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Y/N STAGGERED BACK TO CLASS, not that she really wanted to return, flicking Kaminari's shoulder and grinning at him tiredly as he turned.
"What the fuck was that?" he asked, and Y/N flinched at the anger in his tone, softening when she recognised the underlying emotion: concern.
She hesitated. "... It was nothing. It's kinda like you short-circuiting."
"When I short-circuit, I'm not at risk of dying in a couple hours."
Y/N shrugged, unable to argue his point. "Who got expelled?"
"I can answer that!" A red-haired boy with a ready smile and pointed teeth popped up beside Kaminari, who must've been listening to the short conversation. "Kirishima Eijiro, by the way - hope you're okay."
"I'm fine," Y/N lied, crossing her arms across her chest as the memory of Bakugo's words flashed across her thoughts. "Did I get expelled, or no?"
"Well, you would've," Kirishima admitted, tapping his chin with one hand. "Except Recovery Girl came out here and told us how badly overuse of your Quirk had affected you, Aizawa had to exempt you. So he said he was going to expel Midoriya instead-"
"WHAT?!"
"-but, then he said it was just a test," he continued, ignoring Y/N's yell. "And he wouldn't expel anyone on the first day."
