Finals: Part 1: Disagreement

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Finals week came up all too soon. After pretty much killing us with written exams, on Friday of that week we finally finished. 

"Finally! Just the practical!" Tetsutetsu says as we sit down with our normal group. Yaoyorozu and Iida have gotten extremely cuddly as of late, and she practically sitting in his lap. 

"I heard from a few of the second years that's it's just robots." Itsuka says, and I sigh

"Knowing our fucking luck, it's gonna be all Zero-pointers or some shit." I say, and Shiozaki merely sighs instead of berating me. 

"I agree!" Tokage , who, for some reason, has decided to join our little group, pipes up. 

"Hey, Midoriya, how many villain points did you get in the entrance exam?" Tetsutetsu asks, and I think about it. 

"I think....like, 40 or 50? I got a ton of rescue points too, so I had like, 80-90 points." I say, shrugging. 

"Jeez, dude. What place did you get?" Tetsutetsu asks

"I don't remember, like, 6th?" I shrug

"Anyway, are you guys confident about the written exams?" Kendo asks, and Iida nods. 

"Of course. I know me and Momo did good. We've always been in the top two or three on pretty much every test. Midoriya probably did good as well, considering he got 4th on the midterms." Iida says. 

"Me and Kendo are never gonna have problems! Shiozaki too! Tetsutetsu......" Setsuna trails off, looking at the silver-haired boy. 

"Hey! I got 10th on the last exam! That's not bad!" Tetsutetsu says, and Shiozaki grabs his hand. 

"Of course not. You're pretty smart, babe." Shiozaki says, and I chuckle. 

"Always one to hop to the defense, huh?" I ask, and Tokage glares at me

"Is that an insult I'm hearing?" She asks, and I smirk

"Merely an observation." I reply, holding up my hands in surrender. 

"Hmph." She says, and I hear something not far. 

"-ed to speak to the fucking nerd. DEKU!" Bakugo shouts, and I look around to the entrance. Bakugo spots me, and begins stomping over, followed by a very concerned looking Kirishima. 

"What do you want?" I ask, looking at him. He slams his palm down on the table to my tray, rattling it. 

"Why are you hanging out with these fucking losers?" Bakugo snarls, gesturing to the kids from 1-B. 

"I thought you didn't care, to be honest." I shrug

"I fucking care when it's fucking extras." Bakugo snarls, and I feel a spike of rage run through my system. 

"Yeah, well, maybe you need to learn to deal with it." I snarl, setting down my chopsticks to prevent myself from stabbing him in the eye. 

"You need to fucking leave them alone. Break up with your orange-haired bi-" Bakugo says, and I officially flip my shit. Shooting to my feet, grab his collar, charge OFA to 10%, and throw him through a window. I leap after him, anger roaring inside me. 

"Oh, so now you fight back?" Bakugo asks, chuckling, despite the cuts on his face. 

I don't respond, simply explode forward again. Bakugo launches an explosion, but I slide on the dirt, the blast roaring over. I slide-tackle Bakugo, and we begin to wrestle. We exchange punches, kicks, with Bakugo launching explosions, me landing powerful blows. Eventually, we both scramble to our feet

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