C R I M I N A L | K. Bakugo x Reader

Chapter 6

I enter the massive building, not even examining the area as i stroll through the halls straight towards the classroom of 1-A. I can't believe i'm actually doing this bullshit.

Pulling open the door, i'm greeted with multiple faces as they watch me walk in late. I instantly plaster on an innocent face and smile awkwardly, apologising as i do a small run towards the one free seat along the edge of the room.
"Sorry i'm late!" i say as i place my bag down on the floor and take my seat.
The tired man just sighs plainly before returning to taking some sort of register.
I bend down and pull out my notebook and pencil case, setting them down in front of me on the square desk.

"L/N Y/N"
I hear my name and glance up "Oh- here". He scribbled something down before moving onto the next person.
I scan the room, twisting around in my seat. Bakugo is going to be in this class since he was second in the entrance exam, surely.

I skip past all the girls since... they're girls and glance at each boy one by one. Someone catches my eye, a short guy with purple balls as hair? He's staring at me with an awful attempt of a seductive smirk which makes me shudder.
My eyes follow around the rest of the room and notice broccoli boy. Wow he got in, and into the top class? I wave slightly at him when he meets my gaze. He's hesitant but waves back.

Oh yeah i was an asshole 2 weeks ago..

"Bakugo Katsuki" the teacher mumbles, seemingly fed up.
I snap my head around in reaction to the name and try to find him.
"Yeah" a careless voice grumbles directly behind me. I twist my torso and look at him. To my surprise, he's already burning holes into the back of my head. Ashy blonde hair floods my vision along with fury filled, ruby irises.

I smile softly in order to maintain the persona i've put on as i take in every inch of his appearance trying to read him. He's more attractive than i expected him to be.

Pretty sure i remember him from somewhere.

I do my best to hold back a laugh at his vexed expression.
"Wait- i recognise you" i smile.
"We've met twice now." he growls as his venomous eyes lock on mine.
"Ohhhh, it's you, boom boom boy"
His jaw visibly grinds at the nickname which only makes me turn around so he doesn't see my evil grin.

I lean back in my chair to only piss him off more.
"KEEP TO YOURSELF, BASTARD" he explodes to which i pretend to get scared by.
"Sorry" i say quietly and tuck myself into the desk.
The class are watching him.

This isn't a bad idea... if i get them to pity me then i'll be the good guy.
I'll have to let him bully me or something. Eh, you never know, plans my change but for today, that's what we're going with.

I read each of their personalities easily as they react to the scene. Surprisingly the rest of them seem to be fine people. They won't give me too much shit. At least i don't have to worry about that.

*****

The bell rings to conclude the introduction classes which took ages. It's now lunch.
I slide my bag over my shoulder and stretch my legs from the three hours of being sat down. Sighing, i leave the classroom, not bothering to include myself with the rest of my peers conversations. All they're going to do is piss me off.

"HEY! LITTLE RAT" an angry voice yells from behind me, making me turn to face him.
"Y-yes?" i stammer on purpose, shrinking in on myself.
"HOW DID YOU DO BETTER THAN ME?" He leans down and blocks my line of vision, eyebrows furrowed.
"huh?"
"IN THE ENTRANCE EXAM"
"I- I don't know" i stare down at my feet.

"Hey! Kacchan, stop" a voice squeaks from behind the grenade of a blonde. He spins around and begins to growl at the boy with green hair.
"SHUT UP, DAMN DEKU" he shoves him out of the way and storms away down the halls.

I act nervous, letting tears pool at my waterline.

I deserve a fucking Oscar.

"Are you okay?" he asks quietly.
"Yes, thank you" i sigh and we begin walking down towards the cafeteria "by the way, i'm sorry for being rude. I was stressed"
"It's alright! I'm used to it!" he grins at me.

That statement makes me pause for a moment. That sucks. How can anyone be used to someone shouting at them.

We take a seat at a small table. Soon after, a boy whose name i'd learned in class as Iida joins us at the table. Following close behind, a girl with brown hair and rosey pink cheeks slides in next to me. Her names Uraraka, right?

I groan internally. Now i have to entertain two more people. Do i have enough mental energy for this?
They say gentle hellos before starting to eat their food. Why do they breath? It's annoying.
I bite my tongue so i don't insult their entire existence.

I stay silent as i take in the noisy chatter of the people my age. Far away, all the way in the corner with a group of his own people, Bakugo is glaring at me from his seat and watching my every move. It's almost as if he knows something.

I avert my gaze to portray the nervous character i've created of myself. I open up my sandwich packet, taking a bite as soon as its in my hand.

I wonder how i'm meant to approach him now. Considering he already hates me this might be harder than i thought it was going to be.

To try and befriend an aggressive animal is almost impossible. Doesn't mean i'll give up, though. I just need to brainstorm. Find out what he likes.

Perhaps if i find a way to spend time with him i could talk him into being friendly with me. I'll either change or keep up the act and at one point - hopefully - he'll trust me enough to follow me to the warehouse?? For now, that's the plan i guess.

I ignore all the conversations around me, not bothering to join in since they're not vital to the mission.
I look over to him again but this time he's not looking over, but he does seem to be pissed off. Come on, i know i can do this shit.