MHA angst: Kicked out · Y/n story by @AJtheanimegamer

The common room of the dorms had never felt this small. Every single pair of eyes in Class 1-A was locked on you, some wide with confusion, others narrowed with accusation. The air was thick, suffocating, like the moment before a storm breaks.

Aizawa Shouta

I'VE HAD ENOUGH! GET OUT OF THIS DORMITORY NOW!

His voice cracked through the room like a whip. Aizawa stood by the entrance, his capture weapon coiled around his neck, his hair a mess, his eyes—those bloodshot, exhausted eyes—burning with a fury you'd never seen directed at you before.

Bakugo Katsuki

Tch. Finally. Loser had it coming.

Uraraka Ochaco

Bakugo, shut up! Sensei, wait—there's gotta be some kind of mistake—

Aizawa Shouta

There's no mistake. He turns to you, jaw tight. I saw the security footage. I saw what you did to Kirishima. Denial won't work on me.

Kirishima Eijiro

rubs his jaw, avoiding your gaze Man... I thought we were cool, Y/n. I really did.

Midoriya Izuku

voice trembling But... that doesn't make sense. Y/n wouldn't just—there's no motive, no reason—

Aizawa Shouta

I don't care about reasons. I care about consequences. Kirishima's quirk is compromised because of what you did. You're out. Tonight. I don't want to see your face in this dormitory until I say otherwise.

The silence that followed was deafening. Even the hum of the heating vents seemed to stop. And then, slowly, you felt something snap inside you—not out loud, not visibly, but somewhere deep in your chest. The kind of snap that happens right before a decision.