be replaced by people that would really matter. Bakugou doubted any people would ever come his way that were actually worth his time.

There's only one person he wasted his time on and would continue to waste. Even though he annoyed the crap out of him at times, constantly talking about heroes and whatnot, Bakugou held the nerd dear.

'Bakugou, watch out!' Chisaki shouts as he turns around, a shadow looming over him.

A green sludge, grinning as wide as he could. 'This one will do,' the voice from the distorted mouth emanates, as he crashes down on him.

Bakugou feels suffocated and constricted. The weight of the villain's body is too much for him.

He reaches out his hands as he sets off explosions left and right, but the villain only seems to budge temporarily as its gooey form tries to make its way into Bakugou's mouth and the rest of his body.

He hears his friends yelling as he can see Pro Heroes making their way towards him, but none seem to act at all.

Bakugou claws at his face as he tries to breathe. He feels like he's drowning and suffocating at the same time.

He sets off another explosion near his mouth that makes the sludge pull back a little, giving him the chance to suck in a breath.

Several Pro Heroes are standing around, staring at him. Half the alley is on fire, caused by Bakugou's desperate attempts to get free, and several groups of civilians are staring at him as he's struggling to breathe.

He gets his airways free once more and coughs as he takes in another breath, only to be engulfed by the slick body of the villain once again.

Bakugou feels disgusting, and disgusted, as he looks at the heroes who try to keep the people at bay, but aren't moving towards him. He's fighting with all his power to get free, but the villains weird body structure is making it impossible for him to do anything that actually causes damage.

Tears are starting to form in his eyes as he's starting to get oxygen deprived, unable to ward off the villain's slimy body as it makes its way down his throat.

Out of the corner of his eye he can see the crowd and in the middle of it he sees a familiar face.

Bakugou hates himself. He never wanted to show vulnerability like this to him. He had always asserted dominance over Midoriya ever since they were little, and Bakugou had a good reason for that.

He can see the green haired boy grab his own shirt tightly, probably despising himself for not being able to help the blonde teen in need at all.

Bakugou looks at him, at the heroes who are not acting. As he becomes dizzier and dizzier his entire world starts fading, until he sees the familiar head full of green hair sprint forward.

Bakugou wants to scream at the idiot. He wants him to stay back. He's only going to get himself hurt. He doesn't have a Quirk. He can't defend himself!

Midoriya slings his backpack off his shoulder and tosses it at the villain in one quick motion. The bag hits the villain in the face, getting him distracted and retracting his body as Bakugou gets room to breathe.

Bakugou coughs and gasps as the oxygen comes flooding back in. When he looks to the side he can see the small teen clawing at the villain, tears in his eyes as well.

'What the hell are you doing, you useless Deku!?' Bakugou screams at him. 'Get away!'

Tears are streaming down Midoriya's face. 'I don't know why, but when I saw you like that, my legs just started moving. I couldn't stop. You looked like.. you wanted to be saved.. Kacchan!'

The slime is starting to envelop the green haired teen as well as Bakugou just wants to curse at him, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, a hero comes charging forward.

'Texas… smash!' a loud voice boomed as the air around him gets pushed back with such force Bakugou feels like he's going to be swept away as a strong hand takes a hold of his wrist to keep him in place. The sludge villain scatters into pieces across the alley as Bakugou is freed.

When the wind dies down Bakugou falls down on his hands and knees, panting as he's trying to catch his breath. He looks up to see the broad stature of the hero he has always admired. All Might.

'Are you okay?' the hero asks Bakugou as he extends his hand.

Bakugou slaps it away as he gets to his feet. Bakugou takes a deep breath. 'I'm fine,' he answers.

His gaze moves towards the green haired teen who is visibly shaken by the situation. He's being led away by heroes as Bakugou is put down on the curb as well, as they praise him.

He rolls his eyes. He doesn't deserve praise for fighting back against such a pitiful villain. Anyone would've done the same. He was just lucky he had his Quirk. Any other person would've died.

On the other side of the street Midoriya is sitting down, his head hanging low, as the heroes are reprimanding him for jumping in on such a dangerous situation. Bakugou has the urge to join them and tell the nerd off.

He could've easily managed on his own. Nobody ever needs to rescue him!

'Do we need to call your parents?' Kamui Woods asks him.

Bakugou gets to his feet as he sees the green haired boy leave.

'I'm fine,' he says as he brushes past them and out onto the street. He quickly catches up to Midoriya.

'Oi!' he screams as he grabs Midoriya's shoulder to twist him around and pin him against the wall, grabbing a fistful of his shirt. 'What the fuck were you doing there?' Bakugou gnarls.

Midoriya looks away. 'I didn't mean to do that… it just happened…,' he whimpers.

'Don't ever do such a stupid thing again!'

'Yes,' Midoriya replies, sinking even lower against the wall.

'I've told you so many times haven't I? You're not cut out to be a hero. Stop trying to be one!'

'I understand, Kacchan,' the boy replies obediently. Bakugou lets go of his shirt and turns around, his bag slung over his shoulder again, as he makes his way home.

Bakugou is in his room as he hears the phone ringing.

His mom goes to answer it, but he can't hear what she's saying.

After a little while he hears her coming up the stairs. The door to his room opens and he turns around to look at her, annoyed that she's disturbing him.

'Katsuki,' she says, her voice soft.

He instantly notices the look on her face. A mixture of pain, worry, and grief. She's on the brim of tears. It scares him.

'Mrs. Midoriya just called.'

A surge of panic washes through his body.

'I'm sorry Katsuki. Izuku… he…' she continues, visibly struggling with her words.

He doesn't want to hear it. He can feel his heart pounding. For some reason, he knows what she's going to say. His entire world crumbles away as she finds the courage to finish her sentence.

'He's gone.'