Reina POV

 We hear a bang on the door causing all three of us to look at it.. Bakugo.

"Hey what the hell are you doing here?! This is my space to- oh crap this is waiting room number 2?" Bakugo yells making me flinch.

"Ay, stop being an ass to your mate." I hear Daiki's voice.

"My mate? A slut like her?" I feel my heart hurt and I look down.

"Oy! You don't even know her!" I hear Daiki yell.

"Oh I'm sure you fucking do!" I grip on to Daiki's shirt as I pull away from Seijuro.

"Stop." I mumble.

"He's not gonna get away with insulting you!" Daiki yells.

"Just let him say whatever he wants to me.. it's not like I haven't been called worse and it's not like he's lying.." I say letting a sob leave my lips.

"Of course he is! He doesn't-" I place my hand on his lips.

"Just stop.. please." I mumble placing my head on his chest.

"Reina." I hear Seijuro say and I slowly turn to look at him.

"Yes?" I ask.

"This is one of your mates right, Katsuki Bakugo. His personality is much like Daiki's while Todoroki Shoto's is similar to mine. Maybe that's why we clicked the moment we met, maybe this was why." He says getting closer to me making me swallow.

"Destiny has funny ways of uniting people." He continues taking my chin between his fingers.

"You're one to talk about destiny." I say making him chuckle.

"She's right, for someone who chooses his own you're talking shit now." Daiki says smirking.

"I only get to see what I choose, I never knew an amazing spit fire girl like her would come to our lives." Seijuro answers before connecting his lips to Daiki's making me chuckle specially when I saw Bakugo's face.

"Ok you two it's time for you to go.. I need my prep time." I say causing the two to pull apart.

"Just remember your training and you'll do alright." Seijuro says.

"Yeah beat his ass or I'll beat yours." Daiki says making me smile and look down.

"Not if I beat you first." I say.

"The student won't surpass the fucking master." He says kissing my head before walking to Seijuro wrapping his hand around his neck pulling him closer.

"They're-" Bakugo started.

"They're mates." I say looking at him before creating gloves putting them on gripping my fists.

"I-" I walk past him.

"You know I always imagined my mates being like those two but even though your personalities are similar you're still a long way from being like them. Their power, their intelligence, their experience.. all I ever fucking wanted was to be loved for who I am and not because of how I look." I say and before I can walk away his hand grips my arm.

"If you wanted that then why the hell did you become a model?! Why expose to the world the way you do?!" He yells causing me to turn around and glare at him.

"You think I wanted that? You think I wanted to be treated like a money making doll? Do you think I like having guys look at me as if I was a piece of meat? Do you think I like being bullied on social media by girls I don't even know and guys objectifying me? Putting labels on me? Pressuring me? How many times my parents didn't let me starve the moment they saw a bit of fat on my body. You know nothing about me Bakugo! So don't go fucking talking like you do!" I yell at him with tears in my eyes.

"You have no idea what I've been through to be standing here." I say whipping my tears just as they called for us and I walk to the stage. Soon we're face to face standing on the arena.

"Yes it all comes down to this folks! From the hero course Reina Misaki! Vs. her classmate Bakugo! Now begin!" I see Bakugo fly my way and I start dodging his attacks as if they were on slow motion.

Flashback

"Now remember even if your opponent is fast as long as you're concentrated you will be able to dodge their attacks specially if you can dodge mine. You're flexible and can do things not everyone can do, specially guys. So as long as you don't let your guard down you will have the upper hand in a hand to hand combat."

Flashback End

Daiki's words ring in my head and as I move Bakugo's hand away from my face I allow a string to take hold of his hand before I kick his side. 

"Wow look at that! Seems our doll knows how to fight!" I clench my jaw.. why does he keep calling me things like that? I made it this far didn't I?

Flashback

"You're our perfect little doll." My mother says petting my hair behind a small cell they had.

"Don't you dare forget that. Your only existence is to make money for us." My father says.

"That's the only thing keeping us from letting you die or hitting you. You're nothing but a tool."

Flashback End

They're wrong.. I dodge just to be kicked in the stomach but am protected by my strings.

Flashback 

"So you think you're better than us because you're prettier?" A girl says before a hit is delivered to my stomach.

"I'll make sure you never forget this." 

Flashback End

I shutter at the thought of what would've happened if my quirk hadn't developed that day. I jump over Bakugo landing on my feet behind him. I could dodge him all day but how to defeat him?

"Stand still!" He yells making me tsk.

"Look at her go! With a body like that no wonder she's so athletic!" I clench my teeth again before stopping just behind Bakugo again gripping his shirt and hugging him from behind, I feel him freeze at this and I hear the crowd gasp.

"I can't do this." I mumble letting some tears fall before pulling away and running off the stage.

Doll.

You're just a spoiled little princess.

Now stand still and stop squirming!

You deserve this, you're nothing but a slut who deserves punishment!

How could I not when you have a body like that?

I feel myself cry and sob, why? Why now? Why can't I be normal? Why does everyone in my life only sees me for this fucking body?!

"It seems your heat is still affecting you." I look up to see Seijuro and I leap into his arms hugging him tight.

"I'm sorry we couldn't take it away completely, we're not your mates." He says causing me to hug him tighter.

"I just want to cry.. please just let me cry." I say to his chest gripping his shirt burying my head into his chest feeling how his hand hugs me tight and the other is placed on my head allowing me to cry.