Bakugou and Midoriya were on even rockier terms than before. Ever since Yuuma left without a word, no one's been able to be the middle man between them. So for the most part, they just leave each other alone. There's the occasional argument, a few scuffles here and there, but mostly they leave each other be.
The teacher came in, looking to be talking to someone just outside the door. He went up to the podium at the front of the class, getting everyone's attention.
"Class," The teacher began, "We'll be getting a special new student today. I want you all to be nice, he's a few years younger than all of you. Come on in, Kageyama."
When they heard that name both of them perked up. It couldn't be the same Kageyama, right? But their doubts vanished when a small kid with a bowl cut and dull, round eyes came into the room. He was barely 4'2, baby fat still clinging to his cheeks. He walked into the classroom and everyone could see the nervous shaking and the subtle sweat on his brow. Soon enough, he'd made his way to the podium.
"U-um... Hi." His voice was soft. "I-I'm Kageyama Yuuma, I'm an accelerated transfer student. Um... I'm 11 years old, and um... It's nice to meet you all. P-please take care of me." He bowed, breathing out a sigh of relief that he didn't completely butcher his introduction.
Meanwhile, the class except for two individuals had one collective thought:
"HE'S ADORABLE!" All of the girls were gushing about how cute this child was. And boys were jealous that the girls were cooing at his obvious innocence. They noticed that he didn't smile very much, but oddly enough that just added to his cute factor. If he did smile, they thought they'd be collectively blinded by how bright it'd be.
There were only two people in the class that had different thoughts: Bakugou and Midoriya. The 14 year olds watched as Kageyama went to his assigned seat in silence, not letting off any emotion. His once bright eyes were dulled considerably, and the sunshine and sparkles that used to come off him because of his eager and happy demeanor were all but gone.
He was closed off, and the older boys couldn't help but wonder what happened to him while he was away.
"Hey Kageyama-chan, It's been a while." The boy looked up, seeing a familiar head of curly green hair. His eyes shone with recognition, just barely lighting up.
"Midoriya-san! You got so big..." He said in awe. Yuuma was still tiny. Even Ritsu had out grown him. He felt so puny in this room full of big teenagers.
"I'm taller than that shitty Deku!" Bakugou chipped in, causing the boy to jump and turn around, instantly recognizing the ash blond.
"Bakugou-san!" He said, his eyes lighting up some more. He knew people in the class! There were people he knew, he wasn't alone! Bakugou huffed proudly at the recognition. Of course the brat hadn't forgotten someone as awesome as he was.
Yuuma felt happy, even though they were much bigger than when he remembers them. Now he really has to look up to meet their eyes. Do they drink milk like he does? Wait, but how come he isn't any bigger even though he always drinks milk? Would he be as big as they were when he got older? He could only hope.
"Where the hell have you been, brat? Why'd you just up and leave without a word?" He said, more calmly than the people around him were used to. Wait, Bakugou was calm? Towards the new kid, who was basically a baby? Deciding they were hearing things and going insane, the other students tuned out the conversation.
Midoriya and Bakugou wondered what happened to Yuuma for a while now. When he left, and their 3rd grade teacher took the call with the classroom's phone, she looked obviously distraught. So much so that she left the class with their substitute teacher. Two weeks later, she told them that Yuuma wouldn't be coming back to their class, and that he moved away. Why? She didn't say, more like she was too sad to say why.
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